Chapter 873: Mixed Purple Crystal Fruit

The item Su Che thought of was neither the Immortal Prison nor the Tree of Creation, but rather a fragment of divine wood obtained from Uncle Zhuo Feng.
In the Immortal Realm, many would likely recognize it as a fragment of the Primordial Divine Tree—something that existed from the very beginning of time, nurtured within chaos.
The Tree of Creation called it the “Tree of Life,” as it could create various creatures and species.
However, since the energy contained in this fragment had long since vanished, turning it into an ancient fossil, it no longer held any direct utility for anyone. The Tree of Creation could only use it to learn certain things or gain slight insights.
Over the years, the Tree of Creation had indeed grasped some truths related to creating life and had developed basic capabilities in this area.
Yet, having existed for only a few thousand years, it was still just a small sapling. Its abilities were far from matching those of the Primordial Divine Tree, let alone comparing to the Mixed Divine Tree—a treasure of ultimate chaos. Its path to growth was still extremely long, and the day when it could truly create countless species was still far off.
But since it already had basic capabilities in this area, perhaps they would inadvertently be passed on to Su Che, enabling him, the future creator of the Immortal Prison Universe, to possess a trace of such abilities as well.
After all, the Tree of Creation was an assistant to the Creator, and the master and servant were closely connected, influencing each other invisibly.
At this moment, Su Che understood why this special aura related to creating life was almost imperceptible to others, but a unique existence like the Mixed Divine Tree could sense it clearly.
That’s why, as soon as he landed on Devil Island, he was targeted by the Mixed Divine Tree, leading to a series of strange events.
“That must be the reason,” Su Che said.
Lao He replied, “Isn’t this perfect? Just give that fragment of divine wood to the Mixed Divine Tree to study for a few hundred years. We don’t need to charge much rent—just one Purple Crystal Fruit per year, which means hundreds of them in total.”
Su Che snorted inwardly. The idea was good, and it might even be feasible, but it certainly wouldn’t be as exaggerated as Lao He claimed.
So, Su Che said to the snake woman beside him, “You’re right. I do have something related to the ability to create life, but it’s just a fragment of the Primordial Divine Tree, now in a fossilized state.”
“Is that so?” The snake woman showed delight and quickly replied, “May I see it?”

Su Che did not respond, merely staring at her in silence. The Snake Woman understood immediately and smiled knowingly, “State your conditions; go ahead.” In truth, at this moment, Su Che had completely lost the ability to resist. The Snake Woman or the Confused Divine Tree could easily use force to seize what they wanted. But from the earlier tests, it was clear that Su Che was the kind of person with a strong will who would never compromise. If pushed to the extreme, she would destroy that item in an instant, leaving everything as it was—useless. After all, the Confused Divine Tree had no interest in Su Che’s life; all it wanted was an opportunity. To obtain this opportunity, it created things like the Confused Purple Crystal Fruit, aiming to attract those Chaos Travelers to come to Devil Island. Since the Confused Divine Tree was merely a naturally born spiritual root without the ability to move around, it could only stay trapped on Devil Island like a carnivorous flower, waiting indefinitely for this opportunity from the outside world. After countless years, today, it had finally arrived. “My conditions are…” Su Che spoke slowly, “First, I came to Devil Island specifically for the Purple Crystal Fruit. Second, that fragment of the divine tree has turned into fossil and no longer has the ability to absorb or merge things; it can only be used for contemplation. So I hope this fragment is only borrowed from you temporarily and will be returned to me sooner or later.” “Just these two conditions?” The Snake Woman laughed. “If that’s all, then there’s no problem. The Purple Crystal Fruit was created by the Mother Goddess herself. For now, giving you dozens should be fine… I hope you won’t doubt me for agreeing so readily.” “It’s okay,” Su Che replied. “If we consider this a transaction, then both parties must trust each other to reach an agreement. Otherwise, there’s no point in talking at all.” The Snake Woman nodded gently and added, “According to your Chaos Travelers’ concept of time, the Mother Goddess can only create one Purple Crystal Fruit every five Chaos Eras. As far as I know, there are only dozens available now. If you want more, you’ll have to wait patiently on the island.” It takes five Chaos Eras, or nearly 200,000 years, to create one Purple Crystal Fruit. For other Chaos Travelers, this process is nothing at all—they would have endless patience and stay here, even if it meant collecting thousands before being willing to leave. But Su Che? She didn’t have that much time—she couldn’t wait even for one!

