Minghe did not know why she had taken one look and decided it was a peach.
In truth, peaches and hearts were rather similar in shape. And the thing before her was clearly a black crystal, not a fruit.
A crystal that glimmered with a faint, ghostly sheen. Within it lay an unmistakably intense Yin Underworld Intent and Nether River Aura, almost as powerful as standing directly beside the Nether River.
Mysterious, tranquil, silent, lifeless—the purest of souls.
This feeling was tens of thousands of times stronger than the stones from the Nether River bank she had stuffed into Qin Yi's hands.
Another heart-shaped thing...
If one called it the Nether River Heart, ninety-nine percent of people in the world would immediately believe it. Even if it was not truly the Nether River's "heart," it was certainly an important crystallization condensed from the Nether River. Calling it the Nether River Heart would not be wrong.
Yet Minghe had taken one look and felt that this was a peach. She did not know why she had such a strange first impression.
It was as though countless past events surged toward her like a tidal flood, washing away even her awareness of her surroundings.
The memories that had once crashed into her by the Nether River rose in her heart again.
"...You will have use for it." The man handed her the peach, his gaze gentle.
That was right. This was it.
The shape was exactly the same.
Only, it had changed from a fresh and living fruit into a dark crystal. Its aura had changed, but that vigorous vitality still remained. It was that vitality which had kept Fusang from withering.
But if this truly was that peach, where had its flesh gone? Why was only this shadow-like crystal core left