"Mr. Mu, these...these Celestial Demon Blood Fruits, each weighing tens of thousands of pounds, if eaten and fully digested here, it would take at least several hundred days! Swallowing them whole would waste the Immortal World's First Spirit Fruit—an utter waste of such a precious treasure!"
"Why not put these Celestial Demon Blood Fruits into the Golden Patterned Ghost Frog Pouch, leave the Blood-colored Mist Forbidden Land, and find a safe place, like returning to the Spirit Mountain of the Qilin Race or your Luo Water Immortal Sect's territory, to consume them in peace!"
The Third Elder of the Ba Xia Race, seeing that Lin Xuankong wasn't being fooled, became a bit anxious, showing a concerned expression and continuously persuading him.
Lin Xuankong, however, wasn't concerned with such matters right now,
