Chapter 626: The Outcome of the Iron Tree (Patreon)

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After leaving Lin Hai City, Wang Hong flew east for two hundred miles and landed on a deserted island.

At the highest point of the island, he found a huge rock, flattened it with a sword, then took out a jar of Spirit Wine and some snacks from his Storage Bag, sitting alone on the mountaintop, leisurely enjoying his meal and drink.

The wine was a top-grade Spirit Wine aged in Space for thousands of years, its fragrance drifting for miles. Even the fish and shrimp in the sea gathered around the deserted island, unwilling to leave.

The snacks for drinking were Lotus Root of Ink Jade Spirit Lotus, crisp and refreshing with a faint fragrance.

There were also a plate of pine nuts, a plate of spirit fruit, and a plate of processed four-tier Demonic Beast meat.

Wang Hong had only drunk two cups of Spirit Wine and eaten only a few bites of the food when five rainbow lights flew over and landed on the deserted island.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, what urgent matter brings you here?," Wang Hong asked loudly, lifting his wine cup. Among the five arrivals was Yan Jing, the shopkeeper of the Central State Trading Company whom they had just separated from.

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for us to beat around the bush, you should know what's going on. I don't intend to make things difficult for you. Just tell me where you obtained that Grand Dao Rune magic weapon, and I will let you go," Yan Jing said, hoping to extract some information from Wang Hong. The commotion caused by the magic weapon with the Grand Dao Rune last time was too great. Even a Soul Transformation ancestor became interested in it.

For this reason, a Soul Transformation ancestor from the trading company had been waiting in Lin Hai City for more than ten years. However, the old woman seemed to have disappeared from the world, so he had to leave helplessly.

If he could trace the origin of this magic weapon and find it, he should be able to gain immense benefits from the Soul Transformation ancestor.

"Don't you see the situation clearly yet, Fellow Daoist Yan?" Wang Hong remained seated on the mountaintop, composed.

Suddenly, spiritual power surged in the sea around the deserted island, causing the fish and shrimp around the island to fly into the sky under the impact of this spiritual power.

Ten powerful figures emerged from the surrounding sea, surrounding Yan Jing and the others.

"Kill them all!" Wang Hong remained seated above, issuing a cold command before continuing to drink and eat.

As the ruler of a nation, he didn't need to personally handle everything. If he took everything upon himself, it would not be beneficial for the growth of his subordinates in the long run.

The ten Nascent Soul cultivators received the order and simultaneously wielded their magic weapons, attacking the five individuals.

A battle of ten against five was not difficult, especially since the cultivators of the Great Chu Immortal Nation were always best at coordinating with each other, giving them an advantage in group battles.

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the battle ended perfectly. Yan Jing and the other five Nascent Soul cultivators were all killed, not even leaving behind their Nascent Souls.

At this point, the ten Nascent Soul cultivators had obliterated all traces of the five individuals and handed over all the spoils to Wang Hong.

"Well done, everyone. Here's your reward. This place is not suitable for a long stay. Leave quickly," Wang Hong said, giving each person a Storage Bag as a reward, then collecting the spoils and flying away without looking at them.

The remaining ten people couldn't help but open the Storage Bags to take a look, revealing expressions of ecstasy.

"The Majesty's generosity is always remarkable!"

"The Majesty's mind is beyond our comprehension. Let's leave quickly. Someone will come soon."

The ten rainbow lights disappeared into the sea again, leaving only the pockmarked battlefield from the recent battle on the deserted island, as well as the fish and shrimp still unwilling to leave the area around the island.

Wang Hong circled around the sea for a few rounds to ensure no one was tracking him before suppressing his aura and returning to Qizhou Island.

Back in his cave mansion, he took out the spoils he had just acquired and began to inventory them. The first thing that caught his attention was a ring.

Upon picking it up, he confirmed it was a Storage Ring. Breaking the Divine Sense restriction on it, he found that the space inside was smaller than the one Wang Yi had obtained last time. However, that didn't matter much; he only needed a storage magic weapon to conceal the existence of Space.

The ring contained a considerable amount of wealth. As the manager of the Central State Trading Company, Yan Jing was quite well-off. There were over ten thousand Intermediate-grade Spirit Stones inside, along with many high-tier Spiritual Objects.

In Yan Jing's Storage Ring, there was also a token of peculiar and ancient style, made of an unknown material.

After examining it for a while, Wang Hong couldn't make sense of it, so he stored it away for now.

Aside from the ring, there were also several Storage Bags. The spiritual objects inside these bags seemed much less luxurious compared to those in the ring.

After categorizing the spoils, he stored the important items in his Space and put the rest in the Storage Ring.

He buried all the purchased ore under the Iron Tree. After years of nurturing, using countless spirit ores, the Iron Tree finally blossomed.

At the top of the Iron Tree bloomed a pure black flower, as big as a bowl, with each petal resembling cast iron.

The iron flower had no fragrance, but on its iron thorn-like stamen, there was something resembling pollen.

Now that it had bloomed, Wang Hong felt even more confident in nurturing it.

He was curious to see if the fruits of the Iron Tree, even its flowers, would be as hard as iron. If it bore fruit, it seemed unlikely that anyone would have the dental prowess to bite into it.

For the next period, except for occasionally nurturing the Iron Tree with some spirit ore, Wang Hong spent most of his time cultivating.

A month later, the petals of the Iron Tree fell, leaving behind only an oval fruit the size of a thumb.

Wang Hong tried to scratch it with his nails, confirming its hardness. He felt he wouldn't be able to bite into it anyway.

Realizing this thing was inedible, his anticipation diminished, but he didn't give up nurturing it.

Even if he couldn't bite into it, he could let Wang Yi try. After all, they sword cultivators boasted that their swords could break through anything.

He wondered if they had sharpened their teeth to be as sharp as their swords.

Six months later, the fruit on the Iron Tree had grown into a long, one-foot-long, fist-thick shape, emitting a black light all over.

Wang Hong could feel that this fruit was even harder than before.

A year later, the fruit had grown to three feet long.

Two years later, the fruit had grown to seven feet long and as thick as a thigh, seeming to have stopped growing.

Seeing this, Wang Hong speculated that the fruit should be ripe soon. After such a long time, he could finally obtain a ripe fruit.

So he nurtured it even more diligently. Over the next year, the fruit didn't increase in size, but its color became even darker and glossier.

Finally, one day, as Wang Hong entered his Space to add some spirit ore to the Iron Tree, there was a crisp sound. Looking up, he saw that the huge fruit on the Iron Tree had cracked open.

Crack, crack, crack!

The crack grew wider and wider, revealing the flesh inside.

"Why does this flesh look like a big knife?"

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