Primordial Desolation: The Mortal Storyteller, with an Audience of Saints
Chapter 843

Yellow Bell Plum

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Su Yang slapped his palms and laughed heartily, his voice shaking the nine heavens: "Of all the spirit fruits under heaven, so long as you can name them, there isn't a single one I can't pluck!" Before his voice faded, he had already produced a fruit from his sleeve. Its entire body gleamed golden yellow like molten gold, golden light flowing across its surface, while its fragrance seeped into the soul. It was none other than the Three Realms' one and only Heaven and Earth Supreme Treasure: the Yellow Bell Plum! This fruit took a hundred thousand years to sprout, another hundred thousand to blossom, and yet another hundred thousand to bear fruit. If a mortal swallowed one, they could knock on the gates of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm in an instant!

Nüwa's eyes lit up, and she reached out with both hands. "Nüwa wants to eat it! Saint Father Grandpa, give it to Nüwa!"

Su Yang smiled warmly and gently placed the fruit in her palm. Nuwa eagerly bit into it. In that instant, rosy light burst forth, and auspicious radiance streamed in all directions. Rings of profound Dao Patterns rose around her body, while an immense, boundless Grand Unity pressure suddenly spread through the air!

Everyone below changed color in unison! No one had expected Su Yang to truly bestow the Yellow Bell Plum upon Nüwa! They knew all too well how precious this fruit was. It was the greatest wonder of the Three Realms, and even Kong Xuan had never tasted a single bite! He sighed inwardly: This little girl's fortune is simply blazing. Her blessings are so thick that even Heaven can't hold them back!

Shen Nong gazed at the Grand Unity phenomenon rising from his daughter, his heart surging with warmth. He immediately

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