In a flash, another seven days had passed...
During these seven days, everything remained peaceful, with no abnormalities within Central City, nor any external enemies gathering outside the four city gates.
However, Chen Tang and a group of companions all felt an invisible pressure growing increasingly heavy, almost as if a storm was brewing.
In these seven days, the fruit atop the Bloodthirsty Corpse Asura, initially the size of a soybean, had grown to the size of a chicken egg, its surface slightly red, resembling a huge hawthorn, emitting a special fragrance.
It was nearly ripe, in the last two days its size shouldn't increase further; once the skin turned completely red, the fruit would be mature and fall...
In the basement, it was still Chen Tang, Tang Yurou, and Shui Qingrou accompanying Lin Chuxue.
