Dragon Cypress was in great spirits, the Dominating Throne skimming low over the Swamp Forest.
Ink Orchid clutched the spider silk bag containing the Soul-Setting Fruit tightly, terrified of any mishap, equally excited and energized, heart racing uncontrollably.
A Divine-Grade Fruit worth five million Source Stones!
Ink Orchid had never eaten something so valuable before—just have to hold out three or four more months, and it'll be ripe to eat in the autumn.
"Dragon Cypress, the Night Fragrance Divine-Given Seed's fruit also ripens this year. Shouldn't we bring it some Divine-Given Remains as a gift on the way?"
"The Night Fragrance Fruit isn't in a hurry to mature."
"I think we really should bring it a present."
"No need. It's not that delicate."
"Oh~ alright then."
Ink Orchid: "The Night Fragrance Divine-Given Seed can help us earn Source Stones too."
Dragon Cypress: "I'll thank it for that."
Ink Orchid: "..."
Cold-hearted, unfeeling, rotten ant~
