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In front of the Arhat tree, the seven fiery-red fruits were bright and glistening, looking as if they were about to mature soon.

"In less than a day, the fruit will ripen!"

A figure not far from the Arhat spoke slowly.

"It's about time. I, Zhang Xi, won't be able to get far, I only want a Luohan Fruit. "I don't want to make an enemy out of all of you