Under the Gold Condensation Fruit Tree, Jiuxiao Scatter Man wore a worried expression on his face.
The Gold Condensation Fruit Tree he had yearned for over hundreds of years stood right before him, yet they could only sigh.
Even the Demon King could only wait, and so could they. Such a heavenly and earthly treasure as the Gold Condensation Fruit Tree, once transplanted, would have to start bearing fruit from scratch, requiring another eight hundred years!
That was not just exceedingly difficult, but his lifespan was not even close to eight hundred years!
And if they waited another dozen years, not to mention the risk of exposure, just the octopus Demon King alone posed a problem.
He might come back to check from time to time.
This was also the sea area belonging to the demonic race of the Eastern Domain.