At this moment, Zhen Yuanzi's heart was conflicted.
He couldn't understand why Ying Yue, who had just slaughtered everywhere and killed both Ancestral Master Kunpeng and Demon Emperor Di Jun consecutively, would come to his Wuzhuang Temple, inevitably feeling apprehensive.
Ying Yue seemed to have seen through his thoughts and smiled slightly: "I heard that the ginseng fruits of Zhenyuan Immortal are quite delicious, and I have come to have a taste. I wonder if that can be fulfilled?"
Zhen Yuanzi was slightly taken aback and quickly said, "With the visit of a Saint, my Wuzhuang Temple is immensely honored, and we will certainly do our utmost to host you. As for the ginseng fruits, they are naturally at your disposal!"
"In that case, I won't be polite!"
Ying Yue smiled slightly, descended from the sky, and then, accompanied by Zhen Yuanzi, came to a stone chair under the ginseng fruit tree and sat down.
