"Your physical bodies are relatively weak. You can't last long each time. Refine these Ancient Zha fruits to temper your bodies."
With a thought from Chen Yu, all eighty-one head-sized Ancient Zha fruits on the Xuanhuang Ancient Zha Tree flew into the main hall and hovered overhead, ready to be taken whenever needed.
"Your cultivation is already higher than ours, yet you still have the nerve to blame us for not lasting long."
Upon hearing this, Yao Xi shot Chen Yu a glare with her limpid autumn eyes. Seemingly recalling something, she gritted her teeth as she spoke.
Before her words had even faded, she vanished from where she stood, taking several Ancient Zha fruits with her.
Yan Lingji and the others also gave light snorts before disappearing from the hall one after another and appearing in the lounge behind it.
Chen Yu guiltily rubbed his nose. Back then, to make Yan Lingji and the others obediently submit and join forces to "deal with" him, he had put them through quite a lot.
They had been so angered that they made Chen Yu live like a monk for over a hundred years. Not only did they deny him even a bite of meat, they would not let him enter seclusion either. They frequently devised new ways to tempt him, only to swiftly leave just as his desires were about to rise. That period had been the most miserable time of his life.
Only after their anger had subsided did his hard days finally come to an end.
"Be careful. These Ancient Zha fruits are top-grade Innate Spirit Fruits. Refine only a little at a time and proceed gradually."
Chen Yu did not go in to provoke them, lest they unite against him again, so he stood in the hall and