It was the Concentrating Spirit Fruit Tree!
Chen Nan was extremely excited. After passing so many tests, he finally saw the Concentrating Spirit Fruit Tree.
Taking large strides, Chen Nan quickly rushed towards the spirit concentrating fruit tree.
But!
When he got closer, he realized that there was not even a single fruit on the three trees. There were only three flower buds, one on each tree.
"This …"
Chen Nan was stunned for a moment.
He was here to pick the Concentrating Spirit Fruit, but the tree had just bloomed and the fruit had yet to bear fruit. What should he do?
Seeing Chen Nan standing there in a daze, the Black-haired Pheasant pounced on him. "Kid, what's wrong?"
Chen Nan pointed at the flower buds on the three trees without saying a word.
"Damn, it hasn't grown yet!"
The Black-haired Pheasant was stunned. It had just bloomed. How long would he have to wait for it to grow?
Chen Nan was extremely anxious. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind as he recalled something.
Previously, at the bottom of the cliff, Xuan Tianji had told him that the Concentrating Spirit Fruit was a spiritual elixir. It had to be watered with the blood of a true lover for it to bear fruit. This was also the reason why he had to pick it up personally.
"I'm confused!"
Chen Nan took out a long sword and made a cut on his palm. Immediately, blood flowed out quickly.
Thinking of Su Qingqing, Chen Nan poured his blood on one of the Concentrating Spirit Fruit Trees. Instantly, the flower bud glowed brightly. White light was emitted and the flower bud bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, all the petals fell. A heart-shaped fruit appeared in front of him. It was crystal clear and was only the size of a soybean.
Chen Nan knew that it had just borne fruit. He had to wait for the fruit to fully mature before he could pick it.
Hence, he channeled his inner energy and forced his blood to flow out from his wound. He poured it on the Concentrating Spirit Fruit Tree.
As Chen Nan's blood dripped down, the Concentrating Mind Fruit Tree shone brightly. The Concentrating Mind Fruit Tree grew even faster. In just two minutes, it grew to the size of a thumb. However, due to the excessive blood loss, Chen Nan's face was already pale.
The originally crystal-clear Concentrating Fruit now had traces of blood-red color after being watered with blood. That was the essence of Chen Nan's blood.
"Brat, do you want to die? Stop!"
The Black-haired Pheasant wanted to stop Chen Nan from bleeding profusely. His face was pale like never before. However, Chen Nan's cultivation level was higher than his. No matter how hard the Black-haired Pheasant tried, he could not move Chen Nan at all.
Chen Nan gritted his teeth and insisted, "As long as I can make the fruit ripen, I don't mind bleeding a little."
"Are you a pig? Even if you bleed all your blood and lose your life, you can't make it ripen in one go. You can only do it slowly, "the Black-haired Pheasant shouted. However, just as it finished speaking, Chen Nan fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.
"Brat, you're committing a sin!"
The Black-haired Pheasant kept scolding him. It knocked its head against Chen Nan's body a few times and sealed his acupoints to stop the bleeding. Then, it used its inner energy to refine the spiritual medicine into a liquid and fed it to him.
"Damn it, how did humans produce such a retard like you? Do you really think that your blood is free? If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have accompanied you here. I should have left you to fend for yourself. Now, you're asking me to take care of you. Damn it, I'm so angry."
The Black-haired Pheasant kept pacing back and forth. It pointed its wings at Chen Nan's nose and scolded him. It looked very comical.
Chen Nan was unconscious for three whole days.
Three days later, Chen Nan slowly woke up at noon. The sun was shining brightly in the sky.
In these three days, the Black-haired Pheasant kept feeding him water and refining spiritual medicine. However, excessive blood loss was different from normal injuries. It was difficult to recover in a short period of time.
Chen Nan shook his groggy head and stood up. "Damn it, how long have I been asleep?"
"Three days. Damn it, I'm so tired." The Black-haired Pheasant was depressed. It said angrily, "You should rest for a while. This Concentrating Spiritual Fruit won't ripen so easily."
Looking at the thumb-sized fruit, Chen Nan nodded.
Since he couldn't bleed again in a short period of time, Chen Nan practiced martial arts to speed up his recovery. He went outside to cut down some trees and built a straw hut in the Concentrating Spiritual Fruit Garden. He guarded it day and night, just in case.
Half a month later, Chen Nan felt that his body had more or less recovered. Hence, he let his blood out again to water the fruit.
With the lesson of fainting last time, he knew his limits this time. When he reached the limit of what his body could bear, he stopped. The thumb-sized Spirit-congealing Fruit had grown to twice its original size.
He tore off a piece of Ganoderma lucidum and threw it into his mouth. After that, Chen Nan sat down to meditate and cultivate.
During this period of time, he was more hardworking than ever before. While cultivating, not only did it strengthen his body, but it also helped to speed up the recovery of his lost blood.
From then on, Chen Nan let his blood out once every two weeks.
After he let his blood out three more times, the Concentrating Spiritual Fruit finally ripened. It grew into a heart-shaped fruit the size of a ping pong ball. It was crystal clear and had a faint red color.
Although it was watered with blood, the fruit emitted a mesmerizing fragrance. It didn't smell of blood at all.
After plucking the fruit, Chen Nan counted with his fingers.
It had been more than three months since he left home.
Back then, it took him more than half a month to practice swordsmanship in the forest. After coming to the Concentrating Spiritual Fruit Orchard, it took him two and a half months to pluck the Concentrating Spiritual Fruit. It had been three months and five days since then.
It was supposed to be winter. Now, it was spring and flowers were blooming.
After Chen Nan took some spirit medicine, he ignored the lack of Qi and blood in his body and walked out with the Black-haired Pheasant.
After returning to Famous Herb Villa, the Black-haired Pheasant's old friend told Chen Nan that the so-called fifth test was to test his true feelings. It was to see if he was willing to use his blood to water the Concentrating Spiritual Fruit Tree.
Since the Concentrating Spiritual Fruit was a magical medicine, the fruit tree was sentient. If he did not use his true feelings, the buds would never bloom and bear fruit. Even if he waited for hundreds of years, there would not be any changes.
Under the guidance of the old man, Chen Nan went to meet the villa master of Famous Herb Villa.
After expressing his gratitude, Chen Nan took his leave. He could not wait to go home and see how his little girl was doing.
When he was going down the mountain, the Black-haired Pheasant said, "Kid, do you think that Gongsun girl is still waiting for you at the foot of the mountain?"
Chen Nan shook his head and said, "It's been more than three months. She must have left."
"I'm willing to bet that she hasn't left yet. She's definitely still waiting for you like an idiot." The Black-haired Pheasant said confidently.
Chen Nan shrugged and ran down the mountain in large strides.
When he reached the foot of the mountain, Chen Nan saw that someone had built a straw hut not far from the mountain gate. Subconsciously, he thought of Gongsun Yudie. She should be waiting for him here, right?
As Chen Nan was pondering, the two youths who were guarding the mountain gate walked over to him. "Brother Chen, the young lady who came with you earlier has already been brought back by the people of her sect. Before she left, she asked me to pass on a message to you."
(Thanks to Cherry for the tip.)
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