"Rustle, rustle, rustle!!!"
The spout of the brown teapot poured out clear, bright tea.
Wang Ming picked up his cup and took a drink, the bitter taste making him frown.
Without a doubt, it did not taste very good.
The tea was brewed from peach tree leaves, so it would have been a miracle if it tasted good.
Even if that peach tree was a Flat Peach tree...
Though the taste was bad, Wang Ming still swallowed it down.
It was not because Long Ying was watching from the side, making him feel too embarrassed to spit it out.
Rather, it was because drinking this tea truly had benefits.
Ever since Wang Ming had fully transitioned his primary cultivation art to the celestial path, he had begun to faintly sense an inexplicable unease.
This feeling had lasted for a long time.
At first, Wang Ming had felt it in the Lotus Lantern World. After pondering on it many times without finding the root cause, he had simply set it aside.
However,
in the final years of the Journey to the West World, that sense of unease within Wang Ming had grown increasingly intense.
At the time, Wang Ming had subconsciously assumed it was due to the tribulation.
Just two days ago while he was meditating, he had felt that intense unease once more.
Thus Wang Ming had put down all his affairs and begun examining everything about himself, hoping to unearth the source of the unease.
Yet after scanning his body tens of thousands of times with his Heavenly Eye, he still had no answers.
Until,
Wang Ming looked at a line within the Dao De Jing, which made him suddenly realize where the problem lay.
His tribulation was about to arrive.
Wang Ming had obtained the Three Pure Ones'