Newton—Li Xiang knew him well. In his previous life, the man had brought classical mechanics together and discovered the three laws of motion and the law of universal gravitation.
Apples—he knew those too. They were fruit you ate.
Newton's Apple—he knew that story as well. A falling apple had struck Newton on the head and inspired his theory of universal gravitation.
But in a world with extraordinary powers, Li Xiang could no longer be so sure.
Li Xiang looked at Shopkeeper Sun and waited for him to continue.
"Newton was one of the mightiest figures in the West," Shopkeeper Sun said. "He followed the path of Truth Ascension. After his ascension, he left an apple tree in Great Britain. Its fruit is called Newton's Apple."
"This thing is miraculous. Unlike our pills, which replenish blood and qi or strengthen bones and sinews, it nourishes the mind and sharpens comprehension."
"After eating one, a person can briefly enter a state of 'Omniscience.' They won't truly know and do everything, of course, but their understanding of their own Profession will rise dramatically. In other words, they'll have an epiphany."
An epiphany was an opportunity that could be encountered but never sought.
After all, a practitioner could raise their realm through arduous training, but innate talent had a hard ceiling.
"At the height of the Demon Dynasty's power, Westerners sent a special envoy with ten of Newton's Apples as a congratulatory gift."
Shopkeeper Sun held up all ten fingers and waved them. "The imperial family divided up most of those apples. Some even killed their own kin to get a bite."
"One of them changed hands over the centuries and ended up in the Treasury of Linjiang Demon City, where it's been kept ever since. I had to pore over every ancestral text