Chapter 745 - The Sunberry Demons, Origins Fruit
writer:Kinoshita Nakui      update:2022-08-17 16:07
  Li Nianfan noticed what they were looking at, smiled, and said, “Little Daji brought this ornament back for me. Isn’t it interesting? It’s a shame there’s only one.”


  ‘Ornament?’ Cultivator Junjun and Yang Jing silently withdrew their gazes from the snow globe and their hands were trembling slightly. ‘How powerful does one have to be to see Heaven as only an ornament?’


  “Little Daji, prepare some afternoon tea for Cultivator Junjun and Yang Jing,” said Li Nianfan. Not long after, sumptuous afternoon tea was served on the table.

  There was chilled yogurt, fruit platters, strawberry-flavored tiramisu, and osmanthus cake. All these were perfect for a hot afternoon as they had the effect of dispelling fatigue. Not to mention that eating these would instantly uplift one’s mood.

  Cultivator Junjun and Yang Jing were somewhat surprised and polite at first, but soon, they were immersed in the sweet delicacies. They took a bite of the cake and took a sip of the yogurt and instantly felt contentment washing over them. They would give anything to live out the rest of their lives peacefully and enjoy good food in the four-part architecture.

  Unbeknownst to them, there was a layer of milk around their mouths, and Cultivator Junjun’s beard was also stained, making them seem devoid of the majesty an Immortal should have.

  After finishing their afternoon tea, Cultivator Junjun and Yang Jing chatted with Li Nianfan for a while. They talked about the general trends in the development in the Area of the Gods and the Heavenly Palace. They also talked about the status quo of the major sects. After their discussion, they stood up and left respectfully.

  Outside, Yang Jing could not hold back his puzzlement anymore, so he asked, “Cultivator Junjun, didn’t we come here to ask the expert for some solutions? How come it never came up in the conversation?”


  Cultivator Junjun shook his head, smiled, and said, “It looks like you weren’t listening.”


  “What do you mean?” asked Yang Jing quizzically.

  “The expert seemed to say nothing, but in fact, he said everything.” Cultivator Junjun’s expression was a little dignified, and at the same time, self-blame was revealed in his eyes. He said, “As soon as we entered the place, the expert said he was tired of eating the fruits in his backyard. This was his way of saying that we haven’t brought him any new fruits in a long while.”


  Yang Jing’s face showed a stunned look. Then, he angrily said, “There will naturally be new fruits now that all dimensions are connected, but we actually forgot to find them for him. We’ve committed a really big mistake!”


  “The expert also said that it was a pity that there was only one snow globe so he was actually hinting us to capture Heaven!” said Cultivator Junjun.

  “I get it now.” Yang Jing nodded. “The expert was saying in a roundabout way that we should go to the other dimensions and get rid of the forces contaminated by Heaven! It’s just that I’m afraid that we’re no match for them.”


  Cultivator Junjun furrowed his brows in deep thought. Then, his eyes fell on Jiang Liu and the Elite King who were each chopping wood and shoveling manure at this time. He rushed up to them excitedly and said, “The expert wants some new fruit and for us to capture Heaven from the other dimensions.”


  Hearing this, both Jiang Liu’s and the Elite King’s faces became serious.

  “We must fulfill his wishes!” said Jiang Liu.

  The Elite King nodded and said, “Jiang Liu, you go with the Heavenly Palace people. I can’t leave my post. Call me if you need help and I’ll see what I can do.”


  “Okay!” Jiang Liu nodded and followed Cultivator Junjun and Yang Jing to the Heavenly Palace.

  Back at the Heavenly Palace, Lord Angel, War Angel, and the others were waiting for them.

  “What did the expert say?” asked Lord Angel in a rushed tone.

  “The expert wants us to go on a crusade!” said Yang Jing.

  “I’m willing to lead the charge!” said Lord Angel bravely.

  Nowadays, the fourth dimension could be said to be riddled with holes. The demons were rampant and the Origins were being extracted non-stop. Day after day, the fourth dimension continued to deteriorate, so it was only natural that Lord Angel was anxious about the state of affairs in the fourth dimension.

  Cultivator Junjun gave Lord Angel a look that said he should calm down, and then explained what the expert had said in detail.

  “Fruits?” Lord Angel was taken aback for a moment, and then he said without hesitation, “I know of a fruit in the fourth dimension which has been contaminated by the unknown gray mist. This caused it to undergo mutation, making it a force to be reckoned with.”


