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However, Mingyue finally gave up, as he had lost all patience with the bald monk in front of him, no matter how annoying he looked. They were only staying for one night, so he might as well get it over with and send them on their way... Out of sight, out of mind!

At that moment, the bald monk spoke again, "I won't eat this one; I'll give it to my disciples to share. Although it doesn't taste very good, it's quite juicy and quenches thirst... "

Mingyue was about to lose his temper, but then he had a sudden idea and said with a smile, "In that case, there's no need for the elder to make the trip, I can deliver it on my way."

Tang Sanzang repeatedly expressed his thanks, "Thank you so much."

Mingyue grinned, holding the remaining ginseng fruit, bid farewell, and left.

Once outside the room, Mingyue went straight to his own room.

After entering, he closed the door tightly, and Mingyue pulled Qingfeng aside.

Qingfeng, puzzled, asked, "Mingyue, why did you bring the ginseng fruit back again?"

Mingyue huffed, "That bumpkin from the Eastern Lands doesn't know the real value, treating our ginseng fruit as mere thirst-quenching wild fruit. He wasn't grateful at all and even spoke dismissively, showing disdain. He wanted us to give this remaining fruit to his foolish disciples to eat... Hmph, what merits do those disciples have to deserve such an immortal fruit?"

Qingfeng frowned, "But if they ask about it, what should we say?"

Mingyue dismissively replied, "If they don't ask, then fine. If they do ask, we'll just say the fruit fell on the ground during the journey and spoiled. At worst, we can refund them a small amount of money!"

Qingfeng nodded slightly, "That's a plan. So, what about the ginseng fruit?"

Mingyue smiled, "Naturally, you and I will enjoy it!"

Qingfeng laughed heartily, "Exactly, exactly, such an immortal elixir should be enjoyed by people like us. Those monks from the land are so ugly, and even their brains aren't smart. It was a mistake for their parents to have given birth to them... Such people don't deserve our fruit!"

Mingyue also laughed, "A bunch of clueless country bumpkins, how could they recognize such a treasure?

Originally, the master wanted to give them a chance, but alas, they don't deserve it. Today you and I eat it, which is rightfully ours!"

Qingfeng kept nodding, "Right, right, it's ours."

The two Taoist boys were the type to speak ill of others. If they had quietly shared the fruit, it would have been fine, but harboring resentment, they began to curse and swear while they ate, venting their internal anger.

What they forgot was that their room was next to the kitchen, and at that moment, Zhu Ganglie had returned with a white deer spirit, followed by Sha Wujing and Sun Wukong squatting there cooking.

When they heard voices from next door,

The three could not help but listen for a while. Upon hearing, Zhu Ganglie curiously asked, "Big brother, what is a ginseng fruit?"

Sun Wukong replied, "Back when I was called the inept 'Bì Mǎ Wēn,' traveling through various regions, I also heard of this fruit.

Ginseng fruit isn't just ordinary immortal elixir.

I heard it was born when Chaos first separated, and the universe began to stabilize; before the heavens and earth opened, this spirit root emerged.

This unique spirit root, known as the 'grass of revival', also called ginseng fruit. This fruit blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit every three thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to ripen, basically, one can eat it only once every ten thousand years. And over those ten thousand years, just thirty fruits are produced.

The fruit looks like a child not yet three days old, complete with limbs and facial features.

If an ordinary person is fortunate enough to catch a whiff of it, they can live up to three hundred and sixty years;">

Eating one would grant you forty-seven thousand years of life.

If an Immortal ate it, ahem, the benefits were boundless and plentiful.

It's unexpected that this shabby Taoist temple would have such a treasure... No wonder those two temple boys boasted so much."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ganglie's eyes gleamed with excitement, "When I was Marshal Canopy, I had never tasted this kind of fruit... I wonder what it tastes like..."

As he spoke, old Zhu's mischievous eyes started roaming over Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong gave him a look and said, "You might want to stop there, I, Old Sun, have long since given up the thieving trade and settled for cooking."

Sha Wujing said, "Eldest brother, I don't really care about the ginseng fruit, but the fruit was clearly given to us by master, yet they ate it... How does that make sense?"

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Zhu Ganglie added, "Exactly, they ate it and then even scolded us! I can't stand that. Sha junior brother, can you?"

Sha Wujing replied, "A monk should have a broad mind."

Zhu Ganglie looked at Sun Wukong again, but Sun Wukong, sensing he was up to no good, smacked him on the back of his head and carried on with cooking.

Zhu Ganglie smacked his lips, a wave of resignation washing over him...

They might have stopped talking, but Qingfeng and Mingyue next door were getting more heated by the minute. Eating the fruit while cursing the baldies was one thing, but the two were clearly getting carried away, escalating to insults about ancestors!

Insults like unscrupulous horse handler, colorful rogue pig, and thieving bald rascal no better than a dog were being hurled around.

Even if the three tried to hold back their anger, they couldn't contain it; the more they heard, the angrier they became, with fury streaming upwards!

Sha Wujing might seem honest and kind, but would a truly kind person catch and eat people at the Flowing Sands River? After eating, would they craft the skulls into life-saving charms to wear around their necks?

If Zhu Ganglie weren't inherently temperamental, would he have dared to flirt with Chang'e when drunk?

Sun Wukong didn't need any introduction; he was originally quick-tempered. If it weren't for being stuck with Tang Sanzang, an even more volatile master, he would have caused havoc long ago. Now hearing Qingfeng and Mingyue's filthy abuses, especially as they continued all afternoon, he was utterly furious!

Just then, Qingfeng cursed, "That Sun Wukong is the worst, deserved to be suppressed for five hundred years! If you ask me, all his monkey descendants should be suppressed with him, wiped out once and for all to reduce the scourge on Earth!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ganglie didn't even need to say anything, Sun Wukong instantly sneered and said, "Very well, very well indeed, aren't you eloquent, you little rascal! Cursing us, saying we don't deserve those Immortal Elixirs, huh? Just you wait!"

With that, Sun Wukong was about to rush out.

Sha Wujing, maintaining a sliver of rationale, grabbed Sun Wukong and said, "Eldest brother, where are you off to?"

Sun Wukong waved his hand and shrugged off Sha Wujing, "Never mind! I, Old Sun, can take some scolding, but why drag my monkey descendants into their curses?!"

Sha Wujing urgently shouted, "Eldest brother, please don't act recklessly. It's alright to retort, but if you kill someone, master will hold us accountable..."

Sun Wukong said, "Don't worry, I won't go as far as killing anyone. But I must vent this anger!"

Having said that, Sun Wukong turned into a gust of wind and disappeared.

Worried, Sha Wujing said, "Oh dear, I hope that impatient monkey doesn't stir up too much trouble."