The Creation Dao Fruit was a special divine item. Its most wondrous—and most unsettling—aspect lay in the unpredictability of its effects.
It could trigger a random mutation in the consumer's talent.
Someone with a water-element talent might unexpectedly gain the power to control ice after consuming it;
a person with a fire-element talent might awaken an affinity for lightning, gaining the power of lightning and fire.
Yet some were simply unlucky, and the new talents they mutated were utterly useless, even worthless.
It seemed that everything depended almost entirely on luck.
Jiang Ping An held his breath and focused. His fingertips swept through the air, trailing brilliant divine patterns as he strengthened the slightly wilted golden-red Dao Fruit in his palm.
As the divine patterns sank into it, the divine power within his body poured out like a flood through opened floodgates.
Though the Creation Dao Fruit had no clearly defined grade, its effects were enough to influence God King Realm experts. In essence, it was equivalent to a king-grade Divine Fruit.
Strengthening a divine item of such a level consumed a truly vast amount of energy.
Fortunately, Lan Shi'er's residence had been specially bestowed by the imperial clan. Its Cultivation Room was directly linked to Snowy Mountain City's core energy veins, allowing it to supply pure divine power for free.
As Jiang Ping An fully circulated the Heaven Mending Art to strengthen the Dao Fruit, he crazily absorbed the divine power flooding into the Cultivation Room to replenish his expenditure.
One strengthening, two strengthenings, three strengthenings...
When he reached the third strengthening, Jiang Ping An stopped.
It was not that he did not want to continue, but that he truly could no longer sustain it.
By this point, the Creation Dao Fruit's energy consumption had reached a terrifying level.