Chapter 97: The Dragon Scale Fruit Tree

On the emerald-green fruit, there were scale-like patterns resembling fish scales, adding a touch of mystery to it.

She had seen this fruit before in the jade slips left by her ancestors and had also heard her master mention it.

This fruit was called the Dragon Scale Fruit, a very rare and peculiar second-tier spiritual fruit.

She originally thought that such a fruit would be nearly impossible to find in their tiny Wukong Realm, but unexpectedly, she encountered it here!

The miraculous property of this fruit was that when consumed by cultivators or妖 beasts, it could completely transform their bodies, allowing them to undergo a metamorphosis.

If a mortal were fortunate enough to take a pill refined from the Dragon Scale Fruit, it could even revive them as if returning from the dead!

Because of its wondrous nature, Gui Weiyu had long etched its appearance deeply into her mind.

If only her father could take a Dragon Scale Pill, wouldn’t his arm be healed?

Looking at the Dragon Scale Fruit, Gui Weiyu’s breath quickened involuntarily, as if she could see her father’s joyful expression after his arm was restored.

“Hey, is that a fruit tree on the cliff top?” A curious voice came from the woods behind her.

Gui Weiyu frowned slightly, surprised that others had come searching here as well.

However, she was determined to obtain the Dragon Scale Fruit; no one could snatch it away from her!

With that resolve, she quickened her pace and activated the Heavenly Thunder Flash, swiftly approaching the cliff top.

They were not too far behind her, and Gui Weiyu made no effort to conceal her movements, so she was soon discovered.

“There’s someone ahead! Let’s hurry up!”

Gui Weiyu quickly glanced back and saw three people in sky-blue sect uniforms emerging from the woods—clearly her sectmates.

Fifteen minutes later, Gui Weiyu reached the cliff top. As she was about to pick the Dragon Scale Fruit, she noticed a crimson-gold giant snake coiled around the tree trunk, hissing and flicking its tongue at her.

It was common for precious treasures like this to be guarded by妖 beasts.

“This crimson-gold ringed snake is a妖 beast at the peak of first-tier power; it won’t be easy to deal with,” Gui Weiyu thought, just as the three behind her arrived at the cliff top.

“This fruit tree belongs to us. Hand over the fruit you just picked!”

Among them, a delicate young girl with a pale face coldly snapped at Gui Weiyu without any courtesy.

“This cliff isn’t your home, so how can it be yours?” Gui Weiyu was taken aback by her arrogance and retorted sharply.

Moreover, she had just arrived and hadn’t even picked a single fruit yet, and this person was accusing her without reason!

Besides, the Dragon Scale Fruit was ownerless. If it had an owner, it should be the crimson-gold ringed snake.

“Senior Brother Gao, she’s bullying Lin’er!” The delicate girl, Mu Lin, was embarrassed and annoyed by Gui Weiyu’s words, stamping her foot and seeking help from the young man behind her.

The eldest among the three stepped forward, politely bowing to Gui Weiyu with a kind expression.

“Esteemed friend, though this place is not ours, it is also not yours. Naturally, the fruits belong to whoever finds them.”

Hypocrites! What they really wanted was to share the Dragon Scale Fruit with her.

Yet the young man was not entirely wrong—ownerless things belong to whoever finds them, an unwritten rule in the cultivation world.

But there were only a dozen or so Dragon Scale Fruits on the cliff top, and she was unwilling to yield any.

“I have some rare spiritual herbs; I’ll trade them for your fruits,” Gui Weiyu said after a moment’s thought.

“What spiritual herbs? Ordinary ones won’t interest us,” the delicate girl responded disdainfully.

“Thunder God Vine,” Gui Weiyu replied, pulling out eight substandard vines from her storage.

The three exchanged glances. The delicate girl secretly transmitted through spiritual communication, “Senior Brother Gao, this Thunder God Vine…”

“This is indeed a very rare spiritual herb,” Senior Brother Gao confirmed in his spiritual voice.

“Sister, do you think she has a lot more of this herb on her?” The girl’s voice carried greed.

“But this person is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!” The silent young man stammered through spiritual communication.

“So what? This is a secret realm. What’s so strange about killing a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?” The girl said dismissively.

“Attack!” The leading young man shouted coldly, drawing his weapon and charging at Gui Weiyu.

The delicate girl followed closely, also drawing a sword, performing a beautiful sword flourish as she pressured Gui Weiyu.

Gui Weiyu’s eyes hardened; she had already prepared for a tough fight when the three remained silent.

She quickly stored the Thunder God Vine away, her expression cold as she faced the two attackers.

“Spiritual Mind Pierce!”

Her spiritual force formed a silent, stabbing attack aimed at their spiritual senses.

“Ah—” Both suddenly felt sharp pain in their heads.

Senior Brother Gao hesitated, and the girl was so pained that she dropped her sword with a clang.

Seizing the opportunity, Gui Weiyu’s fingers formed several hand seals, and twin bolts of thunder roared—

Two thunder dragons struck precisely on the two opponents.

The electric power made their bodies tremble uncontrollably, their long hair standing up and floating in the air despite no wind, looking utterly ridiculous.

Gui Weiyu sneered, her wooden sword moving again, launching another attack—the Thunder Sword Technique!

The wooden sword struck heavily on the sky-blue clad young man and girl, and both bodies uncontrollably flew backward.

Below was a steep cliff; they tumbled down helplessly, rolling down the mountainside in a sorry state.

“Senior Brother Gao, Junior Sister Mu—” The only one who hadn’t fought stood dumbfounded, only now snapping out of his daze and calling out in panic.

“Hmph! Consider yourself smart,” Gui Weiyu’s cold gaze fell on the last young man. “Aren’t you going to scram? Or do you want me to see you off down there?”

“I—” The young man looked helplessly down the cliff, trembling as he replied, “N-no, I’ll leave on my own right now!”

With that, he staggered as he fled down the mountain.

Gui Weiyu watched his figure disappear at the cliff top, then refocused her gaze on the Dragon Scale Fruit tree.

Her eyes met silently with the crimson-gold ringed snake.

Having just witnessed Gui Weiyu’s strength firsthand, the snake instinctively knew the human was not to be trifled with.

Its forked tongue hissed repeatedly, trying to intimidate Gui Weiyu into retreating.

Gui Weiyu glanced at the fruit tree, somewhat worried that if she wasn’t careful, she might accidentally harm the tree, which would be disastrous.

“小 snake, how about we make a deal?” Gui Weiyu spoke to the snake.

This crimson-gold ringed snake was on the verge of breaking into the second tier; understanding her words should be no problem.

“Hissss—” The snake flicked its tongue, its gaze fixed on her. It was hardly small, humph!

“You can’t finish all these fruits yourself; why not share some with me, right?” Gui Weiyu continued shamelessly.

“Hissss—” The snake raised its head to look at her. Who said just because it couldn’t eat them all that it had to share with the despicable humans?!

“So you agree?” Gui Weiyu smiled.

The snake hissed, but when had it agreed? It was truly absurd!

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