Chu Tian began searching everywhere after a glance at their battle.
He finally found the person he was looking for.
Leaning against a large rock at the foot of the cliff was a person.
Seeing the profile, Chu Tian confirmed that it was Bai Chi.
At this moment, his left arm had been severed from the shoulder.
Blood had stained half his body.
He lay there, seemingly on the brink of death.
Beside the boulder lay a war horse saber.
It was now broken in two.
Seeing this, Chu Tian understood why Wei Jin, who was surrounded, was not holding a weapon.
Chu Tian guessed that Wei Jin might have encountered Bai Chi by chance.
The two had immediately engaged in a fight.
Bai Chi, outmatched, fled towards this direction.
This was why Wei Jin had fallen into the encirclement.
As for how Yin Yiran ended up here, Chu Tian could not determine.
The entire valley was filled with various plants.
However, none were familiar to Chu Tian, nor did they emit any spiritual energy.
Only a small tree growing horizontally on the opposite cliff was peculiar.
It bore twenty-seven fruits.
Chu Tian looked closely and realized he recognized it.
There, growing was a... persimmon tree.
It was the kind of persimmon tree that yielded frozen persimmons in winter or was used for dried persimmons in the north.
In his divine soul space, he still had quite a few of these persimmons and dried persimmons.
Chu Tian was not particularly fond of eating these.
The taste was mainly too astringent, whereas Luo Luo quite liked them.
So, he had stored quite a bit in his divine soul space.
The persimmon tree before him emitted no spiritual energy, so it was naturally not a spiritual herb.
Chu Tian then shifted his gaze, contemplating whether to go down now or wait.
There were already nine people from Hurricane City present. He had dealt with one, meaning five more were yet to arrive.
If he waited, he could capture them all when they arrived.
After all, that fellow Wei Jin seemed to be able to hold on for a while longer.
"Good heavens, it's a Youth-Preserving Fruit! No wonder they're fighting!"
Miao Zuo, who had just caught up, arrived beside Chu Tian.
He exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide as ox eyes.
Chu Tian followed his gaze and focused again on the persimmon tree.
"Youth-Preserving Fruit?"
"Yes, it is indeed a Youth-Preserving Fruit," Miao Zuo stared downwards, a look of excitement on his face.
"Are you sure?" Chu Tian was also taken aback. This was just a persimmon tree, how did it become a Youth-Preserving Fruit in his words?
"Um... absolutely! The Youth-Preserving Fruit is not a spiritual medicine, but it surpasses spiritual medicine.
Its value is priceless treasure..."
As he spoke, Chu Tian's eyes widened.
"You're not going to tell me its effect is... eternal youth?"
Miao Zuo's gaze never left the tree, and he slowly nodded.
The Youth-Preserving Fruit, though not a spiritual medicine, possessed the ability to preserve youth. While it could not grant immortality,
it could stop the aging process for those who consumed it.
Their appearance and skin would forever remain as they were at the moment of consumption.
Beauty is human nature.
Especially so for women.
Chu Tian could imagine that if this Youth-Preserving Fruit were brought to Blue Star,
there would likely be people willing to go bankrupt and fight tooth and nail for just one.
Let alone Blue Star, even here, Yin Yiran was charging frantically towards the Youth-Preserving Fruit tree.
This showed... she also recognized the Youth-Preserving Fruit and knew its effects.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be so frenzied.
Feng Lie, on the opposite side, was covered in wind elements that flickered around him. Upon closer inspection, they were countless small whirlwinds revolving around him.
The space around him was filled with fine whirlwinds, Feng Lie's hair flying, his eyes like lightning.
With a punch, he made the space crackle and hiss, as if being torn apart, a truly terrifying sight.
Seeing this, Chu Tian narrowed his eyes. He hadn't expected Feng Lie to possess the power of wind element control.
Yet, he was a master of close combat.
Upon arriving at the Sea of Death, Chu Tian had only encountered priests, all of whom were similar to spellcasters.
They were all long-range attackers who unleashed powerful moves.
He hadn't expected Feng Lie to subvert his understanding.
When he fought Gou De'er, that old man had also initially used weapons to fight.
But Chu Tian knew that all of that was a facade.
His greatest strength lay in the techniques combining divine soul and wind elements.
However, before he could unleash his full power, Wei Du had used the Myriad Beasts Seal, controlling the formation of Myriad Beasts City to cleave the space.
He was directly nipped in the bud.
And Yin Yiran, facing him, was covered in fine lines of light that flickered incessantly. They were actually countless bolts of lightning flowing, her aura no less than Feng Lie's.
Chu Tian was surprised. Did the Golden Falcon master the power of lightning?
As these two clashed, wind blades and lightning collided.
They continuously emitted muffled explosions.
Everything around them was constantly shattering.
One controlled wind, the other could fly.
They fought from the sky to the ground, and then back to the air.
Yin Yiran was constantly trying to find a way to bypass Feng Lie's obstruction and rush towards the Youth-Preserving Fruit tree.
However, she was never successful.
On the surface, their strength seemed evenly matched.
But Chu Tian knew that Feng Lie was toying with Yin Yiran.
Because... the Wind Soul Sect... was a hybrid profession of wind elements and divine soul.
As the son of the Sect Master, his mastery of wind element manipulation was so high, his divine soul power must also be considerable.
He hadn't used his divine soul at all in this battle so far.
"What a good show!"
Chu Tian lay on the ground, sighing. The combat power of these two was so formidable; such battles were rarely seen.
The aura emanating from both of them was entirely from the Life and Death Realm.
Both were in the middle stage of cultivation, but their attacks far surpassed their current strength.
It was likely that below the War God Realm, few could match them.
"Big brother, you... uh... you should go!" Miao Zuo was eager at this moment, urging Chu Tian.
"No rush, no rush!" Chu Tian remained motionless, lying down.
Miao Zuo's heart churned. Every time Yin Yiran approached the fruit tree, Feng Lie intercepted her.
The collision energies generated by their clashes barely covered the fruit tree.
How could he not be anxious? What if the fruit tree was damaged during their fight?
That would be a waste of nature's bounty...
Looking at the persimmon tree, Chu Tian also felt a pang of desire.
There were twenty-seven fruits on it, all appearing to be fully ripe.
He must get one for Luo Luo.
And Ye Ling, Lin Yu, Ma Ruolin, Aunt Ma, Nie Yun, Dian Dian, Qian Qian, Ding Ding, Dong Dong...
A multitude of women he knew flashed through Chu Tian's mind in an instant.
There were even other people's wives among them.
Damn it...
"Peh... peh... peh..." Chu Tian spat several times, clearing his mind of all those women.
When he looked at the persimmon tree again, he still had a thought!
One fruit would definitely not be enough!
Why not just uproot the whole thing!
Take it back and plant it, perhaps he could harvest more.
That Youth-Preserving Fruit tree grew horizontally from a crevice in the cliff on the opposite side.
To get there, one had to pass through the battlefield, which was too conspicuous. The chance of simply uprooting it was too low.
If he rushed down to join the battle, and these guys sensed they were losing,
they might act to destroy the fruit tree. It seemed there was no good way to stop them.
He knew that these guys from Hurricane City all used area-of-effect attacks.
While they wouldn't harm him much, they could easily shatter that fruit tree.