No wizard could resist the temptation of the Mystic Yellow Fruit.
Low-level Wizards could use it to improve their magical affinity and strengthen their constitution; mid-level wizards could use it to bypass the long accumulation period and directly condense a complete true form; High-level Wizards could use it to break through bottlenecks and glimpse the realm of legend.
It could be said that everyone from unregistered young wizards to Archwizards whose true forms had long since solidified coveted this fruit.
Except Zheng Qing.
Because he was the sort of wizard who was difficult to judge by ordinary logic.
In theory, he was still a young wizard who had not even undergone the registration ceremony. In reality, however, he had the foundation Mr. Wu had reinforced for him with the Forbidden Spell Seed, the monstrous physical qualities the Raven had enhanced with the Spirit Seed, and the legendary combat power Taiyi provided him. At this stage, the Mystic Yellow Fruit would have almost the least marginal effect on Zheng Qing.
If he had already advanced to Archwizard, he would definitely have stuffed the fruit into his mouth without a second thought.
But now...
The young wizard shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, cleared away all distractions, and began seriously considering the possibilities—Mr. Wu was leaving. In the short term, his combat strength had already been enhanced to the utmost. His path was clear, and he lacked no resources. In other words, using this fruit on himself would be far too wasteful.
But if it were used on another wizard—
His eyes immediately turned to Mr. Wu.
"Could this fruit make your 'shell' a little sturdier?" Though his tone was bashful, he made no effort to hide his desire to keep relying on him.
The Yellow Flower Cat also looked