Lost in the Dao Sea, Saved by a Master

Nuwa was overjoyed upon hearing this.

This was the right decision, she thought. For the esteemed cultivator to invite me to tour his place of cultivation, he must truly consider me one of his own.

Being able to observe his cultivation space up close will surely bring me fortune.

Nuwa obediently followed Jiang Ping into the only room in the small courtyard.

As soon as they entered, Jiang Ping closed the door and instructed from inside, "Da Huang, Xiao Bai, tidy up the courtyard."

Da Huang barked in protest, while Xiao Bai was simply lazy, not even bothering to lift an eyelid.

Nuwa's heart trembled. These two are truly audacious, to treat the esteemed cultivator with such an attitude.

After entering the room, Jiang Ping asked with a smile, "Miss Feng, would you like a drink? Tea, or perhaps some wine?"

Nuwa secretly rejoiced. The opportunity is coming so quickly, I'm not even prepared yet.

"Um, Young Master, could I have a bit of everything? I'd like to try them all."

After speaking, Nuwa felt incredibly annoyed, thinking she had been too rash and lacked any composure.

Just for a small benefit, and I can't control myself.

This way, I'll inevitably leave the esteemed cultivator with a bad impression of being greedy and lacking restraint.

Nuwa took a deep breath, constantly reminding herself to be cautious and not let her guard down.

To her surprise, the esteemed cultivator not only didn't frown but smiled even more happily, which astonished Nuwa.

Jiang Ping nodded approvingly, "Miss Feng truly has a genuine personality. Unlike others who are just pretentious and hypocritical!"

Nuwa was confused. Although she knew the esteemed cultivator was praising her, she didn't understand what he meant at all.

Nuwa felt a bit troubled. Alas, the esteemed cultivator is perfect in every way, except that he sometimes suddenly says strange terms and languages that I simply cannot understand.

This is a big problem. It's easy to misinterpret his thoughts, and perhaps with one careless moment, I might unknowingly displease him.

Nuwa felt helpless. On one hand, it was because her own accumulation was too little.

On the other hand, her realm was too low, preventing her from grasping the esteemed cultivator's profound meaning.

Nuwa secretly resolved that as long as she held onto the esteemed cultivator's leg, she would eventually be able to catch up to his pace.

While she didn't dare to hope for surpassing him, at least being able to see his back would mean she wouldn't be lost on the path of the Great Dao.

Nuwa held her cup, looking at the emerald liquid inside, which emitted a faint fruity aroma.

Jiang Ping smiled and raised his cup, downing it in one go. "Miss Feng, this is fruit juice, freshly squeezed by myself. You've come at just the right time; it's quite labor-intensive, and I only make it occasionally."

Nuwa was very surprised to hear this.

If even the esteemed cultivator calls it precious, it must be extraordinary.

Nuwa quickly raised her cup and took a small sip.

Hiss!

Nuwa couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

Good heavens!

This taste is too exhilarating!

Just a small sip, and a variety of sour and sweet flavors, along with various fruit aromas, exploded on her tongue.

She couldn't even feel her tongue, almost swallowing it in one gulp.

Taking this small sip, all the pores on her body seemed to relax and open up.

She felt as if she were floating and her soul was in a daze.

"How is it? How does it taste?"

Nuwa took another sip. It took her a great deal of effort to control her thoughts, and she said with a tremor, "Young Master, the taste of this fruit juice is too wonderful. After this sip, I feel like I'm going to fly, and all the pores on my body have opened up. In short, it feels... yes, just like you said before, it feels amazing!"

Jiang Ping's expression twitched upon hearing this.

Speechless. This girl really speaks without thinking.

It's just a few sips of juice, but the way she describes it makes it sound like I put something bad in it.

Jiang Ping coughed twice. "Um, Miss Feng, why don't you try the tea next?"

Nuwa reluctantly put down her cup and took the tea Jiang Ping handed her.

Nuwa examined it closely. She saw a few tea leaves dancing in the clear tea water, appearing extremely spirited.

The esteemed cultivator is truly meticulous. Not only do his every word and deed contain heavenly secrets, but even these food and drink items are so pleasing to the eye.

"Please! Drink it while it's hot."

Nuwa nodded lightly, parted her red lips, and took a sip.

The scalding tea entered her abdomen, like cold water splashing into hot oil.

A powerful impact instantly erupted.

Waves of potent spiritual energy surged directly within Nuwa's body.

Nuwa's expression flickered slightly, and she quickly worked to neutralize and absorb the energy.

"How is it? How does this tea taste?"

Nuwa had no way to express her bitterness, fearing that if she spoke, she would spray the expert's face with Spiritual Energy.

She could only nod mutely.

Jiang Ping felt immensely proud. This is ten years of honing a single sword!

For many years, he had worked hard, following the books given by the dog system. He had practiced everything he could try until it was second nature.

Today, someone finally appreciated it, and it was such a beautiful, ethereal woman.

Nuwa quickly neutralized the surge of Spiritual Energy. The cup of tea in her hand now felt as heavy as a mountain. She no longer dared to casually lift it.

"Have two more sips. This is good tea, the true flavor is still coming. It's bitter at first, then sweet."

Hearing Jiang Ping's polite invitation, Nuwa braced herself and drank a few more sips.

This time, being prepared, she wasn't too flustered.

However, the powerful energy contained within still put her under immense pressure.

Looking at Jiang Ping, who appeared calm and composed, he had actually drunk three or four cups of the spiritual tea in one go.

Nuwa was deeply impressed. The spiritual power contained in those few cups of tea was equivalent to at least the full power of a Grand Unity realm expert's strike.

Yet, it entered the expert's body without any leakage, not even the slightest fluctuation.

The expert's realm was truly unfathomable.

On the other hand, despite being a Quasi-Saint, she had almost lost control after just two or three sips.

Compared like this, the gap between her and the expert was like a firefly compared to the bright moon!

After finally neutralizing the chaotic spiritual energy, Nuwa was about to speak when she suddenly detected a subtle, unusual change within her body.

She frowned slightly, secretly worried, I must hold on, don't let any unpredictable changes occur at this critical moment.

The next moment, Nuwa's heart trembled.

Sounds of Dao Sound echoed within her mind.

Streams of Dao Rhyme continuously impacted her Nascent Soul!

Nuwa was both shocked and delighted.

She was shocked because this was not a good place or time for enlightenment, but delighted that she had encountered such an opportunity for enlightenment again.

Her mind went into a trance, and she felt as if she were in the vast void.

All she could see was emptiness.

All she could feel was boundlessness.

Only her own Dao comprehension resonated with the countless Daos in the unseen world!

"Miss Feng? What's wrong?"

Lost in the boundless sea of Dao, Nuwa suddenly heard someone calling her name.

She immediately snapped back to awareness, breaking out in a cold sweat.

That was incredibly dangerous. If the expert hadn't called out to her, she might have been lost forever in the endless sea of Dao.

Nuwa was filled with lingering fear. This proved that her own accumulation was still insufficient.

The rare state of enlightenment she had just entered was merely an opportunity bestowed by the expert.