Zhou Tieyi did not look at Baimei again. He picked up the fist-sized peach-plum and ate it in two or three bites, leaving only a pit that looked like yellow jade.
The peach-plum tasted sweet and refreshing, with excellent juice.
Just as Zhou Tieyi was smacking his lips, a stream of pure energy surged from his belly straight into his Dantian. He immediately centered his focus within his Dantian. As this energy rose, his mind suddenly became crystal clear.
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