Immortal Valley was shrouded in a peculiar aura. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary valley, but only after entering could one sense Immortal Valley's uniqueness.
Yet Wang Xian could not put that uniqueness into words. In any case, the valley looked almost identical to any other ordinary valley. The only difference was perhaps that Immortal Valley had an abundance of greenery, nearly covering its cliffs and sheer rock faces.
"Master, can we eat those fruits?"
Little Phoenix's voice suddenly rang out.
Wang Xian froze. He glanced at Little Phoenix, who was practically drooling, then followed her gaze and immediately spotted a fruit tree rooted into a cliff dozens of meters high.
The fruit tree was a brilliant fiery red. Even its leaves were shaped like flames, and the dozen or so fruits growing on it were wreathed in fire.
Those flames were not some phenomenon. They were real flames.
Wang Xian had seen and eaten countless rare and exotic fruits, but this was the first time he had encountered fruit wrapped in actual flames.
Seeing that Wang Xian remained silent, Little Phoenix turned to look at him. When she found him staring blankly at the fruit tree, she put on a cutesy voice and sweetly called, "Master..."
That soft, syrupy voice, brimming with coquettishness, snapped Wang Xian back to his senses.
"Where did you learn to talk like that?"
Wang Xian asked Little Phoenix, the corner of his mouth twitching. That affected voice was indeed pleasant to hear, but he had long grown accustomed to Little Phoenix's usual voice. This sudden change was honestly a bit hard to accept.
"It doesn't sound good? I saw that whenever lots of older sisters in your little world spoke to their Dao Companions like this, their Dao Companions would agree to