  The eyes of the Heavenly Palace people suddenly brightened. “We need to get our hands on that fruit!”


  “Time is of the essence. You can tell us more about the fruit on our way there!” said Yang Jing.

  Along the way, through Lord Angel’s recount, everyone finally knew the origin of this fruit. The fruit was called sunberry, and its grade was almost the same as the flat peach. It was not a top-level Spiritual Root. However, the reason Lord Angel was impressed by it was that it was the only Spiritual Root around the area that was contaminated by the unknown gray mist. That was not all—to have a bite of the fruit, many strong fighters had taken refuge with the Sunberry Clan, making their clan stronger than ever.

  Meanwhile, in the fourth dimension, the Sunberry Clan was holding a banquet. The forces of all parties had risen, especially the forces of the unknown gray mist. Their strengths had advanced by leaps and bounds because they could absorb the Origins of a dimension, and more and more disciples had come to take refuge.

  The Sunberry Clan used their sunberries as prizes to attract disciples and skilled fighters from all dimensions while the monks came for the Origins of Dimensions. At this time, a withered old man with tree roots for hair was at the forefront of the banquet. In a booming voice, he began to announce the seating arrangement. “Thank you all for coming. The second-step Wisdom Elites in the first table will each get one sunberry! The first-step Wisdom Elites in the second table will also each get a sunberry if they join the Sunberry Clan!

  “Those in the Heavenly Realm, please, sit further back and you may all get one bite of the sunberry if you join the SunberryClan! As for the rest of you who don’t fall into any of the cultivation levels, you may all take a sniff of the sunberry!”


  At the forefront sat two old men, one was wearing a purple robe and a crown-jaded hat, looking extremely majestic, and the other was wearing a white robe, his white hair fluttering and exuding an aura only he could possess.

  “That’s Ziyang Elite over there. He’s a true second-step Wisdom Elite. I never expected him to be here.”


  “The other is Lingyu Elite. He’s also a second-step Wisdom Elite. He was the strongest solitary cultivator in the fourth dimension. He’s always kept his tracks well hidden so he must be planning to join the Sunberry Clan if he showed himself here.”


  “There’s no getting away with affiliating oneself with another now that all the powerhouses have been established. The weak shall die and the strong shall rule.”


  “Yeah! Rumor has it that another two second-step Wisdom Elites was produced after the Wang family passed on the method of Origins Cultivation.”


  “Gah! I’m so jealous! The Origins are precious on account of their limited quantity. I must make sure to get my hands on them before they’re all gone.”


  “I just need one sunberry to break through to the realm of a Wisdom Elite!”


  Everyone’s eyes were filled with anticipation and longing as they discussed amongst themselves.

  At this time, Cultivator Junjun and the others had also arrived at the Sunberry Clan’s banquet. This time, the group was only made up of Cultivator Junjun, Jiang Liu, Lord Angel, War Angel, Yang Jing, and Xiao Chengfeng. Even so, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

  A local inhabitant of the fourth dimension instantly recognized Lord Angel and his face revealed the shock at seeing him there.

  “Lord Angel’s here, too! He was one of the pinnacle fighters in the previous fourth dimension.”


  “The angel’s palace was so majestic. It’s a shame it was turned into dust overnight.”


  “Is Lord Angel planning to join the Sunberry Clan, too?”


  “His friends’ auras are so overbearing! They must be as powerful as him!”


  Lord Angel ignored them all and sat down irreverently at the first table. Amongst them, only he and Jiang Liu were second-step Wisdom Elites, but the others did not care and sat down at the first table as well.

  The tree-root old man’s eyes flashed and in a hoarse voice, he asked, “May I know where you all came from?”


  “Seventh dimension, the Area of the Gods,” answered Yang Jing evenly.

  The tree-root old man’s breath suddenly stopped. He then smiled and said, “Ah, okay, You’re qualified to sit at the first table then.”


  Some of the guests were looking at them in awe and those who had heard the weirdness in the seventh dimension did not find this surprising at all.

  “I heard that there’s a really powerful figure backing the seventh dimension, do you know who he is?” asked the tree-root old man.

  “Yes, of course.” Yang Jing smiled and then said, “But you’re not qualified to know who he is!”


