Five Villages View.
Zhen Yuanzi sat properly dressed within a room, conversing with an old friend.
Twelve Ginseng Fruit sat on the table before him.
A full twelve Ginseng Fruit was an exceptionally grand offering.
Not long ago, the Ginseng Fruit Tree had been toppled by Sun Wukong, destroying every fruit it had borne over the past ten thousand years.
In one stroke, he had lost ten thousand years of harvest.
Although he had accumulated some stock over the years, most of the earlier fruits had been consumed or given away as gifts.
The tree produced only thirty fruits every ten thousand years. Its yield was truly pitifully low.
Though Zhen Yuanzi still had some fruits on hand, he definitely had fewer than a hundred. Bringing out twelve fruits to entertain a guest showed just how highly he regarded this person.
Even the two young attendants, Clear Wind and Bright Moon, were somewhat astonished. They had no idea who the visitor was to warrant such extravagant hospitality from their Master.
However, the visitor's figure was shrouded in haze. They only dared sneak a single glance and did not dare look further.
Later, they were driven from the room and told to stand guard outside, so they never learned who this person was that Zhen Yuanzi valued so greatly.
Zhen Yuanzi said, "May I ask why the Sage has graced Five Villages View with your presence?"
The person seated opposite him was actually a Sage!
The Sage lightly tapped a finger against the table and looked toward the Ginseng Fruit laid out before him.
"Ginseng Fruit blossom once every three thousand years, bear fruit once every three thousand years, and require another three thousand years to ripen. Only after a total of ten thousand years can they be consumed. If one