If he can refine this Blood Bodhi, Wang Ruoxie believes his cultivation will surely recover immediately, and there will also be a significant improvement.
Without hesitation, he directly lifted his steps and walked to the Blood Bodhi, reaching out to pluck it.
The moment Wang Ruoxie picked the Blood Bodhi, the entire branch of the Blood Bodhi instantly withered and eventually turned into a ground full of ashes.
For such a situation, Wang Ruoxie naturally did not feel any surprise.
A Blood Bodhi plant will only produce one fruit, and it can be said that the fruit embodies the essence of the entire plant.
Once the fruit falls or is plucked, the whole Blood Bodhi plant is equivalent to having exhausted its essence and will completely wither and die.
"Whoosh..."
At this moment, suddenly there were sounds slicing through the air.
In the next moment, several figures appeared in front of Wang Ruoxie.
"Wang Ruoxie, it's actually you..."
