After hearing Taodu Weng’s explanation, Zhou Tieyi thought to himself that the rate of attrition was perfectly acceptable. In fact, such a rate could even be considered exceptionally low.
A heavenly treasure that could be produced stably under full control, with "raw materials" that were very easy to find... provided, of course, that the fruit met his expectations.
Zhou Tieyi picked up a peach-plum and took a bite. The Confucian peach-plum initially tasted like the crisp sweetness of a normal fruit, followed by a surge of pure, attribute-less energy rushing into his dantian.
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