The Spring Dream Fruit Tree was an exceptionally peculiar plant.
It could be any kind of fruit tree, but only an extremely small number of fruit trees could become Spring Dream Fruit Trees.
This Spring Dream Fruit Tree was located in a farmer's home.
The head of the household was an old man known as Old Man Chen.
"Son, in another half year, you'll be taking a wife. Your old man will build you a new house, and we'll use this fire jujube tree for the main beam." Standing beneath the tree, Old Man Chen patted its hard bark and spoke to his son beside him.
His son looked at the jujube tree, raised a thumb, and said with satisfaction, "Dad, that's a good idea. This jujube tree is older than the history of our whole village. Ever since I could remember, it hadn't borne jujubes anymore. No matter how tall and sturdy it grew, it was useless. Chop it down and use it as the main beam for my new house—it'll be just right!"
Fang Yuan could not help letting out a cold snort.
He stood not far away, but had concealed his figure.
Old Man Chen and his son, neither of whom were even Gu Masters, naturally could not detect him.
Having unexpectedly learned why the Spring Dream Fruit Tree would be cut down, Fang Yuan secretly furrowed his brows.
This Spring Dream Fruit Tree existed by relying on the jujube tree.
The true Spring Dream Fruit Tree was a tree that existed within dreams and possessed no physical form. Yet it needed a real tree as its foundational cornerstone in order to endure.
This fire jujube tree was several thousand years old. Only such an ancient tree could be attached to by a Spring Dream Fruit Tree.