The spiritual energy contained in the crimson fruit was astonishing, and it seemed like a blazing crimson flame. But when Lin Yun looked at it carefully, he locked his brows together. He had no idea why the two wandering cultivators would come to possess this fruit. Logically speaking, it was more reasonable for this fruit to be with Mo Luo.

“Well, it doesn’t matter. I’ll put it away for now.” Lin Yun took out a box and carefully stored the fruit before putting it in his own ...