The Pinnacle of Life novel Chapter 2698

A small demon actually said he was the Ancestral Bodhi Tree?

Could Alex believe him?

However, if he was not the real Ancestral Bodhi Tree, why would he tell such an obvious and unreliable lie?

Wouldn’t he be more convincing if he had casually said he was some human or some fallen mythical creature?

So…

“Are you really the Ancestral Bodhi Tree?”

“Yes, yes, warrior, don’t eat me. I’m actually very old and not tasty at all.”

Alex looked at his pink, tender face and edgy look and quipped powerlessly.

But…

“You don’t look old at all, you must taste real good. You will melt in my mouth!”

“Argh!!! ”

The little boy growled. His appearance turned fierce, and he wanted to suck up the divine power from Alex’s body.

However, the Twenty-Four Rod Formation Flags had enveloped him, not to mention he wasn’t in a good state. Completely unable to absorb the power, he gave up in despair, wiping his tears as he cried, “Okay, the ancient Buddhist path is destined to be broken. The Dairaionji Temple has turned into a Demonic Cave, and the world will end sooner or later. I, the Ancestor Bodhi has incarnated into food today, a step ahead of others.”

Alex, of course, wasn’t really about to eat him. If he was really the Ancestral Bodhi Tree, then the boy was the very thing he had worked so hard to find.

Alex sat down.

He took out a bunch of food from his storage ring and spread it on the ground. There were spiritual fruits, immortal peaches, elixir, spiritual beast meat, and even fine wine… For many years, Alex could only devour bone patterns in the netherworld. Now that his flesh had been restored, he began to salivate from the sight of the delicious food before him.

“It tastes terrific, and I don’t know how that old fella got his hands on it.”

The wine in Alex’s hand had been tricked from the netherworld trialists and stored in some storage ring that had a space of hundreds of cubic meters, all of which were filled with wine gourds of such. That trialist was an old man, and he had to be an alcoholic.

Seeing Alex drinking like that, and with the wine in the gourd almost exhausted, the Ancestor Bodhi quickly said, “Drink slowly. Don’t finish it. Give me some, and let me taste this delicious wine before I die. Then I can die in peace.”

Alex did not stop, however. He took another big sip and the wine gourd emptied. Then, he asked, “You say you are the Ancestor Bodhi tree, but you do not look like a tree.”

Seeing Alex finish the wine, the Ancestor Bodhi was saddened and did not want to say a word.

Alex took out two wine gourds and popped open the sealed lid. At once, an instant burst of fragrance filled the air.

The Ancestor Bodhi instantly snapped his eyes open. With his eyes glowing, he smacked his lips and said, “I am the Ancestor Bodhi, the Ancestral Bodhi Tree is my true body.”