Qin Fengming looked at the scarlet tea in the jade cup before him, and a trace of emotion involuntarily flickered across his face.
The tea was as bright red as blood and looked extremely viscous. A thick layer of glimmering mist veiled the top of the cup, containing a terrifyingly scorching aura that made Qin Fengming's heart tremble at merely one glance.
Qin Fengming could be certain that if an Integration stage cultivator drank the tea directly, his physical body would absolutely collapse, and the divine soul within him would be burned to ashes.
The scorching energy was vast and dense, yet remained contained within the glimmering mist wrapped around the mouth of the cup.
After looking at the tea, Qin Fengming did not hesitate. He reached out, lifted it into his hand, and with a casual motion, poured it straight into his mouth.
"Ah, Fellow Daoist, you mustn't! This tea..."
When Hu Feiwen suddenly saw Qin Fengming pour the entire cup of tea into his mouth, his expression changed dramatically, and he hurriedly called out to stop him.
But his words came too late. Qin Fengming's movements were fluid, and he directly swallowed the scarlet tea into his stomach.
As the viscous tea entered his mouth, Qin Fengming's normally mild countenance suddenly flushed crimson, as though a layer of scorching flames had ignited across his face.
Seeing Qin Fengming drink the tea in one gulp, Hu Feiwen, who had been sitting upright, sprang to his feet with a whoosh, his face filled with astonishment.
"Hm, this tea is quite good. If it could be consumed over a long period, it would be of immense benefit to cultivators at our level." Although his face had turned crimson, Qin Fengming's gaze remained bright and fiery, with no sign of discomfort on