Yang Dao is an orphan. He does not speak much. He is so introverted that if not for his grades no one would have even known about him. One day it all changed. A red helicopter landed in front of him and a black-haired beauty walked up to him. She spoke in a joyful and emotional voice, "Young Master, this servant finally found you." ... Follow Yang Dao, a boy blessed by the heavens. A guy who was given four familiar spirits by the heavens. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER IMAGE DOES NOT BELONG TO ME.
Yang Dao was sent away, he was being guided by a girl wearing a black and white hanfu. The girl was seemingly eighteen years of age, but her cultivation realm was at the peak of the golden core realm. The boy did not talk much to her and kept looking around with great enthusiasm.
The place was surrounded by lush green grass and trees. They were walking on a pathway covered with tiles. Yang Dao asked, "Senior sister, what are those trees? They look so different."
The girl followed his finger from the corner of her eye and said, "Those are spirit fruit trees, each of them bears fruit once a hundred years. This fruit can enhance the physical strength of a cultivator by two folds. There are hundred such trees in the garden."
Yang Dao was surprised by such a marvelous fruit in existence. He asked, "Since it is just one fruit per year, then I guess there must be some sort of conditions on who will get to eat it, no?"