"Good things come to those who wait, I must rely on you this time, Daoist Brother!" Zhou Xun said with a slight smile.
Then he followed True Monarch Iron Mountain into the grand array.
Entering the cave mansion, after taking their seats,
it wasn't long before a maid with a delicate face, looking only seventeen or eighteen years old, came over with a wooden tray, smiling.
"This is the Bitter Spirit Tea I recently acquired, Younger Brother Zhou, you must have a good taste of it." True Monarch Iron Mountain said with a hearty laugh.
"Oh, to think it's this tea..."
Fang Xi's eyes lit up at the words. He had heard of this tea as well, said to be refined from Spirit Algae growing at the sea bottom, extremely rare.
Zhou Xun picked up the teacup and took a gentle sip.
"Excellent tea..."
Zhou Xun's eyes slightly brightened, and he couldn't help but praise:
