A hundred years later.
Nothing of note had happened in this universe. It remained as tranquil as a deep lake. Battles between Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors occasionally stirred tiny ripples on its surface, but they were not enough to draw the attention of the strongest beings.
Today, Yuangeng paused his work refining a Life Origin Star for the first time in ages. He descended into the Ancient World beneath the Mars Sea Eye, where he found the Qilin Emperor sitting cross-legged on the Lunar Essence Islet at the center of the world. Beside him, the Kirin Immortal Medicine paced lightly, while the Bodhi Immortal Medicine swayed with golden radiance.
"Look, you've been taking good care of my Bodhi Tree too."
He casually took a seat beside his Stone House. After more than a thousand years apart, the Bodhi Immortal Medicine had grown from a tiny seedling into a small tree. It stood barely over a foot tall, its branches still tender and its leaves only just beginning to grow. The patterns along their veins were wondrous, bearing manifestations of golden wheels and jeweled parasols.
These manifestations were clearly connected to the paths of monks and Buddhas. Though their lineages had long since lost their transmissions, the Bodhi divine medicine had preserved them, like an unconventional ascetic waiting for someone to return through reincarnation.
"Following your suggestion, I studied some principles and methods related to faith thought power."
The old Qilin extended a finger, which immediately erupted with dazzling golden light. Within it, a great golden Qilin tossed his head with such a majestic bearing that he truly resembled a Wisdom King.
"You should be careful. I think this tree is uncanny. When I develop thought-power methods, I often see a bald man sitting inside the Bodhi Tree. His face is