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With Kukas knowing at least a little about Lei Dong's background, he couldn't help feeling even more optimistic about Lei Dong's future. He returned the bow humbly. "You're far too kind, Young Master. My clan is the Saint Lord's Guardian Clan, so it's only right that we serve you. As for the next harvest of Soul Fruit, you need it more than this old man does."
Soul Fruit usually ripened only once every hundred years. But the inside of this Space Sacred Artifact was highly unusual, and that Soul Tree had grown for tens of thousands of years. According to Lei Long, it now produced a harvest every forty or fifty years. Compared with the Soul Trees outside, one of its fruit-bearing seasons was practically worth two.
"The Soul Fruit probably won't ripen for another forty years. We can discuss it then." Lei Dong didn't insist. Instead, he smiled at Kukas. "Why not join me in studying Senior White Bone's cultivation insights? You might find that they shed light on other things, too."
Kukas had never expected Lei Dong to share something like that with him. Astonished and moved, he couldn't help marveling at Lei Dong's generosity. At the same time, Kukas was once again convinced that Lei Dong's ambitions were likely immense. A man like him, with ambitions like his, and the inheritance of the ancient Devil Emperor Sect's Devil Emperor— even Prophet Kukas couldn't see what the future held, or how far Lei Dong would lead the Guardian Clan. Perhaps it would be a path to the heavens; perhaps it would lead to a thousand calamities and eternal ruin.
Whatever turmoil stirred in Kukas's heart, he accepted Lei Dong's enthusiastic invitation and returned with