"Brother Luo, how many Dao Fruit Tokens have we obtained so far?"
Having reaped a major haul, Baohua could not help asking about their current progress.
"We already have eighty-two. The farther along we get, the easier they are to collect. I imagine that in less than half a year, we'll gather enough tokens to exchange for two Guang Ling Dao Fruits."
After taking out all the Dao Fruit Tokens for Baohua to see, Luo Hong made his estimate.
"Indeed. Before, we collected them one by one, but now we can usually get two or three at a time."
Baohua immediately agreed wholeheartedly.
"Mm, let's go. We'll continue pursuing that aura from before."
After speaking, Luo Hong put away all the Dao Fruit Tokens and fled toward the coast with Baohua.
In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed. Luo Hong and Baohua were now speeding through the sky above the Emerald Green Mountain Range.
"So many auras—there must be a melee underway. Let's get over there quickly!"
Having done the same thing over and over, Luo Hong was also somewhat weary. Right now, he only wanted to gather enough Dao Fruit Tokens as soon as possible.
Yet after they arrived a quarter-hour later, they not only unexpectedly encountered three familiar faces, but three familiar faces in the most literal sense.
"Fools! Since you would rather die than hand over your Dao Fruit Tokens, then die at the hands of this Daoist master!"
After viciously spitting those words, a gaunt old man with red hair and a red beard withdrew the crimson flames filling the sky into the sack before him, leaving three charred corpses in midair.
Immediately afterward, he made a grasping motion, and three points of light flew out from the three charred corpses.
However,