The great battle on Thunderpeal Mountain had subsided some time ago.

Jiang Qing'e, the First Princess, Qin Yue, Zhao Beili, and the others were seated in a tired huddle, recovering as they waited for Li Luo and Lu Ming to emerge.

All of them were in good spirits, because each was clutching a silver Thunderpeal Fruit.

They were gifts from the Thunderpeal Tree after the battle had ended.

A gesture of goodwill, or perhaps an apology for its actions against them from before.

Of course, they had received them gratefully. The Thunderpeal Fruit was one of the reasons why all of them had come to Thunderpeal Mountain.

But after the last close shave with the seeds of corruption inside fake fruits, they were all a little...