Teaching Tea Art

What force in this world possessed enough military might to wipe out Spirit Hall?

The Upper Three Sects? The Two Great Empires?

Qingluan Douluo could not make sense of it no matter how he thought.

Qian Jun Douluo's mind went blank. His expression was stiff and dazed.

In Shen Nuonuo's inner voice, in the future, among all the brothers, only he and Jiangmo would survive?

Qian Renxue was playing with a puzzle nearby. Hearing that Spirit Hall would be destroyed in the future, she stared blankly with her mouth open as her heart began to race.

With so many grandpas and uncles, would only Sixth Grandpa and Seventh Grandpa remain in the end?

Would Grandpa, Father, and Mother all be gone too?

Spirit Hall would be gone as well...

Qingluan Douluo transmitted his voice to his sixth little brother. "Qian Jun, calm down. None of this has happened yet. It can all still be salvaged."

At the same time, he sent Qian Renxue a message telling her not to overthink it. Nothing had happened yet; there was still time.

"Can it really be salvaged? This is fate, isn't it..." Qian Jun truly feared that the future would turn out exactly as Shen Nuonuo had said.

Spirit Hall being destroyed—what a terrifying thing was that?

This was the home where he had grown up.

"It will. Everything will get better. I heard Big Brother say that Shen Nuonuo descended beneath the angel statue. She must have been sent by Heaven to save us."

Qingluan Douluo gently reassured him through voice transmission.

"Sixth, go wake Seventh up! Remember to prepare him first. Many people should be able to hear Shen Nuonuo's inner voice."

Qingluan Douluo felt that Qian Jun needed some quiet time. Besides, Jiangmo was impulsive by nature, so he needed to be told in advance.

Qian Jun Douluo stiffly walked to Jiangmo's room next door.

"Third Enshrined, what's wrong with Sixth Enshrined? He doesn't look too well."

Shen Nuonuo looked suspiciously at Qian Jun Douluo, who nearly stumbled as he went out.

"It's nothing. Sixth has always been mentally unstable."

Qingluan Douluo calmly spouted nonsense with a perfectly straight face.

"Oh, oh!" Shen Nuonuo could not be bothered to find out why. As long as she had not caused it, that was fine.

Qian Renxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. After calming down, she ran over to sit beside Shen Nuonuo on the sofa.

The sixth little brother was absurdly efficient. Qian Jun Douluo quickly dragged Jiangmo Douluo out of bed.

"Third Brother, Little Xue, wh-what happened?"

Jiangmo Douluo had tied his hair into a small topknot. He had rugged features, a tall, sturdy build, golden armor, and a red cape.

"This is Shen Nuonuo, the god-granddaughter Big Brother has acknowledged. From now on, she is the Miss of Spirit Hall."

Qingluan Douluo introduced her.

"Miss!"

Though Jiangmo Douluo did not understand how a Miss had suddenly appeared after he had not gone out for a while, he still followed Qingluan Douluo's lead.

"Hello, Seventh Enshrined!"

Shen Nuonuo replied with a polite smile.

So this was Jiangmo, the Seventh Enshrined of Elder Hall, who was said in the anime to have never lost a battle?

Hiss, I suddenly remembered the scene during the great battle in Xilu City, where Jiangmo Douluo sat high in the sky spinning a pen. Damn, that's so funny.

But that probably wasn't a pen, right? It seemed to be his martial soul, the Coiled Dragon Staff. This staff is really amazing—one moment it grows larger, the next it shrinks. It has something in common with Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel.

Although Jiangmo Douluo had been prepared beforehand, he was still inwardly shocked by this string of thoughts. Outwardly, however, he still looked sleepy.

Thinking about Shen Nuonuo's words, he felt immensely proud. His Coiled Dragon Staff was truly unparalleled in the world. Naturally, he chose to ignore the part about him spinning it like a pen during battle.

