Ye Qingchi saw Yun Yubai's sneaky demeanor and felt a shiver run down his spine, stepping back slightly.
"Master Yun... please don't act this way. Just say what you need to say, without any funny business."
Yun Yubai glanced around before pulling Ye Qingchi to a mountaintop in the Human World.
He set up a barrier to prevent eavesdropping.
Seeing this, Ye Qingchi became serious and cautious. "Master Yun, what exactly do you want to say?"
Yun Yubai stood with his hands behind his back, his expression grim. "A thousand years ago, the Spirit Tree in the Upper Realm was clearly withering, yet it later flourished, brimming with spiritual energy. Do you know why?"
Ye Qingchi was taken aback. "Wasn't it because the major sects found some divine liquid and watered the Spirit Tree to rejuvenate it?"
This was what was recorded in the Immortal World's annals.
But Yun Yubai's words made him suspicious; it seemed far more complicated than that.