"In that case..."
Qing Jun stared unblinkingly at Su Qingdai, showcasing what she believed was a fierce smile on her doll-like face,
"Then we can only clean up Su and toss her in the pot with some scallions! After being in Medicine King Valley for so many years, Su is definitely a great tonic!"
As she spoke, the little girl made a show of wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth and stepped forward slightly.
"..." Zhiwei held her forehead.
"!" Jin’er widened her eyes. To be honest, she had wondered while lying in bed unable to sleep before if this second senior sister might eat her...
"No, no, no! I don’t know about that, but... but I know something else!"
Su Qingdai was so frightened that she went pale. She steeled herself and spilled everything she knew.
"That ice-fire carp was entirely made up by me! Boohoo, I was so scared at the time, seeing how much you could eat, I randomly made up a delicious-sounding demon beast name to buy some time!"
The little girl’s face darkened.
Does she look like she can eat that much?
Moreover...
"Made up?!"
When Qing Jun heard that the half-ice, half-fire fish she’d been dreaming of was fake, she flew into a rage.
Her little fists clenched, making cracking sounds, and even the silly tuft of hair on her head stood up in fury.
"That deceitful Su! Daring to fool Qing Jun’s stomach! Jin’er, heat the water! Add extra star anise and bay leaves!"
Jin’er nodded instinctively and actually started boiling water and heating the pot, even quietly asking, "Senior sister, should we give Su a wash first..."
This made the little girl pause, then deliberately smirk mischievously, "Yes, and pluck her feathers too! Hmph, if it’s senior sister, there’s no need for plucking, she’s fair and fragrant enough! But Su..."
Zhiwei’s face turned darker.
Deep breath—
Don’t get angry.
This is a junior sister.
If junior sister gets hurt, Master will be sad...
Thinking of this,
Zhiwei barely held back her anger.
For Master, she could endure anything!
For instance, True Inheritor Bai...
"Wait!" Su Qingdai shrieked, "Dragon Blood Bodhi! It’s the Dragon Blood Bodhi! I know where it is!"
This time, not only was Qing Jun stunned, but even Lu Zhiwei beside her suddenly opened her eyes.
In Master’s strategy, several Treasures of Heaven and Earth were mentioned.
But unfortunately, the whereabouts of these treasures were unknown.
Of course, it was also peculiar that though Master didn’t know their location, he seemed to know who would obtain them...
For example,
This True Inheritor Su will acquire the Dragon Blood Bodhi in this Grotto Heaven.
Dragon Blood Bodhi is a top-tier Treasure of Heaven and Earth for Qing Jun, greatly accelerating her cultivation progress.
Indeed, this was the real reason Zhiwei allowed Qing Jun to capture Su Qingdai.
"But how does Master know this?"
Zhiwei was puzzled.
At that time, Master explained:
"I learned from a certain secret that Luoxiao Grotto Heaven has a Third Tier Spirit Plant, named Dragon Blood Bodhi."
"It’s said that years ago, Songyang Sect slew a Third Tier Flood Dragon, then used its essence blood to water a mutant Bodhi tree, cultivating Spirit Fruits, and was cared for by a Golden Core True Man."
"Medicine King Valley is true to its name, adept in Spirit Plant cultivation. Perhaps the Golden Core True Man nurturing Dragon Blood Bodhi is Medicine King Valley’s ancestor? If so, Su might know where it is."
But the more Zhiwei pondered, the stranger it seemed.
She knew Master well, although Master spoke of many possibilities, she could sense his utter confidence...
Of course, Zhiwei wasn’t aware.
In the original plotline, Su Qingdai lived for five hundred years, becoming a Golden Core True Man later, relying on Dragon Blood Bodhi to establish a solid foundation in her youth...
Thus, Master’s confidence was natural.
"Dragon Blood Bodhi?"
Qing Jun tilted her head, her big eyes blinking,
"What’s that? Is it a fruit? Crunchy or soft? Sweet?"
"Sweet! Absolutely sweet! Years ago, Songyang Sect’s powers slew a Third Tier Flood Dragon and used its essence blood to water a mutant Bodhi tree, yielding an unrivaled Spirit Fruit over a millennium!"
Seeing an opportunity, Su Qingdai quickly began selling the idea uncontrollably, like dumping beans from a bamboo tube,
"Not only is the Spiritual Qi impossibly rich, but for your kind of vigorous physique, it’s a complete tonic! Eating one is equivalent to chewing through an Iron Armored Earth Dragon!"
Hearing "equivalent to an Iron Armored Earth Dragon," Qing Jun smacked her lips, involuntary tears streaming from the corners of her mouth.
Meanwhile, Su Qingdai was secretly observing the three little girls, plotting in her mind.
In truth, after these few days of interaction, she’d already figured it out.
This demon child, rumored so mystically by outsiders, was not some bloodthirsty demon.
That day in the Medicinal Garden, though Qing Jun floored all the disciples of Medicine King Valley, her fists were fierce, but didn’t threaten their lives.
In the Cultivation Realm where it’s survival of the fittest, if it were the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect, they’d have mercilessly killed to monopolize the Spirit Gras long ago.
"I suppose, because I set the poison array merely to drive them away, intending no harm. They detected it, hence they showed mercy..."
Su Qingdai thought privately.
Most of the Medicine King Valley were Alchemists, relatively gentle in temperament, especially the young female disciples like them.
So that day, they didn’t have the intention of killing these three little girls.
However.
In reality, there is quite some animosity between Medicine King Valley and Lingyin Sect. When Medicine King Valley destroyed Hundred Herbs Valley back then, Lingyin Sect stepped in to take Hundred Herbs Valley’s remnants, seizing their resources completely, then established the Herb Pavilion to further encroach on Medicine King Valley’s business, thus fueling the feud.
Though she would not kill three innocent little girls over old grievances.