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Chapter 657 Ginseng Fruit

After putting away the camera, Jiang Wen leaped up and raced towards the top of the Heavenly King's head, following the strands of hair that hung down.

As he stood on the Heavenly King's earlobe, that hoarse, weathered voice rang in his ears once more.

"Leave...leave..."

"No, come back..."

……

The sound echoed in his ears, becoming louder and louder as Jiang Wen got closer to his head.

"Dead, all dead!"

"Why, why did you have to come back!"

"..."

Even gods die...

Jiang Wen ignored these words; he knew they were merely the lingering echoes of a deity. Hearing such sounds before would have worried him, but now…

Looking at the God-Slaying Whip in his hand, Jiang Wen felt that he could teach this Heavenly King a lesson.

He tapped his head with the God-Slaying Whip and felt a violent tremor beneath his feet.

The incessant noise disappeared without a trace, which gave Jiang Wen a lot of peace and quiet.

Upon seeing the root system of the ginseng fruit tree, his face lit up with joy. He reached out and grabbed a root, immediately feeling a cold, damp aura emanating from it.

Just as it touched Jiang Wen, a dim light flashed across the God-Slaying Whip.

That aura vanished instantly, returning to nothingness.

"Indeed, this God-Slaying Whip can protect the body." Jiang Wen was overjoyed upon seeing this. He had been worried about being corrupted by the Ginseng Fruit Tree, but he did not expect that the God-Slaying Whip could break through the Ginseng Fruit Tree's restrictions.

Grasping the roots, Jiang Wen leaped up the ginseng fruit tree.

This ginseng fruit tree, one of the four legendary innate spiritual roots and immortal fruits, is a unique spiritual object in the world.

The ginseng fruit that grows on this innate spiritual root can grant a person 360 years of life simply by smelling it. If one eats one, one can live forty-seven thousand years. It is truly a creation of heaven and earth.

However, the ginseng fruit tree he was currently seeing was completely different from the one he knew, and he didn't know if it could possess such magic.

After all, eating one can grant you 47,000 years of life, a lifespan that many saints might not even live that long.

Arriving at the tree, I saw this ginseng fruit tree.

Not a single leaf falls from the tree, its branches thick and serpentine. They gather together in dense clusters, resembling countless infants.

At the very top of this tree, a ginseng fruit is crystal clear.

A sweet aroma spread around, and Jiang Wen felt his internal magical power increase slightly just from taking a sniff.

Good heavens, his cultivation is now at its peak, just one step away from reaching the heavens. If it could increase his magical power again, that sniff just now would be equivalent to at least a hundred years of cultivation.

It truly lives up to its name as the ginseng fruit; I wonder if eating it will grant me instant ascension to immortality.

Jiang Wen pondered for a moment, then walked towards the ginseng fruit tree. He struck the area in front of him with his God-Slaying Whip, dispelling the blood mist surrounding the tree trunk.

Then, just a few feet from the tree trunk, he raised the God-Slaying Whip.

"beat!"

With a loud shout, Jiang Wen swung his God-Slaying Whip and struck the ginseng fruit tree.

A series of shattering sounds came from all around, as if something like glass had broken. A beam of green light spread along the ginseng fruit tree, transforming into countless green dots that wandered throughout the tree.

Countless cracking sounds rang out, and the large tree, entangled with white bones, shattered with a deafening roar.

The broken bones fell like snowflakes, continuously spreading to every branch and part of the ginseng fruit tree, until the entire tree was shattered into countless powdery ashes.

Shedding. Change.

Until the last bone vanished, until the entire ginseng fruit tree was devoid of flesh and blood.

As the blue light dissipated like fireflies, a tree no thicker than a thigh appeared before Jiang Wen's eyes.

The ginseng fruit plant stands on the head.

The trunk was not the usual brown of trees, but a lifeless grayish-white. The bark was shriveled and wrinkled, like the skin of a person who had been ill for a long time, covered with fine cracks, and had lost all its luster.

The sparse, weak branches stretch upwards, possessing a certain rustic charm.

The twisted branches subtly conveyed a certain Daoist spirit, but unfortunately, only the shell remains today.

A few leaves hung on the branches, their color a withered yellow tinged with an unhealthy pale green, their edges curled and devoid of any crystalline quality, as if they would wither and fall at any moment.

The whole tree exuded an indescribable sense of haggardness, as if it had just recovered from a serious illness, or as if it was still suffering from a chronic disease.

The legendary ability to live to 360 years old simply by smelling it has long since vanished with the passage of time. Only a nearly withered skeleton remains, silently telling the sorrowful story of spiritual decay.

Only on the tree canopy, the solidified ginseng fruit remains unchanged.

However, compared to its previous appearance, this ginseng fruit seemed to have a greater sense of vitality.

Looking at the ginseng fruit tree before him, Jiang Wen felt that this was its original form. Perhaps it was the deity who slew the Heavenly King of Growth who did it on purpose, planting this spiritual object, which originally belonged to the innate spiritual root, here, making it into that strange appearance.

Now that the shackles have been broken by the God-Slaying Whip, the Ginseng Fruit Tree has been restored. The rich vitality emanating from its withered yellow leaves is enough to allow a dying person to live a healthy life for another hundred years.

"Ginseng fruit tree, you've suffered a lot." Jiang Wen stroked the trunk, feeling the ginseng fruit tree tremble. It seemed to be responding to Jiang Wen's words, telling him about those painful days.

"If only Ziyun were here, she would definitely be able to understand what this ginseng fruit tree is saying," Jiang Wen thought to himself.

He stood there for a long time until the ginseng fruit tree stopped shaking.

After calming the injured innate spiritual root, he prepared to take the ginseng fruit from the tree.

Before he could do anything, a ginseng fruit hung down from a tree branch.

The ginseng fruit was right in front of Jiang Wen, and he could easily reach out and pluck this treasure.

"Your Excellency, may I...?" Jiang Su was extremely excited within her divine sea. Her cool face could not hide her longing, and her eyes were fixed on the ginseng fruit.

"May I have this ginseng fruit, Venerable One?"

Jiang Su's voice held a hint of pleading, which surprised Jiang Wen.

After all, they were originally one, and he knew her temperament. He felt it would be difficult for him to plead with himself in a low voice. Besides, Jiang Su was always aloof and rarely acted this way. Although she addressed him as "venerable one," their interactions were merely those of ordinary friends.

Jiang Wen looked at the ginseng fruit in front of him, knowing that it was very important to Jiang Su.

"Do you want it?" Jiang Wen asked.

"Yes." Jiang Su nodded seriously. "If I can rebuild my physical body, I will repay this great kindness."

"What talk of repaying great kindness? You and I are the same person," Jiang Wen laughed. "It's just a ginseng fruit, what's wrong with giving it to you?"

Jiang Wen was very generous and did not feel regretful about losing a ginseng fruit.

For him, treasures were always possible, even something as unique as this. He had promised Jiang Su that he would help her rebuild her physical body whenever the opportunity arose. Then, she would no longer be confined to the Divine Sea and would be able to roam freely in the world.

"..." Jiang Su remained silent for a long time after hearing his words. She knew how precious this ginseng fruit was, and if Jiang Wen were to consume it, it would undoubtedly bring him immense benefits. It wasn't impossible for him to even ascend to immortality with it.

Even such a treasure, he gave up without hesitation. Perhaps, he was just like himself, always having been this kind of person.

Words cannot express it, Jiang Su said to Jiang Wen with utmost sincerity.

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)