Tongming Master seemed to understand, suddenly saying, "Does this chief not approve of taking disciples in the Xuanwei Realm?"
"Um..." Cheng Kong Master sighed, "He has another reason, the Netherworld Immortal Qin Mu, who is the disciple he took in the Xuanwei Realm... and also his only disciple."
Tongming Master grinned reluctantly: So...
He could somewhat understand the chief’s thoughts now.
The issue is, the reason why Cheng Kong Master had exceptionally lent the Qingjing Bamboo to Zheng Fa was to draw him into the Supreme Dao.
Take back the sect’s Qingjing Bamboo!
"I and Zheng Fa promised that this Qingjing Bamboo could at least be lent to him for two more months..." Cheng Kong Master sighed, "Now it’s only been half a month..."
Tongming Master also felt somewhat helpless.
Cheng Kong Master intended to favor Zheng Fa, but wouldn’t going back on his word backfire?
"Actually... It’s not that big a deal?" Tongming Master thought hard for a while, suddenly speaking up, "The Qingjing Bamboo has no roots left, Zheng Fa keeping it for half a month and two months... doesn’t seem to make much of a difference?"
Cheng Kong Master was startled, then suddenly understood.
"Right, these days he should also realize that wanting Qingjing Bamboo was a loss, maybe even feeling some regret. Tongming, prepare some cultivation elixirs... I’ll go talk to Zheng Fa!"
"Yes, maybe Zheng Fa is even hoping you’d offer a different reward!"
Zheng Fazheng intently watched Blood River Ancestor and the several Demon Sect disciples behind him, his expression somewhat complex.
He then looked towards Master Qian by his side.
Master Qian nodded at him.
"...Are you saying, the Charming Skill of your Great Freedom Demon Sect, works on trees too?"
"Not all are effective..." Blood River Ancestor quickly replied, "Most are ineffective, but there are a few cultivation methods that can stimulate plant growth."
As he spoke, he cast a spell onto a blade of grass at his feet.
The grass, originally no more than inches tall and fragile, soon turned into a green serpent as thick as a bowl, ferociously flaring its fangs as if to devour someone.
Zheng Fa watched for a long while, then looked again at Master Qian.
"I have observed under the microscopic Array, this spell creates what the Sect Leader mentioned as growth hormones..."
Zheng Fa looked at a smug Blood River Ancestor, sighing in his heart—this Great Freedom Demon Sect is indeed too wild.
The Charming Skill, from a scientific perspective, controls either nerves or hormones.
Now it seems, the Great Freedom Demon Sect’s Charming Skill leans towards producing hormones?
Even managing to produce something like growth hormones, which is somewhat reasonable...
What’s unreasonable is that they don’t even spare birds...
"Where does this spell come from?"
"All created by our ancestors..."
Blood River Ancestor was taken aback, not understanding why Zheng Fa was asking this.
"I’m just curious... when your Demon Sect ancestors invented this spell, what were they thinking?"
"What were they... thinking... um..."
Blood River Ancestor was at a loss for words.
Behind him, Lin Bufan quietly lowered his head, feeling ashamed for the first time due to his Demon Sect heritage...
Zheng Fa asked Master Qian to escort Blood River Ancestor away but kept Lin Bufan behind.
During this time, Zheng Fa let Lin Bufan stay with Blood River Ancestor and the others because they shared a common origin, and Lin Bufan could act as a guide.
Furthermore, he relatively trusted Lin Bufan, given the Human Soul Seal in his hand.
"Nothing unusual, but they are not devoted to Jiushan..."
Lin Bufan honestly reported.
"No worries, as long as they don’t make trouble, they can’t cause waves inside Jiushan Realm..." Zheng Fa waved his hand, not insisting further, then added, "As long as the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor is alive, they won’t likely side with our Jiushan Sect..."
Zheng Fa understood it clearly:
According to Blood River Ancestor, the control the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor has over the disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Sect is extremely strong.
Now Lin Bufan’s survival, likely because the other party isn’t resurrected yet.
But the other disciples are different, they might still be waiting for the Demon Ancestor to rescue them.
Among these people, Zheng Fa trusted Lin Bufan the most, and then the displeased Blood River Ancestor who might have offended the Great Freedom Demon Ancestor...
"I... will make sure to watch over them!"
Lin Bufan clenched his teeth as he spoke.
"No, I’m not asking you to watch over them," Zheng Fa waved his hand and said, "You, after all, are from the Great Freedom Demon Sect, our Jiushan Sect’s heritage is of no use to you..."
Lin Bufan suddenly widened his eyes.
"Among these people, there are Golden Core and Divinity Transformation cultivators like Blood River Ancestor, and now you hold a special status in our Jiushan Sect, they might probably try to please you..."
Unexpectantly, Zheng Fa had planned for him...
His mouth agape, Lin Bufan found himself at a loss for words.
"Learn well, I have tasks to entrust you with in the future..." Zheng Fa smiled, "It’s not forever selling blood."
Zheng Fa watched as Lin Bufan turned his head, touched his face, and slowly walked away.
Zheng Fa hadn’t expected the good news so soon; the first step in cultivating Qingjing Bamboo—Master Qian and the others succeeded in achieving plant cell dedifferentiation in just three days.
"It’s not difficult, I just hadn’t noticed before," Master Qian explained, "Actually, the protoplast fusion before was a bit harder..."
Zheng Fa slowly nodded; technically, cell dedifferentiation was really simple...
It’s just that recognition and the knowledge system are the hard parts!
"Besides, with Blood River and others helping, we only experimented five times before succeeding!"
Zheng Fa looked towards Blood River Ancestor by his side and couldn’t help but nod in appreciation—every disciple from the Great Freedom Demon Sect is extraordinary and very useful.
That Great Freedom Demon Ancestor is truly wasting talents!
"Since that’s the case, you and Blood River will try later to see if Qingjing Bamboo cells can dedifferentiate."
Master Qian was not surprised, but Blood River Ancestor’s face was all confusion: "What cells?"
Blood River Ancestor fell into thought—why does this thing sound so familiar?
He glanced at the sword blade under his feet and remembered: Oh, it’s what killed me!
Zheng Fa also felt a bit embarrassed, finally realizing his thoughtlessness—asking Blood River Ancestor and others to cultivate Qingjing Bamboo, probably a bit like asking a mother hen to warm the pot, having the pig sharpen the knife...