Could Ginseng Fruit be eaten?
Not only could it be eaten, it could spare someone countless years of arduous cultivation and let them ascend to immortality in broad daylight.
The problem was that these fruits looked far too much like infants not yet three days old, complete with limbs and distinct features. Even their brows and eyes held a vivid spark of spiritual life.
At that moment, the three little things were slowly circling Chen Xiang, occasionally rubbing their soft skins against the little boy's cheeks.
Chen Xiang tilted his head back, his eyes full of confusion.
Chen Wei fell silent.
He had just exerted the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, talking about immortal cranes and monsters, before finally managing to suppress the violent streak in his son's heart.
And now he was supposed to point at a fruit that looked like a baby and say, "Yes, this thing is edible. Go ahead, grab its head and take a bite."
There was simply no way he could bring himself to say that.
If he really taught his son that, all those "heart-cleansing Daoist scriptures" he had recited would have been wasted. The Old Chen family's upbringing would charge straight down the path of evil cultivators.
No.
How could he possibly allow that?
He did not ask that Chen Xiang become an immortal who could hold up the heavens and stand firm upon the earth, but he should at least become a good immortal.
"Xiang'er." Chen Wei's expression was calm, his tone unfathomable. "A heavenly spiritual root has long since developed spiritual awareness. Whether it can be eaten depends not on it, but on you. It all comes down to your choice."
After hearing this, Chen Xiang stared at the three baby-shaped fruits floating before him.
The fruits also