Chapter 2403


    “Also, where is Miss Phoebe now?” asked Aiden.


    “Unfortunately, I have no idea… I don’t even have her phone number! Regardless, the letter stated that


    the Divine Fruit tree should be where Heavenly Fire descends… However, even after thinking hard


    about this for a year, I can’t seem to understand what it means! I’ve thoroughly looked into it, and


    throughout earth’s history, not once has heavenly fire descended!” muttered Professor Boyle with a


    sigh as he shook his head.


    “While I can’t think of a ce that matches that description either, I know for a fact that the Divine Fruit


    tree is in the North Desert,” replied Gerald.


    “Hmm? Why is that?” asked the surprised Professor Boyle.


    “I have my reasons. Regardless, I’m nning to use all my resources to scour the North Desert for the


    Divine Fruit tree. I must find it at all costs! Regardless, since things havee to this, I’m suggesting a


    proposal. Essentially, I’ll work together with you to locate the tree, but in return, you help find Miss


    Willow for me. Call it a hunch, but I just have a feeling that she’s from a mysterious family…” replied


    Gerald.


    Though Gerald was well aware that locating the tree was still going to be like finding a needle in a


    haystack, he didn’t really have any other choice. It was his final chance to get to Yearning Ind.


    Regardless, the professor nodded in response before saying, “Deal. While I don’t know her exact


    location, I do know that she’s from the north. I’ll ask my ex-students to see if I can locate her


    hometown…”


    Before the professor could finish his sentence, his face suddenly paled and he started coughing badly!


    Realizing that he was even coughing out blood now, the shocked Aiden eximed, “P-professor


    Boyle!”


    “I’m… Fine… It’s just a rpse of an old issue… Truth be told, I’ve only been able to survive till this day


    because of the ancient books I’ve read… For context, I discovered that ancient people prolonged their


    lives by using abination of specific breathing techniques and special formations… With that said,


    by helping you, I’m also helping myself. After all, if I manage to see this presumably extinct nt with


    my own eyes, I’ll surely be able to die in peace!” replied the professor as he wiped the blood from the


    corner of his mouth.


    It was at that moment when a middle-aged man came running into the parlor while shouting,


    “Father…!”


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    Following closely behind him, was a young woman who looked to be in her twenties. Upon seeing all


    the blood the professor had coughed out, the woman ran toward him before asking in a concerned


    tone, “A… Are you alright, grandfather…?! “


    “I’ll live,” replied Professor Boyle as he waved his hand in reassurance.


    Naturally, the middle-aged man wasn’t about to believe that. With that, he red at Aiden before


    scowling, “Inconsiderate, much?! My father’s been ill for quite a while now, and he isn’t allowed to


    strain his mind! Yet here you are, disturbing him! Please leave at once!”


    “Mind your manners, Fayvel! We have important business to attend to!” retorted the professor.


    Now smiling bitterly, Gerald took the chance to say, “To rify, Mr. Boyle, we aren’t expecting help for


    free. I’m aware that Professor Boyle’s illness stems from a heart and lung injury from about ten years


    ago. At the time, you may have thought that it was merely a minor injury that would heal after the


    operation. However, I can assure you that if Professor Boyle hadn’t learned the breathing techniques in


    his forties to build up his inner strength, there’s a good chance he’d be dead by now!”