Whispering softly to himself, he felt that this situation was the most likely.
Then he sat down on the ground, spreading out his Spiritual Power, constantly paying attention to the surroundings.
Time passed little by little.
As the first ray of morning sun appeared, Chen Xuan still hadn't noticed anything unusual.
However, he wasn't anxious.
Soon, one day, two days...
In a blink, seven days had passed, and he, originally calm and collected, began to feel uneasy.
"Could it be not?"
Chen Xuan looked up, his eyebrows deeply furrowed.
"Or do we have to wait until it blooms and bears fruit again to react?"
If that's the case... then it's troublesome.
According to what that man said, this tree bore fruit not long ago, if waiting is true, it would be at least another year.
Where does he have so much time.
"Phew....."
A cold wind blew past, rustling Chen Xuan's robes noisily.
