Path of Alchemy Mastery
Chapter 148 - 150: Eating Fruit and Gaining a Son

Chapter 148: Chapter 150: Eating Fruit and Gaining a Son

The Spirit Fruit feast officially began amidst Mu Can’s anticipation.

First was a dance performed by a group of tree people, a team of them lightly plucking their own branches, producing wonderful sounds of music, which seemed to emanate from the deepest depths of nature. These sounds cleansed Mu Can’s soul, making him feel as if his body had become ethereal.

As the music started, the tree people danced gracefully along with the ups and downs of the tunes. Their innate talent for dance was astonishing; their seemingly sturdy trunks were as flexible as the branches on their bodies, bending and even flipping with incredible agility.

"The Tree People originally lived on the brink of decay in a realm, and it was only after being saved by the exalted High Sky that they could live freely here. Each Tree Person has a Tree Heart in their body, which, if consumed by a cultivator, considerably slows down the cultivator’s aging. This is also why Tree People cannot survive outside," Luo Ding said to Mu Can, watching the Tree People dance as one with nature.

"High Sky?" If Mu Can wasn’t mistaken, this High Sky was very likely to be the Great Power who created the Death Space.

"High Sky is the savior of the entire Tree People tribe and the creator of this vast land. His mind is as broad as the sky and his cultivation as unfathomable as the ocean. He always wears a warm smile like the gentle sunshine of early spring. It was he who brought the Tree People here and saved them from extinction," Luo Ding said reverently.

"High Sky is the builder of the Death Space and the Death Maze." As a survivor, Poor Tiger was fortunate enough to have seen a vision of High Sky, and it was because of that vision that Poor Tiger has the life he has today.

Listening to Luo Ding’s description, Mu Can couldn’t help but aspire towards such power, where one’s anger could roar like rivers and mountains, and a mere wave of the hand could open the heavens and earth. Even Purple Cloud could not imagine such a level of power.

"I wonder how High Sky compares in strength to my nominal master and grandmaster." His master created the Reincarnation Pearl, and within it hid the Nine Layered World. Even now, at the peak of Martial King, he had only unlocked two layers, the remaining seven veiled in mystery, a feat seemingly no weaker than that of High Sky.

"Someday, I too will attain such cultivation." Having seen a broader sky, Mu Can’s goal was no longer just to ascend to the Immortal World. What he aimed for was to be the strongest in the Three Realms, to take control of the Dragon Realm, to reach the same level as his nominal master.

As the dance ended, the banquet officially started. Plates of various colored Spirit Fruits were gently brought in by a group of petite tree people, the younger generation among the Tree People. Mu Can gently touched one of the small tree people’s branches, which felt not much different from ordinary tree branches, except for a bursting life force.

"This must be the effect of the Tree Heart," Mu Can speculated.

Regardless, it’s their greatest fortune that the Tree People can reproduce and thrive here now, free from blame, with the treasure of their existence.

Mu Can picked up a bright red fruit, and just as he was about to bite into it, he heard the fruit in his hand cry out tragically.

"Don’t eat me, don’t eat me."

The fruit in his hand was actually screaming out loud with a mouth.

This shout startled Mu Can too, and had his mental fortitude not been strong, he might have thrown the fruit away. "How can I eat this? It has life, doesn’t it?" If it were just eating fruit, Mu Can would have joyfully devoured these Spirit Fruits, but now that the fruit in his hand had its own thoughts, he couldn’t bring himself to eat it.

Seeing Mu Can’s reaction, Luo Ding burst into robust laughter, and Poor Tiger also looked at Mu Can with a smiling face.

"Are these still fruits if they can talk?" Mu Can was determined not to eat no matter what, comparing it to eating a small life.

"Don’t worry, eat it. This type of fruit is called the Fate Fruit; its life actually resides in the seed. By eating the flesh, you allow it to grow. It was just teasing you earlier," Poor Tiger said with a smile, shaking his head.

"Hehehehe. Did I scare you?"

Mu Can’s Luo fruit also burst into loud laughter, just like a mischievous child who succeeded in their prank.

"Damn it, you actually tricked me." Mu Can held the Luo fruit up to his face, pretending to glare at it fiercely.

Looking at the Luo fruit in his hand, Mu Can was surprised to discover that the fruit seemed to really have life, with a tiny face on the surface of the fruit; the words from before had come from the mouth of this Spirit Fruit.

"No, no, I was just scaring you a bit. Please help me be ’born’ now." The Luo fruit seemed to sense that although Mu Can looked fierce, he had no real malice.

"How can I help you be born?" Mu Can, who had never encountered a fruit that could communicate, chatted enthusiastically with the Luo fruit.

"How did someone as dumb as you get to the Holy Land?" The Luo fruit looked at Mu Can with a smug expression.

Mu Can’s face flushed, feeling slighted by a mere fruit.

"Just eat it. Once you eat it, it will be ’born’." Qiong Hu quickly interjected to help Mu Can out of his awkward situation.

"I’m really going to eat you now, don’t you cry out in pain," Mu Can said to the Luo fruit.

"I can’t wait anymore, stop your yapping."

The face on the Luo fruit disappeared, and the fruit returned to its normal appearance as a Spirit Fruit.

Since it was edible, Mu Can quickly ate the Luo fruit, leaving only the round seed in his hand.

"This fruit, so sweet." Juice splattered everywhere. Unlike any fruit Mu Can had tasted before, not only was it delicious, but the Luo fruit also contained a fragrant life energy that refreshed Mu Can completely.

"Of course it’s tasty. Not everyone gets to eat this kind of Spirit Fruit," Qiong Hu said with a mysterious expression.

"Why?" Mu Can held the seed, unsure of what to do next.

"Dummy daddy, dummy daddy." The voice of a child came from inside the seed, exactly the same as the Luo fruit’s voice earlier.

Mu Can jumped in surprise.

"Why are you calling that? I’m not married, how could I be your father?"

"You helped me be ’born,’ so you are my daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy." The seed kept calling persistently.

"Oh no, I’ve got a problem now; how did eating a fruit result in getting a son?" Looking at the seed in his hand, Mu Can felt a headache coming on.