Lu Yin ignored him and looked up at the many Wood Fruits again. "Should I try them one by one?"
Xu Ji glanced at Lu Yin. "You can, but it's embarrassing."
"Embarrassing?" Lu Yin asked, puzzled.
"Most people stand where they are and sense the Wood Fruits around them. Then they pluck one in a single try. Only failures try them one by one."
As they spoke, a man above them spread his arms and flailed about like he was flying, touching one Wood Fruit after another at a frantic pace. He used some kind of movement technique to make sure he touched every single fruit, his face twisted in misery.
Xu Ji said coldly, "People like him will never pluck a Wood Fruit in their entire lives. They're failures. I hope you won't do the same."
Lu Yin drew a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began sensing the Wood Fruits.
Everyone stared at him, including the man frantically touching every fruit. He stopped to watch, his expression complicated. He hoped Lu Yin would fail to pluck a Wood Fruit, so he'd have another person to share the ridicule.
The Wood Dojo hadn't immediately driven him away, but that seemed even more heartless. It was as if they'd forgotten him.
That Xuan Qi below was a heaven's chosen. Wouldn't it be great if he couldn't touch a Wood Fruit?
Outside the Wood Dojo, Xu Xiang Yin, Zhi Bing, and You Teng were joined by another man, a middle-aged fellow with a pale-green complexion. He was the Wood Space-Time representative at the Six Directions Dojo, known as Third Master Mu.
"I wonder what kind of Wood Fruit the young fellow will pluck. Honestly, it'd be enough if he managed a Three-Crimson Fruit," Xu Xiang Yin said hopefully.
Zhi Bing said,