"What? Spirit energy fruit? Did you just say you're eating spirit energy fruits?"
Tang Hao opened his eyes wide when he saw Ye Qing-Tian eating spirit energy fruits as though they were apples.
He walked over and snatched the halfeaten spirit energy fruit from Ye Qing-Tian.
"That's such a waste! That's a sheer waste of a treasure! This is a sacred item to martial artists. Each fruit is capable of making one a grandmaster! You are already a supreme grandmaster, so you should have saved it for those who need it. How could you just eat it? This is such a waste! A complete waste!" said Tang Hao in agony with his face contorted. It seemed as though God of War had eaten his very flesh and not spirit energy fruit.
Tang Hao finally stopped his angry tirade from exhaustion and picked up the remaining spirit energy fruit for a bite to quench his thirst.
"Oh wow! It tastes pretty good. It melts in the mouth and feels as though I have just drunk energy in liquid form. I can sense a warm current in my chest and I feel so much more energetic now."
Tang Hao took another bite as he spoke. In the end, he finished the entire spirit energy fruit.
Ye Qing-Tian was stunned. He laughed and said, "You sure didn’t mind eating my saliva. How could you eat my leftovers?”
"This is good stuff. What is there not to like?" Tang Hao rolled his eyes at Ye Qing-Tian before he swallowed the entire spirit energy fruit.
"What good stuff are you eating? Let me try some too." Sword Saint came out of the hall when they heard the God of War and Tang Hao's bickering.
The moment he saw Sword Saint, Tang Hao complained, "Sword Saint, it's spirit energy fruit. God of War ate some behind our back."
What?
"Spirit energy fruit?" Sword Saint frowned instantly.
Sword Saint was familiar with spirit energy fruit.
Decades ago, his only direct disciple died abroad because of spirit energy fruit.
Sword Saint couldn't help feeling sad when he heard about spirit energy fruit again.
"Tang Hao, how could you cry thief? Didn't you eat any?"
"I only ate your leftovers."
"That's the same..."
Sword Saint asked as they bickered, "God of War, where did you get this spirit energy fruit from? Don't tell me they can be found outside of the Amazon rainforest?"
Ye Qing-Tian shook his head and said, "Nope. These were Ye Fan's. He didn't go on a wasted trip back in the day. He snatched a lot of spirit energy fruit from the other participants. He told me to take the spirit energy fruit when I went to Jiangdong. He wanted to contribute to the Chinese martial arts circle, so he told me to give them to those who needed it."
"Then why did you eat them?" asked Tang Hao as he glared.
Tang Hao was no fool. He knew Ye Qing-Tian must have eaten more than one spirit energy fruit.
The God of War ignored him. "I had good reason to eat them. Some of the spirit energy fruit packaging was damaged, so they lost energy on their way here. If I didn't eat them, it would be a sheer waste."
Ye Qing-Tian ignored Tang Hao and tossed a backpack to Sword Saint.
"They're all in here. If we use them wisely, we might be able to groom another grandmaster," said Ye Qing-Tian with a smile.
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