Guanyin Bodhisattva could not calm down.
She quickly said, "Have you gone mad? Once the Five Great Spiritual Roots are damaged, they can never be restored."
Ji Changsheng smiled faintly, "Bodhisattva, didn't you obtain a drop of Sage's Blood during the battle at Mount Fancun?"
Guanyin Bodhisattva was taken aback.
"You actually calculated to this extent?"
She felt a chill in her heart.
The young people of today were indeed too ruthless.
Guanyin Bodhisattva had no intention of keeping secrets, and since she dared not use the drop of Subhuti's blood, she offered it readily.
Ji Changsheng confidently said, "With this drop of blood, the Ginseng Fruit Tree can recover at any time. As for the lost spiritual essence of the ginseng fruits on the tree, that is all bygone, let bygones be bygones."
Qingfeng and Mingyue exchanged glances and then bowed to Ji Changsheng together.
"Great Saint is wise."
"Thank goodness for the Great Saint, you are our second parents, Qingfeng and I."
