"Want some tea?" After brewing it, the Daoist looked at Wang Chengbo and asked.
"Uh." Wang Chengbo looked at the tea that had appeared from thin air through pure alchemy. Even the cup had appeared from thin air. He still felt somewhat resistant. After all, he had disliked artificially synthesized food since he was young. But in the end, he politely picked it up and took a sip.
The taste was astonishingly good!
Wang Chengbo had tasted plenty of fine things at his teacher's place. Although his teacher was big and burly, he was actually a refined man. He had collected quite a bit of the Divine Arcana Clan's royal-grade tea, and Mu Yunji and Wang Chengbo had occasionally been allowed to taste it.
Back then, Wang Chengbo had been stunned to discover that he was drinking the finest nectar in the world. Every so often, he would try to get some from his teacher. But honestly, compared to the tea this man had casually produced himself, the tea leaves that his teacher claimed had been gathered by the Divine Arcana royal family from the Ancient Land and steeped in the finest Water Element were hardly any better.
In an instant, Wang Chengbo regarded him with solemn respect. Setting everything else aside, just this one skill alone meant that this person's attainments in alchemy were probably above his teacher's. If his teacher had the ability to create things from thin air, he would not have shamelessly returned to the Divine Arcana Clan so often to beg for tea leaves.
So this was an indigenous deity.
After studying the history of the Great Federation, Wang Chengbo had stopped thinking much of them. Yet he had never expected—
"How does it taste?" The other party gazed at him with a smile.
"It's