Ye Wudi is too tall. When she looks down at people with such disdain, her gaze always seems to carry a sense of contempt. Anyone who looks at her will wonder if she is looking down on them.
If it weren't for the fact that their Plant Sect rarely interacted with the outside world, this Sect Leader Ye's enemies might be all over the Lower Immortal Realm.
However, Zhao Xi had already done her homework, so she remained calm and raised her hand in a gesture of invitation: "Sect Leader Ye, I've heard so much about you. Please come this way."
She led the giantess to a side hall that had been prepared nearby.
She didn't want others to hear her conversation with Sect Leader Ye, so she only invited her. Her disciples were all taken outside to the Hundred Beasts Garden for amusement.
A row of spirit plant pots was placed in the corner of the hall, which had just been moved from the Hundred Beasts Garden to cater to the preferences of the Cuiyun Sect.
These flowers were carefully cultivated by Atu, blooming in a riot of color and exuding a spiritual aura, filling the entire hall with a rich and pleasant fragrance.
Ye Wudi frowned upon smelling the fragrance of the flowers and snorted, "You vixen, all you do is seduce others."
Zhao Xi thought: "???"
The seats were prepared in advance and were much wider than ordinary chairs. Many monks prefer to sit on futons, but when receiving guests, they also prefer to sit on chairs to relieve the fatigue from sitting cross-legged for a long time, and also to appear more dignified.
Although the large chair was suitable for Sect Leader Ye's physique, Zhao Xi never expected that she would bring all the little seedlings of the sect with her.
Fortunately, Ye Wudi would move the potted plants from behind him to in front of him before carefully sitting down.
Then she took out the spiritual spring again, sprayed a cloud of water vapor as before, and carefully examined the leaves of the seedling.
Zhao Xi took a closer look and realized that the glistening moisture on the seedlings was almost dried.
No wonder the plant spirit loved Master Ye despite his fierce demeanor; she was like a strict homeroom teacher, taking care of everything in great detail and being quite considerate.
A gust of wind will blow away the water essence. This hall is full of moisture for ordinary spiritual plants, but it is too dry for the seedlings.
Seeing this, Zhao Xi took out a low table and tea set, poured in the spiritual spring water, affixed a fire spirit talisman, and started brewing tea.
The hall quickly became warm and humid, and a layer of tea aroma wafted through the air.
This way the air won't be too dry.
Zhao Xi was about to pour tea when the spiritual spring water tinkled as it fell into the cup, making a pleasant sound. She said, "Sect Leader Ye, the demons are now running rampant in the Immortal Realm. For the safety of our respective sects, we should join forces..."
"You..." Ye Wudi stared at her hands as she fiddled with the tea set, hesitating to speak.
Zhao Xi thought, "Please speak."
Ye Wudi: "Don't you feel offended that you're brewing tea in front of a plant spirit?"
"…………"
Zhao Xi's hand froze for a moment, almost spilling the water. She quickly put away the tea set and said with an embarrassed smile, "Since the sect leader doesn't like it, I'll put it away."
This Ye Wudi is no pushover; luckily, I prepared food in advance to save the day.
But it was also her fault for being careless.
Lin Che always made her feel that there was nothing wrong with eating fish.
Even Salya agrees to eat dog meat. Although he doesn't eat it himself, he never stops other monsters from feasting on it.
Everyone around Zhao Xixiang is normal and doesn't force anyone. But since you've already stepped out into the world, you should respect other people's worldviews.
She quickly pointed to the tea and snacks on the low table, "Please have some pastries!"
Ye Wudi pinched the square cake with his fingers and ate several pieces in a row.
The little cubs had to hold the square cakes in both hands and gnaw on them for half a day, but to the giantess, these large square cakes were nothing more than dried tofu. She ate them one bite at a time, swallowing them after only a couple of chews, and soon finished eating all the cakes on the table.
We'll get down to business after we finish eating.
"These demons have turned the Lower Immortal Realm into a mess. Our sect is small, and the children are naturally timid. They are even afraid to go out to find spiritual treasures."
Ye Wudi looked at Zhao Xi and thought, "Aren't you that great demon's lover? You're quite good-looking too, why not use your beauty to seduce him?"
Zhao Xi was taken aback: "Huh?"
How come she managed to steer the conversation I prepared off-topic?
What on earth is a honey trap?
Ye Wudi glanced at her figure and said, "I heard he stole the Disguise Pill and transformed that little demon you took from your sect into your likeness. Such a dangerous person, why don't you get close to him and poison him?"
As she spoke, she took out a bundle of purple grass from her ring and placed it on the table. "This is called Purple Mystic Soul-Severing Grass. The color of Soul-Severing Grass varies, and the darker the color, the more poisonous it is. Since you can cook, go and make him a meal and cook this into the dish. He won't be on guard against you, so just say it's food for mortals, and he'll definitely eat it. Wouldn't that solve everything once and for all? We won't even need to open this alliance, and we can save a lot of effort to focus on cultivation."
"…………"
The demons are truly a race where good deeds don't travel far, but bad deeds travel a thousand miles.
No, they didn't do anything good either.
But bad things...
This isn't a bad thing.
Zhao Xi was puzzled. It seemed that someone particularly liked to talk about the Star Gate gossip. Any movement in the star field, especially romantic affairs, could be spread to the entire Immortal Realm, even the smallest details.
It would be quite normal for cultivators from the lower realms to be driven by fear and to try to ascertain the Demonic Sect's next move.
However, the matter between Little Sprout and Hoshino was just some gossip and private matters, and had nothing to do with the lives of cultivators.
In the past, many cultivators would not have liked to hear such things. They were too lazy to engage in dual cultivation with others and create unnecessary karma. They would rather stay in their caves and sit cross-legged in meditation.
Zhao Xi picked up a fallen piece of Purple Mystic Soul-Severing Grass from the table, smelled it briefly, and squinted her eyes.
A strange, rusty-smelling spiritual energy rushed straight to her nose.
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