Tea Fragrance

The fragrance of tea was soothing.

By harvest time, tea was divided into Pre-Qingming New Tea and Pre-Rain Tea. Pre-Qingming New Tea was picked before Qingming, while Pre-Rain Tea was picked after Qingming but before Grain Rain.

Each had its own merits; it depended on personal preference.

The three discussed tea as they drank, like old friends reuniting after years apart—much like an elegant literary banquet in the city.

After some idle chatter, they finally got to the main subject. Charging straight in the moment one entered was far too hasty; drinking tea and talking about scenery cultivated one's character. As for beauties, forget it—such things were not in vogue here.

This was called being calm as water.

The two elderly monks across from him exchanged glances, and one of them spoke.

"The World Calamity is approaching. It is both a tribulation for the mortal world and an opportunity for our teachings. Wisdom King, you should understand that this is our only chance to contend with Chunyang Palace for the world. We absolutely cannot let it slip away."

Wisdom King smiled. This was what he had been waiting for—getting down to business. Tea drinking was merely for pleasure.

"The Chunyang Daoist Method is profound, with many True Persons and countless disciples. The great calamity of the mortal world will be extraordinarily perilous, and Chunyang is a rare source of strength. Our Western Teachings must cooperate with them."

The two men opposite him were not surprised. This was also the conclusion they had reached after discussion.

When nothing was happening, it was fine for humankind to shut their doors and fight among themselves. But once powerful external fiends emerged, they had to stand united against the enemy. At worst, they could resume fighting after dealing with the calamity; they absolutely could