"Hmm."
Returning to his room, Zheng Cheng sat cross-legged in the secret chamber, closing his eyes to restore his spirit, washing away the fatigue of over a month.
Afterward, he took out the Other Shore Flower Crystal.
Taking a deep breath, without any hesitation, he directly crushed the crystal in his hand.
"Crack~"
"Buzz..."
A crisp breaking sound was followed by a faint buzzing noise.
In Zheng Cheng's surprised eyes, streams of pinkish-red mist started to emerge from the crystal, wrapping around his body and slowly penetrating into him.
A phantom of an Other Shore Flower petal abruptly appeared before his eyes.
In his mind, strands of blood-red threads appeared, following his thoughts and spirituality deep into his consciousness.
Where two utterly different Skill Trees intertwined, a crimson fruit suddenly grew.
Germination, growth, blooming, fruition—all in one breath.
An empty fruit appeared there.
