"Ten Thousand Year Daoyuan Fruit?" asked the mean cat hesitantly.

"You planted it?" Yang Zhen widened his eyes.

The two looked at each other, and Jianmao quickly took out a fruit, held it in his hand and said in amazement: "Is this thing called the Ten Thousand Year Dao Source Fruit?"

Yang Zhen swallowed his saliva, looked at Jianmao hesitantly, took a deep breath and said, "What is your relationship with Shanheyuan? Are you the ancestor of Shanheyuan?"

The mean cat rolled his eyes and said, "What a bullshit ancestor. I actually thought it was their ancestor. It's so comfortable to have someone serve you tea and water. But what is Shanheyuan? I have never heard of it."

"Then why did you run into someone's forbidden area and plant this ten thousand year old Dao Yuan fruit?"

The mean cat handed the fruit to Yang Zhen and said, "Damn it, look carefully, this is not a ten thousand year old Daoyuan fruit, it is clearly a..."

Having said this, Jianmao suddenly stopped talking, and looked at Yang Zhen in doubt, with surprise and anger in his eyes growing stronger and stronger.

Yang Zhen was so confused by the mean cat that he snatched the Ten Thousand Year Dao Yuan Fruit and asked, "What is this? Tell me quickly."

The mean cat suddenly jumped up and said with curses: "I understand now. No wonder I always felt something was wrong when I found the treasure. It turns out that this bastard Shanheyuan actually dug up my treasure and sealed it away. These thieves, robbers, and bastards are damned..."

Yang Zhen pulled the furious cat down and said with a strange look on his face, "Stop, stop, stop for a moment."

Damn, there is a story here!

Yang Zhen looked at the mean cat in doubt and asked, "Are you sure this is the place where you buried your treasure?"

"Not sure!" The mean cat answered honestly.

Yang Zhen was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Not sure what you are yelling about?"

"I think this is the treasure I buried back then!" said the mean cat as a matter of course.

Yang Zhen nodded, and assumed that this was buried by the mean cat. Otherwise, how could the mean cat have this memory, and how could it happen to find the forbidden place in the Shanhe Courtyard? Thinking of this, Yang Zhen continued to ask: "Is your treasure easy to judge? What did you bury back then, and what did you find in it?"

The mean cat stared at Yang Zhen with a sly look, and after a long while he spoke, "Boy, you don't need to trick me. There's nothing in it, and if there was, I ate it. Don't try to get any benefits from me."

Yang Zhen slapped the cheap cat on the head and scolded, "Do you think this slutty saint is a person who lacks good things?"

The mean cat looked at Yang Zhen suspiciously for a moment, curled his lips and said, "I don't remember, it's been too long. I just feel that Beiyu is a familiar place, and it may not have been called Beiyu before. And... I just remembered that I once buried something here and peed. That's right, you smell it, I can smell the fresh and refined smell even from such a distance."

Yang Zhen was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the cheap cat with astonishment.

It's really hard for this bastard to make such disgusting words sound so delicious.

But since Jie Mao has already mentioned the smell of urine as a magical power to mark the land, it seems that he cannot be wrong. This place might really be where that bastard Jie Mao buried something many years ago.

Yang Zhen looked at the mean cat in doubt, and said in amazement, "So, you really buried the things in this place first, and then the people from Shanheyuan took it for themselves?"

"That's it!" The mean cat insisted, cursing non-stop.

"It's mine, mine!" the mean cat corrected.

"What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine. Given our brotherly relationship, it's none of our business." Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "In that case, we can't let these thieves get away with it."

At this point, Yang Zhen didn't wait for Jianmao to speak. He suddenly exclaimed, stared at Jianmao with a serious face and said, "That's not right. Shanheyuan was sealed ten thousand years ago, or it should be said that it sealed itself. If you buried this treasure, then wouldn't you have lived longer than ten thousand years?"

The mean cat was stunned, shook his head and said, "Don't talk to me about time. I have no concept of time and I don't remember it."

Oh my god! Yang Zhen took a deep breath, looked at the cheap cat in amazement, and muttered to himself: "Fuck, what on earth did this slut pick up?"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen rubbed his face and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Isn't this black fruit the Ten Thousand Year Dao Yuan Fruit? What the hell is this?"

The mean cat frowned and stared at the black fruit for a long while before he said, "This is the Black Flame Fruit, not the Ten Thousand Year Dao Origin Fruit."

Yang Zhen was stunned: "No? After swallowing the Daoyuan Fruit, it can stimulate the Daoyuan, help cultivators to enter the Dao and suddenly realize the Dao, and absorb the origin of heaven and earth. Since this is not the Daoyuan Fruit but the Black Flame Fruit, what is the function of the Black Flame Fruit?"

"Initiate the source of the Tao, enter the Tao and suddenly realize it, absorb the source of heaven and earth!" The mean cat stupidly said the effect of the black flame fruit, his eyes getting bigger and bigger: "Changed the name?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Changed the name!"

While taking a deep breath, Yang Zhen put the Daoyuan Fruit, also known as the Black Flame Fruit, into his arms and stretched out his hand to the mean cat and said, "Give it to me!"

"What do you want?" The mean cat glared and said, "Boy, return the black flame fruit to me. That's the last one!"

Yang Zhen chuckled and said, "You are kidding me, right? When you lie, the corner of your left eye twitches, and your eyeball doesn't know where to put it. It keeps rolling around like a thief, your heartbeat speeds up, your hands become nervous, your right big toe keeps lifting and releasing, and your tail keeps swaying back and forth... Do you want me to tell you more about the symptoms?"

The mean cat stared at Yang Zhen with eyes wide open, cursing: "Damn, you bastard, are you really a devil?"

Yang Zhen curled his lips, threw the black flame fruit in his arms back to the mean cat and said, "Don't talk about me so badly. Since you planted this thing, how can I steal it from you? I am just curious."

The mean cat looked at the black flame fruit suspiciously, and checked it from top to bottom, left to right, front to back, and confirmed that it was the same black flame fruit from before. After he did not do anything with it, he put it away and said happily to Yang Zhen, "Oh, I've made a fortune this time. If I had known, I would have planted more. Otherwise, there wouldn't be only five fruits now. I ate two, and now there are only three left."

Yang Zhen nodded, but didn't care. This bastard Jianmao was a well-known miser. There was actually no difference between keeping the Black Flame Fruit with him and with Jianmao.

What Yang Zhen was more concerned about was whether there were other things in the treasure buried by the cheap cat. If they were taken away by the thieves from Shanheyuan, the loss would be huge, not to mention the Tianquan Holy Land and Tianxue Holy Land who were still eyeing them covetously.

Originally Yang Zhen was wondering whether it was a bit unkind to interfere at this time, but now it seems.

Humph, they are the ones who are not authentic! Yang Zhen stared at the cheap cat and said with great interest: "Now you can tell me, if there is anything good that you haven't brought back, this Sao Saint will help you get it back for free, and will definitely not let those guys from Shanheyuan, Tianquan Holy Land, and Tianxue Holy Land take it away."

The mean cat's eyes lit up and he jumped up: "Damn, you are really loyal!"

(End of this chapter)