Being forced to reenact a story from the Holy Covenant had put Su Zhou in a foul mood. On top of that, he still hadn't eaten dinner, and being hungry made his mood even worse.
'Whatever. I'll eat first and figure things out later.'
In that frame of mind, Su Zhou took a bite of the Wisdom Fruit. The instant he bit down, he opened his mouth and took another.
And just like that, the Wisdom Fruit was gone.
Unlike the Soul and Spiritual Energy Fragments, the Wisdom Fruit was solid, despite appearing to be made of light. As for the texture, following Su Zhou's usual habit of making comparisons, it was like the glutinous rice balls in a sweet osmanthus rice wine soup. The soft, chewy, and sweet sensation radiated a warm Spiritual Light, carrying a fresh fragrance as it settled in his stomach.
Su Zhou closed his eyes, a slight frown on his face.
