The situation was indeed looking rather bleak for Chi Xue and the others. At the very least, the Ginseng Fruit hadn't immediately sent out any ripe fruit. And according to what they knew, Feng Lingzi and the others would arrive soon. By then, they would have no advantage in competing for the ripe Ginseng Fruit—and might even be in danger of being killed. Under the circumstances, they were actually hoping the main force of the Outer Realm Demon Race cultivators would arrive, since they could hold Feng Lingzi and the others in check.
"What's done is done. There's no point dwelling on it now. It's not as if we can give up at this point," Ci Ling said gravely, looking at the others. "We were prepared for the worst before we came, and things haven't reached that point yet. There's no need to worry. Rest up and prepare to compete for the Ginseng Fruit."
"Um, should we go into the ancient ruins now?" Shi Lin suddenly asked, looking at the others. "Although the Ginseng Fruit can greatly enhance the power of the formations and restrictions, we're strong too. We should have no trouble forcing our way in..."
"Even if we can force our way into these ancient ruins, so what?" Po Family's Youngest Brother interrupted him with a sigh. "That would only scare the Ginseng Fruit away, and we might even offend it. Then it would be nearly impossible for us to get any Ginseng Fruit in the future. That's not what we want."
Chi Xue and the others had already discussed this possibility, but the situation was extremely unfavorable for them now, which was why Shi Lin had brought it up again. Clearly, though, it was a foolish approach, and the others wouldn't take it.
"Exactly. Even if we