Shen Anshuang was well aware of the situation. Who would be foolish enough to gather these seemingly random treasures found in such a suspect area? Even the dimmest of minds might sense the trap laid before them.
However, she also recognized that for some, the allure of these riches was enough to drive them to risk their lives in pursuit of a more prosperous existence. Even with the understanding of potential danger, a number of individuals would still seize the chance to acquire them.
Yet, she couldn’t shake the thought of why these individuals appeared so unfazed. Had she misjudged their circumstances, assuming they were impoverished?
Observing Shenlian Yingyue and her companions clad in simple attire made her question her initial assumptions. They wore no extravagant embellishments or costly adornments.
Who were Shenlian Yingyue and her companions? They possessed the remarkable Ethereal Small World, brimming with treasures. Why would they be so uninterested in these new trinkets?
Their choice of modest clothing and lack of ostentation wasn’t due to lack of means; rather, it stemmed from their focus on training in a challenging environment. They were not there to celebrate; thus, what need had they for fancy attire?
Their interest in the treasures found in the cave was contingent upon their mood. Above all, their master needed to concentrate on her training. A moment of impulsiveness leading them to provoke a formidable threat within the ruins could disrupt her practice.
They were content with the riches they had collected throughout the Abyssal Throne Ruin and from the demonic beings inhabiting it. While they appreciated wealth and sparkling treasures, they were not driven by greed.
Little did they know that their cautious considerations were built on a misunderstanding this time around. From the moment Shenlian Yingyue entered the Throne Hall, she had already captured the attention of a significant entity.
These treasures were, in fact, gifts from that very entity!
If Shen Anshuang could hear their inner thoughts, she would have found herself at a loss for words. She believed them to be foolish for turning away from such wealth, unaware that they already possessed it.
Unfortunately, despite her considerable power, she was unable to penetrate their thoughts until they were in close proximity to her throne.
The following day, the rain had ceased. The dampness of the earth testified to the intensity of the prior rainfall. Despite the difficulties of traversing through the muddy terrain, neither Shenlian Yingyue nor her companions voiced any complaints.
On that day, they unexpectedly came across a huge tree. This tree bore the legendary Sunpeach, adorned with one hundred luscious fruits.
The Magic Sunpeach had an extraordinary property; it only produced ten fruits every century. The fruits radiated warmth and were renowned for their ability to restore energy, akin to Spiritual Water.
While this remarkable fruit was a rarity in the universe, it was deceptively easy to cultivate. When planted in areas rich in spiritual energy, it thrived rapidly.
Immortals in the higher realms prized this fruit, using it to replenish their spiritual reserves.
Yet, in the Mortal Realm, it was nearly unheard of, leading mortals to regard it as a mythical treasure, especially given the scarcity of spiritual energy in their world.
From Shen Anshuang’s perspective, no mortal could resist the allure of such a prized fruit. She was certain that these travelers would seize the opportunity to gather these treasures.
However, her smile faltered as she watched in shock as the group only plucked a single fruit from the tree and continued on their journey, leaving the rest behind without a second glance.
Shen Anshuang: "......"


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