Fantasy: Start a Secret Pavilion

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the white-fleshed fruit in Lin Wanyu's hand, their eyes full of disbelief.

Although they didn't know what kind of spiritual fruit the White Flesh Fruit was, just hearing the name Transcendent Realm Spirit Fruit was enough to shock people.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Wanyu picked up the white-fleshed fruit and took a bite. The next second, the scar on her arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And the most important thing is that Lin Wanyu, the white-fleshed fruit, only bit off a small piece of flesh from the tip of the fruit, maybe not even one-twentieth of the whole fruit.

"Tch, I thought it was so amazing. Isn't it just to restore the wound? Ordinary elixirs can also do that."

After seeing the curative effect of this white-fleshed fruit, some people immediately started laughing at it.

But this is normal, after all, it is not difficult to do such a small thing as recovering a wound.

Moreover, Lin Wanyu's wound was not serious. She only needed a healing pill from the spiritual realm to achieve the same effect as that of the white-fleshed fruit.

Even if some powerful people are willing to help, they can use their own spiritual power to forcibly help Lin Wanyu recover from his wounds, and the recovery speed is no less than half a point slower than that of the white-fleshed fruit.

But when a monk on the side who knew a little about spiritual fruits heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

He looked at the speaker with disdain, then sneered.

"Oh, the ignorant are really fearless. They dare to talk nonsense when they don't understand anything!"

When the man heard someone mocking him like this, he was naturally a little unhappy and immediately lowered his face and looked at the other side.

"Am I right? Isn't the function of the fruit just to restore the wound? And even ordinary pills can heal that level of injury!"

"It's a joke. The reason why this white-fleshed fruit only healed Goddess Lin's wounds is because Goddess Lin suffered such injuries, but it doesn't mean that this fruit has only this kind of curative effect."

When everyone heard this, they became even more curious, and they all raised their ears to listen to the man's explanation.

"The white-fleshed fruit became extinct along with the monks in the extraordinary realm three thousand years ago, so I have only read about it in books."

"According to Wan Cao Tu's records, eating white-fleshed fruit can make flesh and bones grow. That is to say, even if a person's body has rotted to the point where only a skeleton is left, as long as the white-fleshed fruit is eaten, the skin and flesh can grow again.

Come to life.”

Hearing what the monk said, everyone looked at the white-fleshed fruit in Lin Wanyu's hand, their eyes full of shock, but some people still didn't want to believe it, so they continued.

"You said it yourself, this white-fleshed fruit became extinct three thousand years ago. How could it still appear in Wuming Country? In my opinion, you probably admitted your mistake. This is not a white-fleshed fruit at all!"

When the man heard that someone was questioning him, he immediately became angry.

Although his cultivation level is not high, he has been learning herbal elixirs from his family elders since he was a child. He knows at least 9,900 of the 10,000 kinds of herbs in the world. How could he be wrong about them.

But before he could refute, a man on the side suddenly spoke first.

"That is indeed a white-fleshed fruit, a spiritual fruit in the extraordinary realm. Although according to records, this kind of spiritual fruit should have disappeared three thousand years ago."

"But in fact, there is still half a pill left in my Medicine King Pavilion, which is exactly the same as the one in Miss Lin's hand."