Mount Longevity.
Five Manor Temple.
Zhen Yuanzi reluctantly bid farewell to Jade Pure Yuanshi and Ancestral Witch Houtu.
The two fellow Daoists had come to Mount Longevity to discuss the Dao with him, and he had indeed benefited greatly.
"These Ginseng Fruits have only just fallen. They taste best when eaten here at Five Manor Temple."
"However, the Three Pure Ones and the Twelve Ancestral Witches are all rather busy, so take some Ginseng Fruits back with you this time."
Zhen Yuanzi no longer insisted on having everyone dine at Five Manor Temple. The Three Pure Ones might still come again, but Ancestral Witch Houtu's elder brothers did not look like the sort to come here for leisurely discussions of the Dao.
Now that everyone was leaving, he no longer tried to keep them.
Zhen Yuanzi still deserved to be called an Immortal. Though Red Cloud's temperament had influenced him somewhat, he was not indiscriminately kind.
The Ginseng Fruits really did taste good. Hopefully, they would not be toppled by Western schemes.
However, the Three Lights Divine Water in my Three Pure Ones Heaven can gather in vast quantities over a Calamity. I'll give you more when the time comes.
Jade Pure Yuanshi silently listened to his disciple's inner thoughts and learned of a future in which Zhen Yuanzi's Ginseng Fruit Tree would be toppled.
Yet that future seemed very distant, and there was no urgency to it, so he did not pay it much attention.
"Fellow Daoist Houtu, after we part this time, if you encounter any problems, you may come to Eastern Kunlun to find me."
Houtu had gained far more from coming to Mount Longevity's Five Manor Temple than she had from visiting the Nether Blood Sea. Naturally, she now had to return to her tribe and