Yuyan and Qing Feng each held a duck pear with a moving face, and left the summit of Huaguo Mountain to sit in a nearby pavilion, examining the duck pears in their hands.
"Qing Feng, do you think we might have been conned by Immortal Zhenyuan?" Yuyan tossed the duck pear in her hand, "Could this just be an ordinary duck pear, merely bewitched with a spell to have a face?"
Qing Feng shook her head, "Not sure, but at the very least it should still be some kind of immortal fruit, not just an ordinary duck pear."
This duck pear possessed an extremely rich spiritual energy, incomparable to ordinary spirit fruits.
However, its appearance was indeed too ordinary.
If not for the face of a young child, others might really not recognize this thing as an immortal fruit.
"Shall we eat it?"
Yuyan glanced at Zhen Yuanzi, who was circling around the immortal stone, and then looked at the duck pear in her hand, tentatively suggesting.
