Joy showed on Tian Xiaojian's face. He swept it with his divine sense, confirmed the number was correct, then happily put away the chest of High-Grade Spirit Stones.
Monk Conghui stepped forward. "According to what ancient texts say, picking this fruit requires a wood-attribute treasure. I wonder which fellow Daoist..."
Before he finished speaking, the silver-haired old woman's hoarse voice entered their ears. "This old woman cultivates a wood-attribute technique, and I just so happen to have such a treasure in hand. Let me do it. I wonder if any of you fellow Daoists have objections?"
"If Lady Qi is willing to help, nothing could be better. How could we have any objections?"
Monk Conghui was overjoyed. The other two old monsters said nothing, but they also nodded in agreement.
And so the silver-haired old woman stretched out a hand and patted her waist. A magic treasure shaped like a wooden ladle was taken out by her.
"Go!"
The old woman pointed forward with a finger, appearing extremely cautious. The wooden ladle turned into a yellow glow; with one roll and one retraction, it had already picked the five spirit fruits.
Aside from Tian Xiaojian, the other old monsters all crowded around. Who knew whether they were anxious, or worried that Lady Qi might make some abnormal move.
A trace of anger flashed across the old woman's face, but she was alone and weak, so naturally she did not dare say anything. She first took one Five-Colored Fluorescent Fruit for herself, then distributed the remaining four to the old monsters.
This fruit could not be preserved, so naturally the few of them swallowed them down without hesitation.
Afterward, they sat cross-legged in meditation, first refining the medicinal power.
Of course, all of them kept a portion of their divine sense