Planning to Flee

For most Half-King Realm cultivators, absorbing a low-brightness Dao Fire Fruit carried a ninety percent chance of having their souls burned to ashes!

Xiao Chen was only at the third level of the Grandmaster Realm. Even if he was a disciple favored by Qiongqi and possessed exceptional talent, absorbing the dimmest Dao Fire Fruit would already be his limit!

Five fruits?

A fool's dream!

"Who exactly is that youth? The Crow Chicken King actually took him to see the Dao Tree?"

"No idea, but it looks like he isn't just there to look. The Crow Chicken King wants him to absorb them!"

"No way! This is the Crow Chicken King's lifeblood. Can he really bear to give it away?"

Outside the hall, several Chicken Demon guards were stunned.

Xiao Chen walked up to the Dao Tree. The Crow Chicken King remained calm and composed, but when Xiao Chen reached toward that crimson Dao Fire Fruit swirling with blood-red radiance, the Crow Chicken King froze.

What did this mean?

He was picking such a bright Dao Fire Fruit right away?

Was he looking to die?

"Young Master, wait!"

The Crow Chicken King hurriedly stopped him.

It was not only heartbroken over the Dao Fire Fruit; it was even more afraid that Xiao Chen would die on the spot.

If Qiongqi's disciple died here, how could the Crow God Chicken clan bear the consequences?

"What is it?" Xiao Chen frowned. He had been about to begin absorbing it when he was suddenly interrupted, leaving him displeased.

"Young Master, this Dao Fire Fruit is incomparably fierce. A single misstep during absorption could scatter your soul and destroy your spirit. You should begin with the dimmest one!" the Crow Chicken King advised.

"It's fine. I know what I'm doing!"

This time, Xiao Chen did