The Ancestral Bodhi in Alex’s mind palace dragged him in instead.

Presently, Alex was throwing demonic cores one after another into the flaming lotus. The great number of instantly-erupting mysterious factors were absorbed by his real body, entering his three thousand golden cores. The golden cores were changing, germinating, and nurturing life.

It was then that a voice shouted in his mind palace, “Hey, rascal. Keep your word. You’ve disintegrated so much immortal Chi. You can't be having all of it to yourself. Hurry up and give me some.”

The one who spoke was none other than Ancestor Bodhi.

He was a fair boy, looking similar to a preschooler.

The Ancestral Bodhi Tree’s vitality reduced greatly after the toxicity of a great demon at Dairaionji Temple destroyed it. He, the tree spirit, had also suffered severe damage and turned into his current state... However, the Ancestral Bodhi Tree was a sacred tree cultivated shortly after the beginning of the world. It had survived countless