At this moment, in a remote stretch of land within the Map of Heavens' Creation, there was not a trace of human habitation. It was utterly desolate.
Xia Ping was hiding in this place, having entered the Mountain River Bead space and paid no attention to what was happening outside.
"This is a Ginseng Fruit?!"
Xia Ping plucked a Ginseng Fruit from the Ginseng Fruit Tree. It was the size of a fist, with an appearance like an infant Primordial Spirit, radiating dense spiritual energy.
Deep within the fruit seemed to lie immense and mysterious energy, making every cell in his body stir restlessly, eager to devour it at once.
There were a full one hundred and eight such Ginseng Fruits.
In fact, over countless years, the nine Ginseng Fruit Trees had borne far more fruit than this. But since no one had harvested or preserved them, most had rotted away, leaving only this many behind.
Even so, one hundred and eight Ginseng Fruits were astonishing enough. If word got out, who knew how many people would be consumed by envy, jealousy, and hatred? These were true treasures of heaven and earth.
Green Ox was immensely excited as well. He told Xia Ping that if these Ginseng Fruits were refined into Ginseng Pills, their medicinal potency would increase by at least fifty percent. Xia Ping ought to hand every one of them over to him for pill refinement.
That was the only way to maximize their value.
"I wonder what they taste like?"
Xia Ping was exceedingly curious. He ignored Green Ox's request and simply wanted a taste. After all, Ginseng Fruits were far too famous—known in every household—and he was curious what flavor they had.
Without thinking, he tossed a Ginseng Fruit into his mouth. It melted the instant