Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 89: Tea Tasting
The soundproofing in the room was quite good, and with the addition of a formation, no sounds would leak out.
After four or five breaths, Liu Yu finally stopped laughing.
With this Purple Sun Grass and his three spiritual roots' qualifications, as long as he cultivated to the ninth layer of qi refinement and polished his magical power for a while, considering the advantage in spiritual consciousness, the chance of successfully entering the foundation establishment stage was as high as fifty percent!
Fifty percent! Even ordinary cultivators with three spiritual roots, even with the help of foundation establishment pills, could only reach the fourth layer. It could be said that this chance of success surpassed the vast majority of cultivators facing foundation establishment.
After a while, Liu Yu exhaled deeply, calming his excited emotions.
At this time, Wu Chang and a few others were still waiting in the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake, and it was not wise to linger too long to avoid suspicion and doubt.
He reached into his storage bag and took out a wooden green jar. This jar was made of first-tier high-quality spiritual wood, Biluomu, making it more suitable for storing tea than ordinary jade vessels.
The Clear Lotus Spiritual Tea was still in his storage bag; coming to the attic to get the spiritual tea was just an excuse to check if the Purple Sun Grass was present.
Liu Yu carefully cradled the jar, opened the formation, and walked toward the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake.
He placed the wooden jar on the table, sat down in the main seat, and was about to take out a set of tea utensils when Wu Chang stood up and spoke:
"Senior Brother Liu, let me handle this. Junior Brother often drinks tea and has some insights."
As he spoke, he stood up and was about to start brewing the tea.
However, at that moment, Sun Ju interjected, "Let's have Junior Sister do it. She has followed my father since she was young and is proficient in the tea ceremony. Just let me show off a bit!"
She knew that her earlier opposition to the plan to eliminate the cultivators of the Heavenly Harmony Sect might have caused Senior Brother Liu to feel a bit negatively, but having witnessed his astonishing strength, she wanted to perform well and improve her impression.
It must be said that women can indeed be changeable.
Liu Yu smiled without speaking, signaling for Wu Chang to sit down.
Wu Chang awkwardly sat down; it was indeed hard to argue with a woman over such matters.
Sun Ju picked up a small bottle magical artifact and poured the spiritual spring water into a kettle. A thread of magical power appeared in her hand, igniting a flame, and she began to slowly heat the spiritual spring water.
Her claim of being proficient in the tea ceremony was not mere words; every step was incredibly skillful, creating a pleasing sight—much better than Liu Yu's simple approach of putting the tea leaves into the water.
Watching her familiar skills, Liu Yu slowly spoke, introducing the Clear Lotus Spiritual Tea:
"This tea is called Clear Lotus Tea. It has certain refreshing and mind-nourishing effects."
"The tea tree only sprouts leaves once every ten years, producing about a pound of tea each time, so it is quite expensive, costing fifteen spiritual stones for one tael."
"I also truly like this tea, which is why I painfully bought three taels. If it weren't for a few junior brothers coming, I would have hesitated to bring it out!"
Liu Yu said, shaking his head slightly, appearing to be in pain.
Wu Chang and the others naturally showered him with praise, but their words weren't too explicit; after all, they were all fellow disciples and needed to maintain some face, with several pairs of eyes watching.
With their intentional flattery, the atmosphere became lively and harmonious.
The group chatted about some interesting stories within the sect, such as seeing a beautiful senior sister entering the cave dwelling of a foundation establishment stage Shishu, speculating about whether there was a "special" relationship, and how a certain beautiful female cultivator actually favored a rather ordinary-looking disciple, lamenting the situation of a flower blooming on cow dung.