With two Earth Spirit Fruits in hand, Luo Tian was completely satisfied, but Jiang Daoyun was so furious he felt like his lungs would explode.
He was a distinguished cultivator at the Half-step Earth Element Realm, ranked thirty-second on the Spirit List. 'How could I lose to some piece of trash at the Eighth Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm?'
'Treacherous! That brat is far too treacherous!'
"Only one Earth Spirit Fruit is left!"
Jiang Daoyun's gaze fell upon the Black Armored Alligator Turtle's back.
He had to get that last Earth Spirit Fruit, no matter what—whether to use it himself or to gift it to Ji Qingrong and win her favor.
However, the most furious one present wasn't Jiang Daoyun, but the Black Armored Alligator Turtle!
The Earth Spirit Fruit Tree only bears a single fruit every five hundred years, making them incomparably precious.
