On the third day, the fruits had already shed their green color and completely transformed into a grayish-white hue.
Moreover, small protruding spots began to emerge in the middle of these grayish-white fruits, as if something was being nurtured within.
However, this did not affect the clan members’ observation and reverence; instead, they were full of anticipation.
In the Ancestral Hall, Noah Ji also stared at these gradually growing fruits, lost in thought.
In just three short days, these fruits had already consumed 12 points of his vitality, averaging four points per day.
This meant that all the vitality he painstakingly absorbed from the moonlight over the past three days had been converted into nourishment for these fruits, and he even had to lose an additional 1.6 points of vitality each day.
Even so, Noah Ji did not take any measures, as he could feel that these fruits would mature in a few more days.
He was also curious to see what these fruits would look like after using his Soul Gathering Supernatural Power.
On the fourth day of the fruits’ growth, the previously emerging spots gradually took shape, growing out from one side of the fruit, making the nearly fist-sized fruits look somewhat unsightly.
Many people of the clan were even more surprised upon seeing this. At this time, Ethan Chen, the Clan Chief, was still poring over the remaining information of the clan, trying to find answers about the Sacred Tree’s fruit.
As for the ever-growing fruits of the Sacred Tree over the past few days, he had heard about it but had not personally checked.
On the night of the fourth day, under the shining moonlight, Noah Ji absorbed both the moonlight and Yin Qi, while also glancing at the fruits on his body, which had gradually turned pale white.
At this moment, the White Fruits were already the size of a fist, with more distinct and layered shapes.
When Noah Ji looked at these White Fruits again, he felt a vague sense of unease.
In the previous two days, the fruits were still small, and the spots were not prominent, making it hard to see anything. But as the White Fruits grew over the past two days, the spots on the fruits became more obvious.
Late at night, under the moonlight, Noah Ji looked at these White Fruits once more.
What he saw shocked him.
At some point, the spots on these White Fruits had transformed into human facial features, and the fist-sized White Fruits had turned into their heads.
Each face on the White Fruits had distinct features, their eyes tightly shut, seemingly waiting for the fruits to mature.
From a distance, the pitch-black Sacred Tree had already disappeared into the night, with only its glowing leaves shimmering under the moonlight.
What was shocking and terrifying was that beneath the countless glowing leaves, there were dozens of fruits with human faces.
These fruits, under the moonlight, exuded a deep and eerie aura.
Fortunately, the Ancestral Hall was empty; otherwise, anyone present would have been stunned by the scene.
After the initial shock, Noah Ji’s heart returned to normal.
He had seen fruits with human features before, like the Ginseng Fruit.
But seeing them grow from his own body was still hard for Noah Ji to accept.
After all, he represented the Sacred Tree of the clan, symbolizing the clan’s glory. Now, he looked more like a demonic tree, and the Chen Clan seemed like evil servants worshipping this demonic tree.
Noah Ji shook his head, dismissing these far-fetched thoughts.
In fact, Noah Ji had already guessed why the fruits looked this way.
After all, these fruits grew because he used the Soul Gathering Supernatural Power, and it was obvious that this was related to the living souls in the Ancestral Hall.
The appearance of three of the fruits clearly resembled the three clan members who had recently died in battle.
Perhaps when the fruits matured, the Soul Gathering Supernatural Power would be fully completed.
He wondered how these transformed fruits differed from the living souls in the Shadowy Realm.
Even if they were somewhat unsettling, Noah Ji still had some expectations in his heart.
He just didn’t know what kind of turmoil would arise in the Chen Clan tomorrow.
Fortunately, the few Blood Condensation Realm Warriors of the clan had not yet returned, and only Ethan Chen was in the clan, so he didn’t have to worry about being attacked by the clan members.
The next day, at dawn.
Chen Qingsong, holding a broom, pushed open the doors of the Ancestral Hall and began sweeping the sparse dust.
The Ancestral Hall represented the clan’s dignity, and now that it housed the Sacred Tree, it had to be swept daily.
After the Sacred Tree Grand Ceremony, many clan members wanted to trade jobs with him, but he refused.
Now that the Sacred Tree had shown its divine power, he couldn’t miss such a good opportunity. Perhaps he was destined to be blessed by the Sacred Tree.
The Clan Chief had said that as long as one held reverence, there was a chance to receive the Sacred Tree’s blessing.
Halfway through sweeping, Chen Qingsong walked towards the Sacred Tree, intending to worship it again and take the opportunity to peek at the fruits.
The Clan Chief had said that one must not look directly at the Sacred Tree on ordinary days, as it was a great disrespect.
During worship, Chen Qingsong looked up at the Sacred Tree.
But the next moment, his face showed fear, and his body froze.
In his sight, a White Fruit with human features was quietly hanging on a branch. Although the White Fruit’s eyes were closed, he felt as if it was looking at him, staring back at him.
This scene made his heart tighten suddenly. When he turned to look at the entire Sacred Tree, he found that the tree was full of White Fruits with human faces.
Seeing this, Chen Qingsong could no longer contain his fear and hurriedly ran outside, shouting as he went.
“What’s going on!”
Chen Qingsong’s shouts quickly attracted many clan members to come and check.
“Uncle, the Ancestral Hall, the Sacred Tree…”
Seeing the people coming, Chen Qingsong pointed towards the Ancestral Hall with some fear.
Hearing this, the crowd did not delay, thinking that an enemy had entered the Ancestral Hall to destroy the clan’s Sacred Tree.
Upon reaching the Ancestral Hall, they found no one else and immediately turned their gaze to the Sacred Tree.
“Ah! What is this?”
“Hiss…!”
“How did these fruits grow like this?”
…
Seeing today’s White Fruits, the crowd was filled with shock.
Even though it was the Sacred Tree of the clan, many clan members were still terrified, as this was even more shocking than an Innate Realm beast.
Immediately, someone left the Ancestral Hall to report to Ethan Chen.
But since it was the Sacred Tree of the clan, although everyone was scared, they did not retreat.
After carefully examining the tree, one clan member frowned at the White Fruits.
He felt that the faces on these White Fruits looked familiar.
At this moment, a flash of insight appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly pulled another clan member beside him and said:
“Daniel, look at that fruit, doesn’t it look like your father?”
Beside him, Daniel Chen was still frightened by the scene before him, but upon hearing this, his expression changed.
He had lost his father at a young age, which was a pain in his heart. How could he tolerate such a joke from a clan member? He immediately said angrily:
“Why don’t you say it looks like your father!”
“No, Daniel, I’m not insulting you, look carefully!”
“It’s the one hanging on the rightmost branch of the Sacred Tree.”
Seeing the clan member’s sincere face, not seeming to joke, Daniel Chen suppressed his anger and looked in the direction he pointed.
When he saw the unremarkable fruit on the branch, Daniel Chen’s anger disappeared, replaced by astonishment, and he exclaimed:
“Father?”
“It’s really my father!”
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