The Tree Spirit

The tiger became agitated upon hearing this. "Master, master, do you have an excellent method for us to advance?"

Feng Jiu let out a chuckle before saying slowly, "You will know it as time goes on."

The tiger took Feng Jiu to where the Longevity Tree was growing. "Master, that's the tree." The tiger pointed its paw at the tree in front of them while crouching down to let Feng Jiu off.

Feng Jiu raised her eyes to the three or four-meter-tall tree in front of her. "Does this tree only yield two fruits?" She wondered, noticing only green leaves. She walked up to the area below the tree, where she could still faintly smell the Longevity Fruit's unique fragrance.

Her brows were furrowed. There was no fruit, but the fragrance lingered. It wasn't an ordinary fruit tree at all. However, the tree trunk was damaged, the branches and leaves were sparse, and there were dead branches interspersed among the living branches as if they were dying.