The immortal peach truly lived up to its name as a fruit formed from a spiritual root of heaven and earth. It was large and plump, brimming with juice. When Lu Yang took a bite, peach juice burst across her mouth, sweet but never cloying. It was as if she could feel every drop of juice dancing on her tongue, awakening every taste bud.
With each chew, the peach's fragrance filled her lips and mouth, its sweetness intoxicating.
It was absolutely the most delicious peach Lu Yang had ever eaten.
Besides extending one's lifespan, the immortal peach could also purge impurities and refine spiritual roots. But Lu Yang's body had already been tempered a thousand times over, long since cleansed of impurities, and her Sword Spirit Root had no room to improve. She was simply enjoying her half of the peach.
Compared to Lu Yang, Yun Zhi ate more elegantly. After savoring her half of the immortal peach, she carefully put away the pit, planning to plant it when she returned.
Under the Immortal Fairy's resentful gaze, the senior sister and junior brother returned to the sect without a hitch.
In recent years, ever since Lu Yang joined Ask Dao Sect, Cell Peak had grown livelier and livelier.
If one wanted to reflect on the past, recall history, and build a museum of Great Yu history, Cell Peak was unquestionably the best place.
At Cell Peak, one could meet cultivators from every period between the middle and final years of Great Yu. They could tell you firsthand about that distant era.
And today, the most important figure in Great Yu had arrived at Cell Peak, filling in the period of Great Yu's early years.
Under the dim glow of an oil lamp in Cell Peak, the childlike Patriarch Tang