Qian Jun Douluo looked at his younger brother in confusion. This seventh little brother's mental fortitude was actually better than his, the elder brother's?

Qingluan Douluo looked gently at Shen Nuonuo. "Miss, you may demonstrate now."

"Demonstrate what? How about I demonstrate my staff technique for Miss!"

Jiangmo Douluo smiled confidently, and the Coiled Dragon Staff immediately appeared in his right hand.

The Coiled Dragon Staff was silver-white all over, yet it gleamed with a dark red light. A Giant Dragon of the same red color coiled around it. Though the dragon appeared solidified, it was lifelike, with its head positioned at the tip of the staff. A faint dragon's roar continuously emanated from the long staff.

Qingluan Douluo looked toward Qian Jun Douluo. "Sixth, didn't you tell him?"

"I forgot..." Qian Jun Douluo had only remembered to warn his little brother not to be too surprised upon hearing the inner voice.

Qingluan Douluo: ...

"Third Brother, what is it? What are you talking about?" Jiangmo Douluo touched his distinctive hair, looking puzzled.

"Seventh Enshrined, I would like to teach you and Sixth Enshrined some Tea Art. Simply put, Tea Art is the art of making tea."

Shen Nuonuo said it directly. If this was social death, then so be it!

The embarrassment would only last for a moment, but the summon card was truly too good.

"Sure!"

What Shen Nuonuo never expected was that Jiangmo Douluo agreed in a very cheerful voice. He even seemed excited.

Seeing Shen Nuonuo's stunned expression, Jiangmo Douluo smiled and explained, "Big Brother and Third Brother always say I'm too crude. I want to prove that I can be elegant too! It just depends on whether I want to do it!"

Shen Nuonuo thought that was an excellent reason!

Jiangmo Douluo was really great!

After hearing this, Qingluan Douluo suddenly felt a little sour inside. How had Jiangmo, this seventh little brother, gained Miss's favor so easily upon meeting her for the first time?

Shen Nuonuo slowly took out a set of seemingly brand-new tea utensils from the system backpack.

There were a teapot, teacups, a tea needle, a tea scoop, a teapot stand, tea coasters, a tea caddy, a tea cloth, and more.

There were also three kinds of cups: a fairness cup, a tasting cup, and an aroma cup.

"Wow, this looks amazing!" Jiangmo Douluo stood beside Shen Nuonuo.

"So Tea Art needs so many things!"

Qian Renxue had not expected that even simply making tea required so many tools.

Qingluan Douluo found it rather cumbersome. "Miss, wouldn't this take a long time?"

"Careful work produces fine results!"

"One tea, one world; one flavor, one lifetime."

Shen Nuonuo said lightly.

"One flavor, one lifetime!"

Qingluan Douluo's eyes lit up as he murmured Shen Nuonuo's words again.

"Do you have hot water?" Shen Nuonuo turned and asked Qian Jun Douluo.

"Yes, I'll get it." Qian Jun Douluo hurriedly fetched a pot of hot water and handed it to Shen Nuonuo.

Next came Sister Nuonuo's stage!

Shen Nuonuo first rinsed the teapot, teacups, and other tea utensils with hot water. This could sterilize and disinfect them, and it would also make the tea taste better.

Then came adding the tea leaves. Based on the size of the teacups, she placed in an appropriate amount of tea.

Naturally, Shen Nuonuo had chosen green tea.

It was even premium Biluochun green tea, one of the Ten Famous Teas, renowned for its "frighteningly rich fragrance."

Next came rinsing the tea and pouring in the water.

As everyone watched Shen Nuonuo's movements flow as smoothly as drifting clouds and running water, they could faintly sense the proud bearing of a tea maker.

Finally, it was time to brew the tea.

Shen Nuonuo gently poured the tea from the pot into five small cups. Tea was poured seven-tenths full, leaving three-tenths empty, and each person received a cup of mellow, fragrant tea.