The White Jade Holy Tree could produce one White Jade Sacred Fruit per day. This rapid fruiting also came at a great cost, as it had nearly drained all the surrounding Spiritual Qi dry.
If it continued its absorption, all the Spiritual Power on Taiheng Mountain would be drained completely, and all the plants on the mountain would wither.
The White Jade Holy Tree, which had cost Shu Feng ten million Source Energy to induce its mutation, was just that domineering and terrifying.
Shu Feng stored the White Jade Holy Tree in his Base Space, and with a slight flicker of his body, he vanished.
「In a pavilion at the Beiling Zhu Clan Headquarters.」
"Shu Feng, what did you want to see me about?"
Zhu Yan quietly took a sip of Spirit Tea and glanced at Shu Feng, a look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
