"What's going on with this trial? Are we supposed to eat peaches?"
The Sea Clan was exactly as Qin Shaofeng had guessed.
They had only searched the mountain for a short while. After failing to find any trace of Qin Shaofeng, they had already begun thinking about other matters.
One of them seemed to be an octopus, yet only had octopus legs. In truth, it was some kind of indescribable strange creature of the sea. Driven by instinct, it stretched out a tentacle and plucked a peach from a tree.
Every peach in this world looked like an immortal fruit, plump and round.
Waves of fragrance wafted from them. Just one breath of it made one feel as though one's cultivation had risen by a level.
Although the Sea Clan did not eat peaches,
their overwhelming confusion had prompted him to act without thinking.
Just as Qin Shaofeng had said, Sea Clan members at their cultivation level were truly no different from eleven- or twelve-year-old children.
They did whatever came to mind.
"Ba Guai, what are you doing?!"
When Hai Bei saw this, his expression abruptly changed. He shouted, "We haven't even encountered those humans yet. We have no idea what these peaches are. If you touch them now and cause trouble, we'll be finished."
What Hai Bei said was indeed the current reality.
Unfortunately,
he had noticed too late.
And the Sea Clan were all much the same.
Unable to find Qin Shaofeng and the others no matter what they did, they had all begun doing things instinctively.
Ba Guai, the one who had picked a peach, was actually among the better ones.
One fellow with crab claws had curiously clamped onto the trunk of a tree.
With what seemed like an unconscious squeeze, he snapped that peach tree