Without a sound, the fruit, seemingly steeped in moonlight, had risen to the top of the World Tree. Beneath the moon's glow, the milky clouds became a magnificent, radiant haze, lending the fruit a mysterious, otherworldly beauty.
The moonlight could not conceal the luminous green glow pulsing from the fruit, much less stop the ripples of energy spreading from it. Those ripples were clearly different from before. Wherever they passed, green appeared across the ground, countless tender shoots breaking through the soil and beginning to flourish!
Watching the fruit do little more than flash, Liu Qing soon grew bored. He turned to Cynthia and teased, "Nana, don't you think that fruit looks like a Pokémon Egg about to hatch?!"
To describe something so beautiful, sacred, and wondrous as a Pokémon Egg about to hatch-even Cynthia could not help rolling her eyes at Liu Qing. Bofeng Palmer, however, burst out laughing and praised the comparison as wonderfully apt.
If the fruit really was like a Pokémon Egg about to hatch, then the rate at which its green light pulsed clearly suggested that the time had not yet come. So Bofeng Palmer casually turned and returned to his tent to sleep.
Liu Qing wanted to be as carefree as his uncle, but Cynthia clearly would not agree. She was completely captivated by the fruit glowing in the moonlight. Unwilling to stand at the tent entrance watching the "fruit," Liu Qing went back inside for a blanket, then took Cynthia to the open platform they had visited during the day. Wrapped in the blanket, they nestled together and watched every passing change in the fruit.
Time ticked by, and the fruit's light flashed faster and faster. Gradually, the moonlight began to fade, yet the fruit did not dim in the slightest. Instead, like