Cultivation of Immortality: I Have a Devil Fruit Tree

On the soul-measuring platform, six-year-old Lu Ming was found to have useless roots, and the whole village fell into silence. No one knows that there is a tree growing in his Dantian. The fruit on the tree has a spiral peel, a ridiculous color, and is as ugly as a murder weapon; when you take a bite, it tastes as if it has been chewed for ten years - and then the body starts to act irrationally. Rubber. Shock. Secretly. Thunder. Magma. Frozen. Twinkle. Operation. Phoenix. Qinglong. A monk in Canglan Realm would sacrifice his life for a chance encounter in his life. Lu Ming's tree will always bear fruit. What's even more outrageous is that for those who have eaten his fruit, every practice, every battle, and every enlightenment will turn into a warm current and feed back to him. "I heard that there is an immortal fruit in Cangxuan Mansion that allows people to reach heaven in one step?" "Yes." Lu Ming smiled sincerely, "I have kept this one for you for a long time." From a useless boy in Daling Village to the most untouchable person in the Canglan world. He fought bandits, overthrew aristocratic families, fought with large sects, and broke the knives handed to him from behind. He never wanted to become emperor. He just wanted the guys who starved with him back then to have fruit to eat, to fight in battles, to be alive, and to be able to sit together and brag.