In the sitting room, True Lord Xuanji raised his teacup:
"Please, Fellow Daoist, have a taste."
Ji An lifted his teacup and saw that the tea was amber-colored, crystal-clear and luminous, with an indescribably lively quality.
Its fragrance was elegant and pure. The moment it entered his nose, his thoughts became several degrees clearer, and his mind seemed especially quick.
He took a small sip. It was like drinking an icy spring in the blazing heat of summer; both his body and soul felt incomparably refreshed.
"The fragrance lingered on my lips and teeth after drinking it. My body seemed several degrees lighter, giving me the illusion that a gust of wind could send me flying, and my thoughts have become more active as well.
May I ask, Fellow Daoist, what kind of spirit tea is this?"
This spirit tea was merely Third Order Low-Grade. By all reason, it should have been impossible for it to affect him like this.
He was a mid Golden Core cultivator now. Even a Third Order mid-grade spirit tea would not have had such a noticeable effect.
True Lord Xuanji said with pride:
"So that you may know, this is Enlightenment Tea, produced at the mountain gate of our Golden Puppet Sect."
It was said that the sect's founding patriarch had discovered an Enlightenment Tree growing there, which was why the mountain gate had been established in that place.
Refining new types of Puppets consumed tremendous mental effort and also required imagination as wild as a heavenly steed soaring through the skies.
Sometimes, in order to fulfill a special custom request, Puppet Masters had to rack their brains to the utmost.
With Enlightenment Tea produced by the Enlightenment Tree, things became much easier, and sparks of inspiration were more likely to burst forth.
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