"Bang!" Hongjian slammed the chess manual down, no longer interested in studying it. She picked up a cup of tea and gulped it down. "Don't mention him to me!"
"Sigh...tsk!" The Bodhi Tree looked timid. "I didn't mention him. I just think young girls these days are really weird. None of them like using swords. The horse-slaying saber is too cumbersome. Using it makes you look like a big man. It's not pretty at all!"
“People can use whatever they want. Aren’t there people who use bows and swords?” The Goddess of Red Paper raised her chin, indicating to the Bodhi Tree that it wasn’t bad to look at the other two little girls practicing their weapons.
The Bodhi Tree suddenly didn't know how to respond.
It's said that Hongjian still has feelings for that old man Yujing. Every time Hongjian mentions him, she looks indignant and furious.
It's not that Hongjian doesn't care about that heartless man Yujing, but she takes every person and thing related to him very seriously.
If you ask him, this old iron tree, they should sit down and have a proper talk. Now, because of some misunderstandings, neither of them is happy.
One is in the spirit world, staring at his Bodhi Mirror every day, while the other is undergoing tribulations in the cultivation world, going through many years but unable to ascend. It's really worrying to watch!
If Yu Jing cannot ascend successfully in ten years in the cultivation world, he will truly be unable to return to his position!
Even this old tree was getting anxious. The Bodhi Tree shook its head and sighed, "You're just being stubborn! As a friend of Yu Jing for ten thousand years, I truly believe that Yu Jing is blind. He has such a wonderful goddess like you, yet he insists on..."
The Goddess of Red Paper cast a cold gaze at the Bodhi Tree, her hand flashing with the red light of the Fire Condensation Technique, silently warning him not to speak recklessly.
The words that were on the tip of his tongue suddenly caught in his throat. The Bodhi Divine Tree said awkwardly, "Forget it, there's no use saying all this now. How about I raise the bar for these little girls? Don't we Bodhi Mirror cultivators only need to form a Golden Core to leave? I'll go easy on them. We'll raise the bar by three minor realms, so they can't leave unless they're at the mid-Golden Core stage! What do you think?"
"Mid-stage Golden Core?" The Goddess Hongjian poured herself another cup of tea, trying hard to recall the classification of cultivation realms in the cultivation world for the Golden Core stage: early stage, early stage, mid stage, late stage, and perfect stage, after which one advances to the Nascent Soul stage.
"Their cultivation level is too low; they're not capable enough to venture out. No, let them go out again at the Nascent Soul stage!"
She spoke boldly, completely disregarding what the Bodhi Tree would do for the three children (or solve any problems) because of her words.
"Hehe, you're really funny! My Bodhi Mirror isn't some cabbage, how can I give it away to a few young girls so cheaply?"
Hongjian ignored everything else, her fair and slender hand gripping the clear green teacup tightly. Her gaze turned cold and ruthless, a silent threat: If you say another word, your beloved teacup will turn to ashes in the next instant!
Hehe, the Bodhi Tree understood immediately: "Poor me, a ten-thousand-year-old divine tree, actually have to become a wet nurse for a few little girls!" He was indignant, he protested.
The protest was unsuccessful. Staring at Hongjian's indifferent eyes, she used the Fire Condensation Technique in her left hand and held a jade teacup in her right. The Bodhi Divine Tree felt a pang of heartache and finally compromised, saying, "At most, we can let them stay until the late Golden Core stage. There are some among them with great fortune, and we cannot interfere arbitrarily."
Fearing that the Goddess of Red Paper wouldn't believe him, the Bodhi Tree simply did some simple calculations with its fingers, tossed a copper coin, and found that it hadn't calculated anything.
"What? What did you calculate?" Hongjian looked at the Bodhi Tree without saying a word for a long time and felt strange. The Bodhi Tree was born of nature and had a lot of spirituality. His divination rarely made mistakes. How could he get stuck on such a casual calculation?
"It cannot be spoken, it must not be spoken." The Bodhi Tree drank a cup of tea to calm his nerves. In truth, he had not figured anything out. His gaze fell once more on the little girl wielding the horse-slaying saber, and he found it somewhat unbelievable.
"They can only reach the late stage of the Golden Core realm, no more than that. Any more would be detrimental to their cultivation." The Bodhi Divine Tree said solemnly, "They really can't reach any more. If you're worried, I can create some challenges every now and then so the three of them can fight more and stretch their muscles and bones. That way, when they get out, they can fight more effectively when they're exorcising demons."
"Alright, thank you!" Hongjian didn't intend to make things difficult for her old friend. Once the matter was settled, she took out a box of Immortal White Tea from her storage ring and gave it to the Bodhi Divine Tree, as well as a jar of Daughter Red Wine that she had extorted from the Old Man of the Moon.
The Bodhi Tree's eyes turned green with envy, and its ostentatious, handsome face was full of feigned refusals: "You're here, so why are you being so polite?"
With her face beaming like a chrysanthemum, Hongjian didn't seem to mind: "Oh, if you feel bad about it, then find some nice things for those three girls to play with!"
"You could give them any withered branches and rotten leaves and they'd be able to run rampant in the cultivation world!"
The gentle smile vanished from Bodhi Tree's handsome face in an instant, his lips twitching as if he wanted to bite someone: He knew it! How could Hong Jian possibly send him something so easily!
The rich aroma of wine flooded his mind, while the refreshing fragrance of celestial tea lingered between his fingers. The Bodhi Tree sighed, "So be it. We auspicious trees, born of nature, simply love to drink all sorts of delicious things. I'm completely under your and Yu Jing's thumb!"
"I am me, and he is him!" Hongjian said expressionlessly.
The three little ones in the Bodhi Mirror were currently cultivating so diligently that they forgot to eat and sleep.
"The Bodhi Tree is very knowledgeable!" Little Peach exclaimed excitedly. The bright morning sun shone through the azure crystal window, and the little girl was lazily sunbathing. "Wow! It's been so long since I've tasted the immortal spring water from the Pure Land of the Spirit Realm!"
Zhu Yi was too lazy to argue with this lazy brat: "It's been more than ten days! How's your memorization of the spellbooks coming along?"
"Uh..." Tao Bao was embarrassed and stunned, then she repeatedly emphasized to Zhu Yi with exaggerated gestures that their immortal plants only needed to eat and drink well to cultivate automatically, and did not need to learn any talismans at all...
"Don't give me that nonsense. The outside world is so complicated. How do you know you'll still be eating and drinking well after you get out? Or will someone else kill you and take the spoils?"
Zhu Yi snatched the teacup from Tao Bao's hand and swept it all away with a wave of her hand: "I'll give you something nice to drink when you memorize ten talismans!"
Every day, the Bodhi Mirror provides a plate of celestial fruits from the spirit world. These fruits, rich in spiritual energy and sweet in taste, are enjoyed by Zhu Yi to the fullest.
"It seems you know a lot about the Bodhi Tree, don't you?" Zhu Yi put away the teacup, ignoring Tao Bao's aggrieved look, and started eating the fruit plate.
“These fruits and teas are full of spiritual energy. We two are eating and drinking well here, so we can’t just not make any progress.”
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