"Stop planting them, all of you! Don't come water the Dao Tree tomorrow. I got duped by that old bastard!"
The Little Black Tower grew more and more convinced that something was wrong. That old man definitely had a problem.
Hearing that the Little Black Tower would no longer let them water the Dao Tree, Qin Guan was speechless. "Tower Master, what kind of joke are you making? My little sapling is about to start exerting itself. If we don't feed it, won't it starve to death?"
The Little Black Tower immediately roared, "Whether it starves to death has jack shit to do with me! These things will attract the Heavenly Tribulation. Isn't my life a life too? Did you fucking consider my safety?"
"The Heavenly Tribulation probably won't target you, right? After all, we planted this Dao Tree ourselves. We should be the ones to face the tribulation," Zi Qing hurriedly reassured the Little Black Tower.
Su Qingjie nodded in agreement. "Miss Zi is right. Tower Brother, although this Great Dao Mountain is inside you, we're the ones who planted the tree. When the Heavenly Tribulation descends, it should lock onto us."
Lin Qing'er, who had remained silent the entire time, rarely spoke up in support:
"Tower Brother, aren't you overthinking this? No matter how unreasonable the Heavenly Dao is, it wouldn't strike an innocent tower, would it?"
Although the Heavenly Tribulation was powerful enough to cause one's body and soul to perish, cultivation was inherently an endeavor against the heavens. How could anyone expect a smooth journey, taking only benefits without shouldering any risks?
The Little Black Tower refused to let them water the Dao Tree, and none of them were willing to give up.
That was the legendary Dao Fruit, with boundless benefits for their Great Dao