Mu Yunhai pressed his lips together and said bitterly,
"All right, I understand what you're thinking, Brother Chen. In that case, I won't ask you to come in person.
"I'll send you this first batch of Realm Fruits to show my sincerity.
"But first, answer one question for me."
Chen Yan nodded.
"Go ahead."
Mu Yunhai paused. His gaze sharpened as if piercing through the mist, and he looked at Chen Yan.
"Brother Chen, a Realm Fruit becomes useless after it's consumed once. Why do you need so many of them?"
Chen Yan looked at Mu Yunhai.
"I'm using Realm Fruits as the main ingredient to refine a pill that can help me ascend to the Ninth Order."
At Chen Yan's words, Mu Yunhai's body stiffened.
Even Bai Wuseng, standing in front of the bun shop in the distance by the docks, furrowed his brow slightly.
"Oh?" Mu Yunhai asked seriously. "Have you made any progress?"
Chen Yan shook his head slightly.
"Not enough. I might need hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of Realm Fruits before I have enough to try."
The light in Mu Yunhai's eyes gradually faded, and he immediately lost interest.
So Chen Yan was still only experimenting.
Besides, if Realm Fruits could be refined into pills, the Lord of Formations would have done it long ago.
Chen Yan was probably just wasting his time.
Then Mu Yunhai turned to Mu Yanwan.
Under the Dao Child's gaze, Mu Yanwan grew a little nervous and lowered her head.
"Since Brother Chen has entrusted everything to you, then this Spatial Ring containing the Realm Fruits... I'll leave it in your hands."
Mu Yunhai held out a Spatial Ring.
"Thank you, Dao Child." Mu Yanwan quickly accepted it.
Mu Yunhai had lost all interest. He arranged for someone to