“It’s even less likely that we’ll get it!” he said, shaking his head.

"The sacred water was requested for me by Master Sudatta!"

"The one who truly desires the spiritual water is me!"

"Please, Master, grant me one!" Zhong Ling bowed to Fa Jie and said.

“What do you want it for?” Fajie asked.

“Cultivate elixirs to save all people,” Zhong Ling said.

"Are you a healer?" Fajie asked again.

"Yes." Zhong Ling nodded.

"The idea is good!"

"But spiritual water is extremely precious; it takes hundreds of years to produce even a small bottle!"

“We still can’t give it to him!” Fa Jie shook his head.

“I’m willing to pay any price!” Zhong Ling said through gritted teeth.

Fa Jie looked at her.

"Any cost?"

"yes."

"Any cost!"

"Then I'll shave my head and become a nun, spending my days with ancient Buddha and the green lamp!"

“Perhaps this will move the Buddha, who will grant you a pill!” said Fajie.

"You bald monk, how dare you force my senior sister!" Shi Jing roared in anger.

“I did not force you; this is a condition!” Fa Jie said, his face darkening.

"Third Junior Sister, why be so subservient!"

"Since they won't give it to us, then we'll raze this wretched mountain to the ground!"

“We’ve already dug up the tree, so we can take it back,” Nangong Rou said.

"How dare you?" Fa Jie was furious. He looked down at her and said.

"Of course I dare." Nangong Rou swayed, flew into the sky, and walked over by taking steps in mid-air.

She looked at Fajie and smiled slightly.

"If you don't give it to us, we'll raze Little Spirit Mountain to the ground!"

"Killing someone to steal a tree!"

"And we will trample all your arrogance under our feet!"