Although Shen Changchuan found it strange,
he also knew there was no point in speculating here.
Meeting him once did not seem to entail any loss.
Within a few breaths,
Shen Changchuan had already made up his mind.
The next day,
the sun shone brightly.
Within a tranquil courtyard somewhere, Shen Changchuan sat before a stone table.
Opposite him sat a refined young man dressed in azure robes.
At that moment, the refined man held a pair of tongs, carefully rinsing the tea set with boiling water.
Wisps of steam coiled through the air, spilling like gauze.
A faint, elegant fragrance of tea
drifted through the air.
What a poser.
Shen Changchuan's expression remained unchanged.
"May I ask why you wished to meet Shen?"
Not bothering with pleasantries, he asked directly.
"Brother Shen, do not be hasty. How about a cup of clear tea first?"
Unhurried, the refined young man gently poured Shen Changchuan a cup of tea.
The tea's fragrance seemed almost tangible as it spread in every direction.
Shen Changchuan felt somewhat puzzled,
but he still lifted the teacup and took a light sip.
In an instant,
as the rich tea fragrance rippled across his tongue,
Shen Changchuan felt his mind become utterly clear.
The spiritual power that had surged after he consumed the Azure Origin Purifying Spirit Pill, and which had been somewhat difficult to control, now seemed to be combed through by some unseen force. Its restless edge was faintly smoothed away, and it became obedient.
Shen Changchuan's eyes lit up.
Without wasting any time, he downed the entire cup in one gulp.
Several breaths later,
the faint fragrance of tea still lingered between Shen Changchuan's teeth and lips,
while a feeling of tranquil spirit and clear senses filled him.
His heart was now like the