The Thunderclap Immortal Peach was remarkably mystical. No matter how many one consumed, its strengthening effect on the physical body never diminished!
For now, the sixth-rank immortal peaches Shen Mo had consumed still perfectly retained this property. It had not vanished due to their insufficient rank, only their strengthening effect was exceedingly weak—far inferior to the three seventh-rank immortal peaches Shen Mo had obtained from Su Qingtao, amounting to roughly one percent of the latter.
In other words, one had to eat at least a hundred sixth-rank immortal peaches for the improvement to one's physique to barely compare to consuming a single seventh-rank immortal peach.
Shen Mo's physical body was already incomparably powerful. Even seventh-rank immortal peaches would require tens of thousands before producing a noticeable improvement, so naturally, he thought little of the fruit grown by these sixth-rank immortal peach trees!
But for the sect's great cultivators, this was undoubtedly excellent news. Besides body-tempering immortal arts and all manner of high-rank pills, they now had another heavenly treasure with which to strengthen their physiques. The physique was tied to the origin of one's essence, qi, and spirit; consuming these immortal peaches year-round would make one's Dao Path considerably broader than before.
"Fruit grown from sixth-rank spirit trees naturally cannot be mentioned in the same breath as seventh-rank fruit."
Shen Mo swallowed the entire Thunderclap Immortal Peach in one gulp and looked toward Ami on his shoulder. "How much longer will these three peach trees need before advancing to the seventh rank?"
Ami was hugging an immortal peach larger than her whole body and gnawing on it fiercely. The sourness scrunched her little face into a ball, yet she was still eating with delight. At his question, she wiped her mouth and babbled, "Probably another ten thousand years, which is