"Can this thing be taken away? If it can be transplanted outside, wouldn't we continue harvesting Xuanyuan Immortal Embryo Fruit?"
Chen Nan looked at the fruit tree, which was only as thick as a thigh, and fell into deep thought.
After much consideration, he decided against it; after all, the rarity of the Xuanyuan Immortal Embryo Fruit suggested that its cultivation would be extraordinarily difficult.
Leaving it here might mean that a hundred years later, he'd be able to obtain the Immortal Embryo Fruit again.
At that moment, Zhong Ling ran in, "Master, those vines have all withered!"
Turning back to look at his worried little apprentice, Chen Nan smiled dotingly, "You, why are you so reckless?"
"Hey, I'm just worried about you, Master," Zhong Ling chuckled, "By the way, Master, what exactly are these vines?"
