Hu Yuan dragged his slightly heavy steps, walking slowly along the narrow and winding village path. On both sides of the road, stone houses were arranged in a picturesque disorder. The structure of these stone houses was extremely peculiar; their walls were built from stones of varying sizes, and every single stone was carved with strange runes. Hu Yuan's heart was filled with curiosity, and his pace unconsciously slowed down. Just as he was about to step closer to take a closer look, a fierce shouting suddenly shattered the original tranquility of the village, coming from not far ahead.
He quickened his pace. After turning a corner, he saw a group of Spirit Realm clansmen surrounding an open space. In the center of the crowd, two burly men at the Qi Refining Stage were glaring at each other, the atmosphere as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, ready to snap at any moment.
"I found this blue spirit fruit first, so it naturally belongs to me!" The man in the short shirt shouted angrily, his face flushed red and the veins on his neck bulging like those of an enraged bull. As he yelled, he held the soft, glowing blue spirit fruit high in his hand, a strange halo shimmering across its surface.
Chapter 295