Lightning Strike Fruit

"What did you mean by this?"

Seeing Xie Bao Shan's reaction, Wang Da Fu did not feel reassured. Instead, his brows instantly furrowed.

As the saying went, unsolicited favors were either treachery or theft.

Although Xie Bao Shan usually had some dealings with him, they were limited to exchanging greetings between outer sect disciples and occasionally trading information. Yet today, he had come to his door bearing valuable demon beast meat. The whole thing reeked of suspicion.

"Senior Brother Wang, please do not overthink it."

Xie Bao Shan felt a chill in his heart under that gaze. He hurriedly waved his hands, forcing a few traces of sincerity onto his face. "I harbor no ill intentions. I merely wish to ask you for a favor... This matter truly cannot be solved without someone as knowledgeable and experienced as you."

"If you have something to say, say it. Why beat around the bush and stammer?"

Wang Da Fu's voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable gravity.

A thin sheen of sweat formed on Xie Bao Shan's forehead. He knew that continuing to dance around the subject would only make this meticulous senior brother more suspicious.

He took a deep breath, stopped hesitating, and lowered his voice. "I know Senior Brother Wang's family has grown spirit rice for generations. Your knowledge of spirit plants and medicinal herbs is far beyond that of ordinary outer sect disciples like us.

"A few days ago... deep in the back mountains of Spirit Beast Mountain, I happened upon a strange fruit tree.

"The tree was not tall, but it bore five fruits. They were pitch-black all over, yet their skins were wrapped in wisps of golden patterns. The light flowed over them, making them seem quite extraordinary!

"My knowledge is shallow. I searched through