Chapter 313

Chapter 313: It’s Not Important to Me

Ming and his group arrived at a Mountain Cave.

Ming leaned against the rock wall of the cave, eyes closed, feigning sleep.

As for Zeng Rong and his group, they didn’t dare to move an inch, let alone attempt an escape.

Even though it seemed like Ming had completely dropped his guard against them, they weren’t sure if he was testing their resolve.

If they took even a single step, and Ming immediately swung his sword toward them, what would they do? So, none of them dared to leave.

And even if they could leave, none of them would want to.

Because they all saw another chance to ambush Ming.

If they left now, the mission would fail, and they’d get nothing.

But if they killed Ming! They wouldn’t have to worry about cultivation resources for the next hundred years!

In their minds, they were already imagining scenes where, when Ming was fighting others, they’d strike from behind. Ming would be doomed for sure! And he would pay dearly for his naivety! Within an hour, dawn broke.

Ming opened his eyes, stepped out of the cave, and the group continued ascending.

On the way, Ming’s group encountered some beast clans.

Similarly, when these beasts saw Ming, they hesitated for a moment, glanced at the wanted posters, and then charged at Ming.

When Ming was battling these beasts, not only did Zeng Rong’s group not take the opportunity to attack, but they acted extremely proactive, as if anyone who wanted to harm Ming was going against them.

Seeing their performance, Ming snorted coldly in his heart.

Ming didn’t believe for a second that these guys had suddenly developed a conscience. That was absolutely impossible.

They were merely preparing for a better ambush later on.

Their apparent enthusiasm was just a ploy to lower his guard so they could make their move later.

But Ming acted increasingly like he trusted them.

And their perceived trustworthiness made them feel honored.

Only Shixin stood quietly watching from the side.

The closer they got to the summit, the more cultivators they encountered.

At first, whenever they met beast clan cultivators, there was no hesitation before battle commenced.

But as they neared the summit, even upon encountering beast clan cultivators, everyone appeared much more restrained.

This was understandable, after all.

Not only did they need to conserve enough energy for the upcoming Blood Bodhi Fruit grab…

If they fought each other to exhaustion and someone else swooped in like a mantis catching a cicada while a oriole waits behind, no one could handle that.

Thus, most people carried a cautious mindset.

They had no intention of attacking others for now, but they also didn’t want to be backstabbed.

However, most people kept glancing in Ming’s direction.

It wasn’t because Ming was exceptionally handsome, nor was it because Ming’s group looked particularly strange.

It was because Shixin was just too beautiful.

Most people stared at Shixin, the female monk, without blinking, as if she were a piece of art.

These people weren’t fools; naturally, they guessed Shixin’s identity.

Upon seeing Shixin, they thought, “Top of the Red Beauty List,” truly deserving of her reputation! Of course, many felt sorry for Shixin, wondering why such a beautiful girl had become a monk?

If she were an ordinary woman with waist-length flowing hair, they couldn’t imagine how stunning she’d be.

Finally, Ming’s group reached the summit.

Unlike regular summits,

the summit of Blood Bodhi Mountain was actually a vast plateau.

This plateau was as big as two standard international soccer fields.

Given the size of the summit, it was clear how majestic this Blood Bodhi Mountain was.

On this plateau grew one Blood Bodhi Tree after another.

This came as a surprise to everyone.

According to the teachings passed down by their elders, according to their understanding, there should only be one Blood Bodhi Tree, standing tall at the center. There was absolutely no way there could be so many trees.

Also, based on past experience, the Blood Bodhi Fruits on the Blood Bodhi Tree should have ripened when the mystic realm opened. All they had to wait for was someone to pick them.

But this time was completely different.

Instead of fruit, the numerous Blood Bodhi Trees were covered with flower buds. Not only had they not borne fruit, the flowers hadn’t even bloomed.

Many sighed in disappointment, feeling their trip had been wasted. Regretfully, they descended the mountain to seek other opportunities, since the Rootless Mystic Realm offered many chances, and there was no need to hang around one place.

But many others believed these Blood Bodhi Trees must hold some mystery. The Blood Bodhi Fruits couldn’t possibly not exist, so they continued to loiter on the summit, hoping to obtain them.

Ming stayed as well.

For Ming, the Rootless Mystic Realm might indeed offer other opportunities.

But no matter what, nothing was as important to him as the Blood Bodhi Fruit!

“Since there’s no fruit yet, I’ll just wait here.

I can’t believe that after so many days of the Rootless Mystic Realm being open, the Blood Bodhi Fruits still won’t bloom or bear fruit.”

That’s what Ming thought. After all, Ming didn’t need any other treasures of heaven and earth. His goal in coming to the Rootless Mystic Realm was simply to secure the Blood Bodhi Fruit, completing his task.

Though Ming wasn’t in a rush, Zeng Rong and the others were anxious.

Why weren’t the Blood Bodhi Fruits blooming?

If they don’t bloom, how will Ming fight with other cultivators?

If Ming doesn’t fight with other cultivators, how will we ambush him? If we don’t ambush him, how will we claim his head?

That night, Ming camped on the summit, even starting a fire to barbecue.

And judging by Ming’s actions, he intended to stay there long-term.

“Is the Blood Bodhi Fruit very important to you?”

That night, Shixin approached Ming and asked curiously.

“It’s not important to me.” Ming shook his head.

“Then why do you want this Blood Bodhi Fruit so badly?” Shixin became even more confused.

Ming smiled, “Although the Blood Bodhi Fruit isn’t important to me, it’s very important to someone else. And that person is very important to me.”

[Starting tomorrow, school’s out~ Time to play outside~~~ Awesome! Honestly, this week felt like an eternity. Truly unbearable.]