Chapter 796 - 799: Coming to Show Off

"Okay, I won’t cry. I won’t cry. I’m a man, I can’t cry." When Mrs. Song came over to comfort him, even telling him to be good, Song Shuiping knew he had to save face. He couldn’t cry anymore.

"Is there really a need to cry like this?" the Ancestor of Blood Refinement sighed, looking at the Ginsengfruit in his palm. "This is just an ordinary Ginsengfruit."

So that’s what it’s called? A Ginsengfruit? Mrs. Song thought, nodding.

But Song Shuiping was no longer thinking about that. His body shook as he felt the blow of those words, and he exclaimed, "What do you mean, ordinary Ginsengfruit? Is it ordinary? No, it’s not simple at all! You don’t know, but if you eat enough of this stuff, you might even develop an Acquired Constitution."

"An Acquired Constitution?" The Ancestor of Blood Refinement’s eyes lit up. "I never expected that under the rules of this world, a fruit could have such a miraculous effect! In that case, I’ll let my daughter, my wife, and my followers eat them. When they all develop special Physiques... hehe."

He despised mediocrity above all else. Dao Feng and the others were individuals destined by Heaven for the Investiture of the Gods, but what if they were too useless? Wu Tian wouldn’t like that either. However, after hearing what Song Shuiping said, an idea began to form.

"Give them to your daughter, your wife, and your followers to develop their Physiques?" Song Shuiping’s body trembled, and he shook his head. "Impossible. That’s impossible."

"Why?" the Ancestor of Blood Refinement asked.

Song Shuiping then began to explain. Apparently, one needed a considerable number of exotic fruits to gain a powerful Physique. Moreover, such rare fruits of heaven and earth were few and far between.

In his view, where could the Ancestor of Blood Refinement possibly get so many fruits to give to his wife and daughter?

"That’s not a problem for me," the Ancestor of Blood Refinement laughed after hearing him out. "When it comes to the Ginsengfruit, I have not only the fruit, but also the seeds. And besides Ginsengfruit seeds, I have other types as well."

"I don’t believe you! I don’t believe you!" Song Shuiping cried out. He had already taken enough blows for one day.

He had become impotent from the stress of his search for good seeds. The Ancestor of Blood Refinement had Ginsengfruit seeds, and now he was even claiming to have others just as good? I absolutely refuse to believe it! Heavens, why are you so unfair?

"You don’t believe me? Then I’ll take them out and let you see for yourself."

If you’re going to show off, achieve an undefeated peak! If you’re going to kill, leave a field of corpses.

"Fine! I don’t believe your other seeds are that incredible. The Ginsengfruit might be comparable to my newly cultivated large Human-shaped Fruit seed, but how could your other seeds possibly compare?"

With that, he reached into his pocket and took out a seed. The Spiritual Energy radiating from it was like that of a Primordial beast’s egg, seeming as if it could hatch a formidable creature at any moment. The fruit born from this seed was the large Human-shaped Fruit.

It couldn’t compare to the Ginsengfruit, but he refused to believe it would be inferior to the Ancestor of Blood Refinement’s other seeds.

"Watch closely." The Ancestor of Blood Refinement flipped his hand over, revealing the seed of an Immortal Apricot in his palm. It contained the energies of wind and thunder, and even before it grew into an Immortal Apricot, those energies already possessed the power to look down upon the world.

The Spiritual Energy contained within the Immortal Apricot seed instantly overwhelmed the Spiritual Energy of the large Human-shaped Fruit seed in Song Shuiping’s palm.

Song Shuiping paled in shock. "What?"

He had never imagined a seed could contain not only Spiritual Energy but also the energies of wind and thunder! My god, what kind of fruit would that produce? Would eating just one be enough to change a person’s Physique? My god!

"Fine, I admit it. Besides the Ginsengfruit seed, you possess another type of seed that I lack, and it makes me envious," Song Shuiping said, gulping as he forced the words out.

"One type?" The Ancestor of Blood Refinement shook his head. "Wrong. Very wrong."

After putting away the Immortal Apricot seed, his palm flipped again, and the seed of a Pan Peach appeared.

The Pan Peach... its fame in the Mythical World surpassed even that of the Ginsengfruit. The Ginseng Fruit Tree blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit in another three thousand, and requires a final three thousand years to ripen. The Pan Peach, however, comes in three varieties: one that ripens every three thousand years, a second that ripens every six thousand years, and a third that ripens every nine thousand years.

"This..." Seeing the Pan Peach seed and its Spiritual Energy that faintly resembled imperial majesty, Song Shuiping found it difficult to breathe.

"And what about this seed?" The Ancestor of Blood Refinement put away the Pan Peach seed and opened his palm again. This time, he held the seed of the Huangzhong Li.

This tree belonged to The Queen Mother of the West in the Mythical World. Legend said that this tree blooms once every ten thousand years, bears fruit in another ten thousand, and takes a final ten thousand years to mature, yielding only nine fruits every thirty thousand years. Its flowers were shaped like lotuses, its fruit like pearly pistils, and both bore the characters ’Huang Zhong.’

The moment this seed appeared, a tremor of heavenly might and the aura of a Human Emperor emanated from it.

"This..." Song Shuiping was speechless. He couldn’t muster any words of praise; there was only a single, repeating thought in his mind.

Ancestor of Blood Refinement... you came here today just to slap me in the face, didn’t you?

"Now, can I be the President of this branch of the Cultivator Guild?" the Ancestor of Blood Refinement asked with a slight smile.

Song Shuiping and Mrs. Song exchanged glances, seeing only shock in each other’s eyes. With seeds like these, this Ancestor of Blood Refinement was destined to become the acknowledged number one Cultivator.

At this thought, Mrs. Song was taken aback, while Song Shuiping felt aggrieved on top of his surprise. Just a moment ago, he had thought it was a ridiculous joke when the Ancestor of Blood Refinement claimed he would be the number one Cultivator. But in the blink of an eye, reality had slapped him in the face.

He, Song Shuiping, had worked so hard and traveled to so many places, yet he possessed none of the Ancestor of Blood Refinement’s luck. He had sacrificed his very manhood for the sake of his work as a Cultivator, and still, the heavens refused to favor him.

Thinking of this, he felt a mouthful of old blood well up in his chest, threatening to erupt at any moment. But then he considered that even if he couldn’t be the number one Cultivator, he could still be his assistant...

"You... you will be the number one Cultivator from now on. I... can I be the Vice President?" Song Shuiping asked, his face turning red. "Please, let me follow you."

"Second in command?" The Ancestor of Blood Refinement was stunned for a moment, then refused with a chuckle. "No, that position is for my daughter."

In his eyes, his daughter’s talent was even greater than his own. That little one... she might just be omnipotent!

"Then... then I can be the third in command of the branch guild. Let me follow you," Song Shuiping requested, his face reddening again.

"Not possible." The Ancestor of Blood Refinement pointed to Peony. "She will be third in command in the future."

Song Shuiping’s face flushed deeply as he pleaded, "Then the fourth? I can be fourth in command, surely that’s acceptable?"

It looked as if he was about to start crying again if the Ancestor of Blood Refinement refused.

The Ancestor of Blood Refinement nodded. "That is acceptable."

Song Shuiping cheered and immediately bowed deeply. "Thank you, President."