If she plucked all of them and the tree did not change, it meant that the soil had really become ordinary soil.
Naturally, the lemon fruits on this tree would not be hanging on it in a fresh and ripe state.
With that in mind, Jiang Yue took out a rather large cloth bag from her space. Then, she opened the cloth bag and placed it on the ground.
Then, as she plucked the lemon fruits on the tree, she said to Xue Yan, "I want to take all of them."
"Okay." At the same time that Xue Yan responded, he also reached out to help pluck them. He plucked all the golden lemons on the tree and put them all into the cloth bag.
This large cloth bag was half full by the time they were done.
Jiang Yue picked it up and threw it into her space.
Half a bag of lemons disappeared into thin air just like that, but Xue Yan was still particularly calm. To him, it was already very normal for Jiang Yue to make something appear and disappear out of thin air.