When the watering finally paused, Li Changsheng gazed at the towering tree before him with immense satisfaction.
"That should do it. More watering won't make it grow any taller. From here on, it'll take slow, steady work. I'll have another two spiritual veins diverted here later to provide for the Wooden Sword Immortal's daily needs."
Wang Zhiming, Grand Elder of the Divine Pill Academy, also handed Chu Xisheng a porcelain bottle. "This is the Divine Tree Essence I had someone refine on short notice. It can strengthen the primal energy of this incarnation of the Wooden Sword Immortal and encourage its growth.
"We've only refined this one bottle for now, but I'll have more delivered later. Starting today, you must water the Blood Pine divine tree with the essence four times a day-morning, noon, evening, and midnight. Ten drops each time. You mustn't neglect it."
The Grand Elder of the Patriarch Hall stroked his beard. "Besides that, you must offer worship, burn incense, and pray every morning and evening, as well as regularly clean and tend the divine tree. This will allow the Wooden Sword Immortal's divine intent to fix upon the lower realm, making it easier for Him to descend in the future. So please take this to heart, Blood-Yazi Candidate. If the Heavenly Wave Residence lacks enough hands, the Patriarch Hall can send some people to help."
Besides tending to the successive patriarchs enshrined within it, the Patriarch Hall also oversaw the entire sect's daily rites.
We've practically invited a grand lord home to wait on, Chu Xisheng thought.
There was no way he would let the Patriarch Hall send people over.
Chu Xisheng had many secrets.
Previously, everyone around him had been trustworthy. Once he shut the gates of the Heavenly Wave Residence, life couldn't have been