Spirit Wine Master

It was not until the Hundred Flowers Honey was about to overflow that the Flower Spirit reluctantly withdrew its slender arm.

It looked at Lu Xuan's surprised expression, a shy look appearing on its face, then lowered its head and slowly drew closer to him.

Just as Lu Xuan was about to express his gratitude, another emerald-green cup floated toward him.

"That's enough, that's enough. Thank you!"

He hurriedly said to the Flower Spirit.

A cup filled to the brim was already eye-catching enough. If this Flower Spirit poured him another, even the Palace Master of Hundred Flowers would probably have an opinion.

Only then did the Flower Spirit give up and fly into the depths of the garden.

"Daoist Lu, you truly are a real person who hides his true colors!"

Beside him, the Gaunt Old Man glanced at the pitifully small amount of Hundred Flowers Honey in his own cup, then compared it with Lu Xuan's, and sighed in a low voice, his tone carrying a trace of sourness.

The abnormality on Lu Xuan's side also drew the attention of quite a few cultivators.

"That fellow Daoist is really lucky."

"Indeed. This is the first time I've ever seen a Flower Spirit pour out so much Hundred Flowers Honey!"

"What mystery is there in this? Could it be because his appearance is more handsome and refined?"

Amid the crowd's hushed discussion, within a gigantic strange flower at the center of the garden, the illusory figure of the Palace Master of Hundred Flowers slowly appeared.

The Flower Spirit's unusual action had already forced her to the point where she had to explain. Otherwise, it would be hard to convince the crowd and would affect the Hundred Flowers Banquet's reputation.

"This Flower Spirit in the palace has a strange and