*Her Spiritual Sense told her that Chen Mo was not lying.*
*The only known Creation Ancient Tree had already withered. Even if there were other ancient trees out there, who knew how many years it would take for the Spirit Fruits to mature?*
*She could wait, but her grandfather might not have the luxury of time.*
*Despite the discomfort in her heart, Ling Ningzhi suppressed her emotions. This was not Chen Mo's fault. After all, the Spirit Fruit was meant to save lives, regardless of status or rank. Everything was just a matter of fate.*
Swallowing her bitter disappointment, Ling Ningzhi whispered, "In that case, I will take my leave without further disturbance. Farewell."
Saying this, her Moon White Daoist Robe fluttered away.
Chen Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