“Too bad; this time we can only get a few dozen Purple Crystal Fruits,” murmured Old Black, who was always insatiable.
“One must know when to be satisfied. Being able to get a few dozen is already enough for me.”
Su Che knew that the Purple Crystal Fruits produced by the Mixed Separation Divine Tree couldn’t be in large quantities, nor could they remain hanging on the branches for everyone else to see without anyone getting any. They had to be allowed to be picked by those Chaos Travelers from time to time—just one or two at a time—so that they would have the motivation to explore the island again and again, and so that the various legends of Magic Island could spread.
If they were unyielding and killed anyone who came, no other travelers would dare to come to Magic Island in the long run, and of course, he wouldn’t have appeared today.
This logic wasn’t hard to figure out. Therefore, Su Che didn’t think the Snake Woman was lying.
At that moment, the grayish-green tree root reappeared on the ground ahead and instantly transformed back into Su Che’s appearance. Clearly, it was the Mixed Separation Divine Tree, having received the Snake Woman’s message, appearing again to complete the deal with Su Che.
Su Che had always believed that dealing with the strong wouldn’t result in losses, so he chose to trust them and without hesitation took out the fragment of the divine wood.
To be honest, he had no choice but to give it to them. If he pushed them too far and they lost patience completely, they would surely resort to extreme measures against him—that would be asking for trouble and seeking death.
As the tree man stepped forward, the dozen or so tree roots binding Su Che naturally loosened. Then he took the fragment of the divine wood from Su Che’s hands. Without even needing to look, he simply held it and felt it carefully, his face showing delight as he nodded at Su Che and transmitted a message: “Yes, this is exactly what I sensed!”
Su Che nodded silently without saying anything. Old Black, in the Immortal Prison, commented softly, “Well, that sly smile he showed really does resemble the master’s.”
Clearly, he was no longer afraid now and started talking nonsense again.
“Please wait a moment,” the tree man transmitted again, and Su Che nodded once more.
After a few breaths, another even thicker tree root slithered over, coiling in front of Su Che like a giant serpent, and spewed out dozens of fruits the size of grapes, glowing like purple crystals.
That was it—dozens of Mixed Separation Purple Crystal Fruits ended up in Su Che’s hands.
“A mere small fruit can increase one’s cultivation by tens of millions of years? Does that mean that just a dozen or so could allow me to reach the level of an Immortal Lord?”

Su Che felt somewhat incredulous and hadn’t even realized how powerful the energy contained within the amethyst fruits was.
Lao He muttered, “Could it be they brought some fake ones to deceive you?”
“Impossible!”
Su Che replied in his mind, “After all, it’s a supreme existence at the level of a Chaos Treasure. How could it do such despicable things? Do you think everyone is as despicable as you?”
As he spoke, Su Che put dozens of amethyst fruits into the Immortal Prison and sent them directly to the Tree of Fate.
In the blink of an eye, he got an answer. The Tree of Fate immediately concluded, “Although this is the first time I’ve seen something like this, I’m sure it’s definitely a fruit of the Primordial Divine Tree—a genuine Chaos-level spiritual fruit.”
“That’s good.” Su Che was finally relieved.
At that moment, the tree man in front of him, holding a fragment of the divine wood, sent a mental message to Su Che and asked, “How long can I borrow this fragment?”
“I can stay on the island for about a thousand years…”
After saying this, Su Che explained in detail that the thousand years he mentioned was only one-thirtieth of a Chaos era—really a very short time.
Before the tree man could respond, the snake woman beside him frowned and immediately said, “Just such a short time? How can that work? What urgent matter requires you to leave so quickly?”
“There is indeed an urgent matter.”
Su Che nodded and added, “However, if the thousand years I mentioned aren’t enough, then this fragment can be temporarily left with you. I can come back to retrieve it after one or two Chaos eras—that would also work.”
One Chaos era is approximately 36,000 years. Su Che meant that the item could be left here temporarily, and he could return to Devil Island once he had achieved his goal for this trip.
Since he had already obtained dozens of amethyst fruits, it meant the other party had quite good credibility. Besides, that fragment of the divine wood was already in a fossilized state—unable to be eaten or swallowed, only useful for contemplation—so there was no need to worry about them not returning it.
The tree man was curious and asked via mental message, “Given your form of life, this fragment shouldn’t be of much use to you. Why do you value it so highly?”

Faced with this issue, Su Che certainly wouldn’t reveal the secret of possessing the Creation Divine Tree. He simply said, “This fragment came from one of my friends. Moreover, I promised him that I would use this piece of the divine tree to help him fulfill a wish—to create a certain type of creature he specified. So…”
“That’s so.”
The Tree Man nodded. “If it’s only for that reason, I can do it. After I understood the true essence of creating life, I’ll be able to help you grow such a sapling. Soon, you’ll be able to keep your promise to your friend.”
“Oh?”
Su Che was slightly stunned, not fully grasping the meaning of his words. Meanwhile, the Creation Divine Tree urgently sent a message from the Immortal Prison: “This is great, master! Agree to it quickly!”