"Is there really a golden cicada fruit?" Ning Cheng's tone became somewhat excited.
He didn't want to head to the center of Lan Sha Island, not because he looked down on the golden cicada fruit, but because he knew that it would be useless for him to go. His cultivation level was too low; going there would mean that he couldn't stand a chance at getting the golden cicada fruit. Besides, he also doubted whether the golden cicada fruit truly existed.
Looking at the people who came out of Ming Xin Academy, the one with the weakest cultivation was at Gathering Qi Level 6. What did he have that could possibly be used to compete with others for the golden cicada fruit?
"That's not right, An Yi. Isn't today not yet the fifteenth? How could there be the scent of golden cicada fruit? Could it be that the monk was deceiving us?" Ning Cheng immediately remembered that the monk had said they could only enter the formation on the fifteenth.
