The Sect Leader and high-ranking members of the Bishui Sect inwardly admired the tea they were drinking; never in their lives had they tasted tea so rich in spiritual energy—it was like the legendary immortal tea they'd only heard of.
No wonder the great power before them had dismissed the tea they had offered earlier!
Their own patriarch was in seclusion, unable to enjoy tea of such sublime quality. What a pity!
This moment would become an echo in history, a tale for future generations. Years later, when peace returned and demons dared not invade again, when the Cultivation World flourished once more—upon emerging from seclusion, their patriarch would sigh wistfully, remarking on how drinking such spiritually potent tea was one of life's great blessings. He would say that savoring such tea gives one a glimpse into the threshold of the Heavenly Dao.
Their patriarch, like a child afraid to miss out, would lament the lost opportunity for enlightenment!
