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"Good!"
Behind him, Song Mingsong seemed even more excited than Song Chi himself, subconsciously uttering his approval, and at the same time, he silently added another orange-quality enslavement component to his speculations about the equipment on his grandson's flagship.
Song Chi repeated his earlier actions, and soon succeeded in enslaving another Third Rank Peak soul spirit clansman.
It wasn't until after this that the grandfather and grandson duo turned their attention back to the hundred-meter God Tempering Fruit Tree that was deeper inside.
Looking at the hundred-meter tall fruit tree with thorns about the length of a rice grain as well as the eight green-skinned fruits hanging from it, Song Chi's face showed a look of struggle.
"Grandpa, do we just pick them?"
He instinctively felt it was a waste, as the effect of the green-skinned Divine Tempering Fruits was far less than that of the mature red-skinned ones!