An Old Friend

The tree stood a hundred thousand feet tall, with its tree crown reaching a height of a hundred feet. 

The most precious part of it was the centurion crown on its head—the Hundred Generation Immortal Spirit Fruit!

Consuming this fruit would transform a mortal, allowing them to shed their old body and attain immortality, reaching the great fulfillment of the immortal supreme level within ten thousand years. 

For an immortal, it would elevate them to the immortal king realm within a year. 

Such a treasure was exceptionally rare, even in the immortal realm.

Braydon Neal had come specifically for this item. 

The Hundred Generation Fruit could significantly boost one's cultivation.

"In this life, I'll give you a chance to transcend. What do you say?" Braydon asked with a faint smile.

"Really?" The old tree sounded excited.

"Why would I lie to you?" Braydon responded with a reassuring smile.