Holy Land.
Ever since Zhaozhao gained consciousness, the only things he could do each day were observe the other fruit beside him and watch the Gods who came and went.
The days were exceedingly dull. For the first few centuries, he would still wiggle his fruit body and interact with the Gods who spoke to him. But in the later centuries, he voluntarily entered a dormant state, no longer paying attention to the outside world.
Five hundred years after he entered dormancy, the fruit beside him, which had once been motionless, seemed to have gained consciousness.
Like Zhaozhao in the past, this Divine Fruit also often wiggled its body to interact with the Gods. However, it appeared to be very lively and restless. Whenever no God spoke to it, it would swing its fruit body forcefully, trying to touch the sleeping Zhaozhao beside it.
Sometimes its movements were so vigorous that they would disturb the Divine Dragon coiled nearby.
Chi Zhou glared with his two golden eyes, his tone low. “Please behave, Divine Son.”
This Divine Son had been conscious for less than a century, yet he was already so impatient. Watching the Divine Fruit swing so wildly that half the Divine Tree shook along with it gave Chi Zhou a terrible headache.
Who would have thought the Divine Fruit would not listen at all? Not only did it not stop, but its actions grew increasingly intense.
The commotion was so great that it even drew the attention of the Divine Emperor.
Luo Chen was already aware of this Divine Fruit’s antics. His gaze remained indifferent as he looked at the restless fruit, his brows slightly furrowed. His voice was cold as he said, “Chi Zhou, control him.”
Chi Zhou was also helpless; he couldn’t manage the Divine Son’s tantrums.
Stealing a glance at the noble and aloof Divine Emperor standing before the Divine Tree, he thought to himself, I’m not a nursemaid; how would I know how to coax a child?
Compelled by the Divine Emperor’s order, he could only dryly lower his voice and say, “Divine Son, please be quiet. Do not disturb the peace of your elder brothers.”
The elder brothers Chi Zhou referred to were naturally the Divine Emperor and Zhaozhao.
Logically, the three of them shared the same Divine Tree as their mother, so calling them brothers was not incorrect.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the Divine Emperor’s cold, jade-like gaze sweep over him.
Chi Zhou shuddered in fright and quickly lowered his head.
Upon hearing this, the Divine Fruit quieted for a moment. But after a short while, as if snapping back to reality, it began swinging its fruit body again to express its displeasure.
Chi Zhou thought to himself that he had never seen such a restless fruit and couldn’t help but add, “The Divine Son beside you gained consciousness before you, so he should be considered your elder brother.”
It seemed Chi Zhou understood what the fruit was unhappy about and tried to reason with it to calm it down.
But as soon as he finished speaking, in the next second, a flash of white light appeared. The fruit, which had been swinging moments before, severed its own stem and plummeted straight down.
Luo Chen’s eyes flickered slightly as he watched the golden Divine Fruit fall from the heights. Standing calmly in the distance, he leisurely adjusted the gold-embroidered cloud-patterned cuffs of his sleeves. His movements were noble and elegant, his lowered eyes deep and unfathomable.
However, while Luo Chen remained unperturbed, Chi Zhou grew frantic.
With a startled cry, he swiftly flew down from the tree, barely catching the Divine Fruit just before it hit the ground.
But what left him dumbfounded was what lay in his massive golden claws: a two-year-old boy wrapped in a small golden garment.
Divine Dragon: !
Luo Chen: …
Startled, the Divine Dragon transformed into human form in his panic and ran toward the Divine Emperor, Luo Chen, while holding the child.
“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”
The man’s golden hair was unbound, flowing and dancing with his movements as he ran. His arms were stiff as he held the young child in his embrace, his exquisitely sculpted face filled with anxiety.
He hastily handed the child to Luo Chen for inspection and asked, “Your Majesty, what should we do now?”
You should know, back then Luo Chen only fell to the ground after bearing fruit for ten thousand years, yet now this little one has already fallen and transformed just one thousand years after bearing fruit.
Not only does he lack an adult form, Chi Zhou cannot even sense the slightest trace of Divine Power on him.
Holding the soft, tiny child in his arms, he truly didn’t know what to do.
Luo Chen did not take the child, but merely looked at the infant’s pair of large, ruby-like eyes, his expression somewhat dark.
The child in his arms was full of energy, squirming restlessly even while being held by Chi Zhou.
The child was exquisite and adorable, and at the same time extremely lively and active. Although both he and the Divine Emperor were transformed from Divine Fruit, their appearances and temperaments were completely different.
With a complicated expression, Luo Chen stared into his crimson eyes. Just as he was about to issue a command, with a snap, another Divine Fruit that should have been dormant unexpectedly broke free from the vine and rapidly plummeted downward.