"This fruit has a weird color… I don't think I've ever seen one like this before. Just where did you find it, Xiao Mo?" Wen Ran turned the strange fruit over in his hand, his brows furrowing slightly. Its skin was smooth and cool to the touch, glowing faintly under the sunlight. It was sky-blue, almost unnaturally so, and speckled with tiny golden dots that shimmered like stardust.
As he brought it closer to his nose, a soft, sweet aroma tickled his senses. It wasn't like any fruit he had smelled before—more refined, almost ethereal. The moment he inhaled it, a light tremble passed through his chest. His soul stirred ever so slightly, as if awakened by the scent.
"This... it's either soul-nourishing or spirit-purifying," he muttered to himself. "Either way, it's a treasure. If I eat this, I might even break through to the next circle of the Spirit Refinement stage."
