After twelve long hours of waiting, the Primordial Chaos Fruit was finally about to ripen.
A crowd had already gathered beneath the enormous Tree of Life. Aside from the Elf Race, Wu Shaozhen and his companions had also arrived.
Everyone gazed excitedly at the three blood-red fruits hanging from the tree.
By now, the three fruits had grown to the size of plums, blood-red all over. The faint glow around them was rapidly fading, making them look tantalizingly succulent.
When the last trace of light vanished completely, a refreshing fragrance wafted toward them. A single breath left their entire bodies feeling invigorated.
"The Primordial Chaos Fruit is ripe!" Peilina said, her eyes burning with excitement.
The other elves were just as excited, especially the few Supreme powerhouse elders, whose eyes held a longing they could scarcely conceal.
Still, the elves were remarkably disciplined. Despite their desire, none of them reached for the fruit.
"I'll go up and pick them," Peilina said.
"Mm." Wu Shaozhen nodded without objection. It made no difference who picked them.
Peilina pressed her palms together and murmured a few words to the Tree of Life, then bowed to it before flying up and carefully picking the three Primordial Chaos Fruits.
Even Peilina, a Supreme powerhouse, felt her hands tremble as she held the Primordial Chaos Fruits. These were treasures in every sense of the word.
She approached Wu Shaozhen and offered him the fruit, her heart filled with anxiety. She feared he would take all three. After all, they were so precious that most people would struggle to resist the temptation.
More importantly, given his strength, she would not dare say anything even if he took them all.
Wu Shaozhen smiled and casually took two. "Why are you so nervous? I'm not the sort to break