  The tree-root old man was not angered by this. Instead, he calmly said, “Please, wait here while I go get the sunberries for you all.”


  Then, he got up and went to the back garden.

  Xiao Chengfeng smirked and said, “I thought he’d flip the tables at us. I was even prepared to draw out my sword. Ha! But it turns out he’s nothing but a coward.”


  “Don’t act rashly. Let’s try the sunberry before deciding what to do,” said Cultivator Junjun evenly.

  The back garden would have looked like a fairyland if it were not for the wisps of unknown gray mist flowing around. Rows of trees made up the sunberry forest, and each tree was groaning under the weight of the sunberries hanging on them.

  The branches of these trees were shaking. Some of them had transformed into human figures, and some sported human faces on their trunks. It was obvious they had all turned into demons.

  An old man with green leaves on his head was standing in front of a star fruit tree, his eyes gleaming with majestic light. He said coldly, “I’ve applied the power of God to your roots, so why aren’t you absorbing it? You won’t be able to grow sunberries containing the power of Origins if you don’t absorb it!”


  The slender sunberry tree was not very old. She swayed her branches and said, “Grandpa, we should not absorb the Origins for the fourth dimension. The fourth dimension gave birth to us, and it’ll be destroyed if we take its Origins. I don’t want to commit a sin of ingratitude.”


  “Nonsense! Are you really going to throw away your future just like this? Today, you must accept the baptism of God’s power!” he shouted violently. Then, his pupils became gray with mist swirling out of them. It was a very odd thing to see.

  He was about to attack when the tree-root old man came over and said to him, “Chief, a bunch of Wisdom Elites came from the seventh dimension and it seems like they know a lot of the secrets hidden in the seventh dimension!”


  The Sunberry Chief’s eye flashed and he stopped what he was doing. “Did they tell you anything?”


  “Nothing, whatsoever. They said I’m not qualified to know and I was scared of getting on their bad side, so I forced myself not to get angry.”


  “Well done.” The Sunberry Chief nodded approvingly and then said sinisterly, “We must get them to divulge everything since they have so graciously served themselves up on a golden platter for us!”


  He spread his fingers wide and his entire arm instantly turned into a branch on which sunberries began to grow rapidly! Then, he took these sunberries and headed to the banquet. Before he left, he said, “Hold down her roots! She must absorb the power of God today!”


  Suddenly, the other sunberry trees moved and within the earth, the roots of the trees moved like tentacles, suppressing the young sunberry tree and letting the unknown gray mist erode it.

  “What are you doing? No! I don’t want that dirty thing to touch me. Let me go! You’re all mad! You’re no family of mine!”


  The Sunberry Chief immediately went over to Yang Jing’s table as soon as he was back at the banquet. “It’s an honor for me to have distinguished guests such as yourself here,” he said with a smile.

  With a wave of his hand, the sunberries flew out immediately, floating in the void, bathed in waves of visions. These sunberries were oval, brown, and rough all over. It first needed to be peeled before it could be eaten.

  “I can feel the Origins aura!”


  “This is so awesome! The Sunberry Clan can absorb the Origins of the fourth dimension and bear fruit containing it. It must be the most outstanding Spiritual Fruit in all of the seven dimensions!”


  “It’s a shame that I can only get a sniff of it.”


  “Chief, I’m willing to join the Sunberry Clan in return for a sunberry!”


  “From today onward, I pledge my allegiance to the Sunberry Clan!”


  Many Heavenly Realm fighters and Wisdom Elites chose to join the Sunberry Clan on the spot and the Sunberry Chief did not disappoint them. With a casual wave of his hand, the sunberries fell right into their hands. Seeing this, more and more monks chose to join.

  “Chief, are there any for us?” asked Yang Jing.

  “You’re my distinguished guests and you’ve come a long way. I wouldn’t be a good host if I didn’t save some for you all.” The Sunberry Chief laughed, waved his hand, and placed the sunberry in front of the Heavenly Palace people.

  He took the opportunity to ask, “I heard that you all came from the seventh dimension and that you know some of the secrets there. I’m very curious about the seventh dimension. Can you tell me the details?”


  Yang Jian shook his head. “No. How many times do you want me to say it? You aren’t qualified to know!”


  Xiao Chengfeng waved his hand impatiently and then said, “Didn’t your mother teach you to give and expect nothing in return?”