"Where exactly did Senior Brother go at a time like this?"
"War could break out at any moment. If the alien races find out that all six Extreme Daluos are gone...!"
"And the Sage actually agreed to take them away at such a critical juncture."
"Although One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones can be used as a disguise, the moment a real fight breaks out, it'll be exposed instantly."
"No, I can't keep thinking about this."
"If I keep dwelling on it, something will go wrong with my state of mind. No matter what, the mistake can't happen on my side."
"Have some tea and calm down!"
Zzz~!
Lifting a white jade cup that held barely an ounce or so, Selfless True Person began to savor it with great elegance.
One sip, then another.
Though the cup held only about an ounce, he divided it into five sips before finishing it all.
Setting down the teacup, he took a teapot from beside him and placed it before himself. Then he reached toward a small tree nearby—crystal-clear, wreathed in strange light, radiating a seven-colored halo. Less than a foot tall, it nevertheless twisted and wound with ancient, rugged vigor. He plucked three leaves from it.
Each leaf was no longer than nine hao and no wider than five hao, perfectly corresponding to the number of nine and five.
At the same time, the veins upon the leaves were uniquely patterned. They held the lines of heaven and earth, the paths of mountains and rivers; their markings resembled scenery and nurtured the Dao.
With a wave of his hand, he drew down water from the Nine Heavens and heated it over a gentle flame. It boiled three times and cooled three times, until the leaves had completely dissolved into the water