“It must be the effect of that saint fruit!” Lin Xun’s speculation amazed even himself. 

He just sat there overnight, bathing in the divine brilliance radiating from the saint fruit, but his cultivation soared to the perfect level of the upper Heaven Ascension Stage. It was too unbelievable.

“What kind of miraculous effect would the saint fruit have if I had consumed it?”

Soon, he took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it.

Everything that happened last night seemed too absurd and unreal, like a dream. But, in the end, it saved him from a catastrophe!

Mu Lingfeng had died, and Jin Duzhen and Cang Lanxue had also died. But it was a blessing in disguise for him. Not only did he hear secrets about the Saint Path, but his cultivation was also further transformed by a lucky coincidence!

“I wonder what the golden cicada’s background is. Why is it hibernating in the Mulberry Woodland? Also, the blood-red moth and the white cicada have both set foot into the Saint Stage, so why are they staying around there?”

He didn’t know, but he was sure...