Ye Feng was the young prodigy of the Nephelo sect; his cultivation and physical strength had placed him among the best of his generation when he first arrived.

However, as time passed, his cultivation stagnated, and no pill or medicinal herb seemed to aid him.

Meanwhile, the young talents of his generation soared to greater heights, leaving him relegated to a mere servant. He didn't even have the status of an outer disciple, and if he didn't advance to the Profound Stage within a few months, he would be expelled.

But his dantian, his body's core of energy, refused to take the final step. His pure qi surged with each herb as if it were about to burst, yet his dantian suppressed it, preventing him from advancing.

While roaming the mountain in search of herbs, he saw a tree that quickly caught his attention. It wasn't tall, robust, or special in any way.

However, it was a tree he had seen in his dreams the night before. With curiosity, he approached the trunk, and there it was.

A fragrant medicinal fruit that had ripened after 50 years.

Ecstasy overwhelmed him; it was just what he needed to advance to the Profound Stage. But... how was it possible that the plant he had dreamed of planting the night before had borne fruit the very next day?

C971 Poor Master!