Zhunti leaped into the air, his hand seals shifting as the entire Wuzhuang Temple rose from the ground and floated aloft.
Protected by his mana, the Ginseng Fruit Tree remained lush with branches and leaves, brimming with vitality.
Zhunti nodded to Zhenyuanzi.
"Your divine abilities are remarkable, fellow Daoist. I am impressed."
Zhenyuanzi could not help but sigh.
He could not shake the feeling that Zhunti's technique was so practiced, as though he had uprooted the Ginseng Fruit Tree countless times before.
Yet Jieyin and Zhunti had met the Ginseng Fruit Tree only two or three times!
Zhunti smiled calmly, full of confidence.
Ever since learning that Zhenyuanzi intended to join the West,
he had rehearsed this very scene countless times through the Dream Path Enlightenment Method.
The transplanting of the Ginseng Fruit Tree alone had been deduced to perfection. How could anything go wrong?
In the distance, the Three Pure Ones, who had not yet gone far, stopped to watch.
Jieyin and Zhunti were at it again!
This scene was far too familiar!
All three of them recalled unpleasant memories.
Could it be that once Zhenyuanzi reached the West, a strand of Primordial Violet Qi would mysteriously appear again and help him become a Saint?
Dao De Tianzun snorted coldly.
Yuanshi, standing beside him, remained silent.
Yuanshi was still pondering how he could have lost so completely in the contest of comprehension against the Westerners.
If Haotian had not been there to come in last, he would truly have lost all face this time!
Tongtian merely chuckled.
"Not bad. At least they did not move the entire mountain away this time. Better than last time."
Though his words were mocking,
they carried a trace of indescribable bitterness.
The East had lost another powerhouse!
When Styx left, one could