With a snap of the fingers, a dark, nut-like fruit was cracked open. The items provided to Earth Immortal disciples were naturally of high quality, and this Black Core Fruit alone was as hard as specialized steel.
Wang Xuan had very strong teeth, capable of crushing the personal weapons of ordinary Earth Immortals and chewing them as if it were nothing. But outsiders were unaware of his strength, as he wasn't one to flaunt it to the world.
Chun Shui packed up many supplies for the trip to the Martial Arts Hall in Southeast Asia, where Wang Xuan would be staying for some time, though the exact duration was unclear.
"Mountain Lord, let Shuishui accompany you! We can take care of your needs; without us sisters, you'd surely feel uncomfortable," Qiushui said coquettishly.
This attitude was something the mature Chun Shui couldn't quite pull off.
