Before the voice of the youth in white had even faded, the entire white jade pavilion instantly erupted into a clamor. The drowsy cultivators immediately straightened up, their burning gazes fixed upon the cyan fruit on the stage.
"The Azure Underworld Fruit?!" A purple-robed elder abruptly stood up, shattering his teacup against the floor with a sharp crash. "The legendary sacred pill-crafting herb capable of aiding in Tribulation Crossing?"
"What kind of sect is the Palace of Great Cold?" a young cultivator nearby asked, looking confused. "Why have I never heard of it?"
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