"Apricot Baby, you had to take it easy."
In a corner of the Apricot Realm, Jinren pulled the Dragon Apricot Spirit aside for a private talk. "The Nine-Sacrifice Osmanthus's true body has been arranged beside you now. There was plenty of time ahead."
"As the ancients said, 'A graceful tree maiden, a gentleman's fair pursuit.' But Ghost Willow has now become a World Tree too, so you had to be careful. Do not rush things."
The Dragon Apricot Spirit wore a resentful expression. "I told you, no Ghost Willow, no Ghost Willow!"
"No, no, no..." Jinren shook his head. "Ghost Willow is indispensable, because if the Apricot Realm is to develop, it cannot do without his power. But in terms of attitude, how I treat them and how I treat you are entirely different."
With a sincere expression, Jinren spread his hands and continued, "No matter what happens in the future, I will unquestionably stand wholly on your side. That goes without saying. They only came later; they have no feelings between us."
"You are different. We rose from obscurity together and share the same goal. I want to surpass the Ten Seat Holders, while you want to surpass God-Worship Willow and become the foremost Ancestor Tree, right?"
The Dragon Apricot Spirit opened his mouth. In truth, he did not want to surpass anyone. He only wanted to sleep. But under the current circumstances...
If he did not surpass him, the Nine-Sacrifice Osmanthus would very likely be led away by God-Worship Willow.
Judging by the state of those two, before Big Brother God-Worship Willow, Auntie Nine-Sacrifice Osmanthus could seemingly become a little sister too.
Pressure!
Tremendous pressure! The Dragon Apricot Spirit, who had always preferred to muddle along in peace, was unexpectedly stirred into some fighting spirit, only to grow