At the same time!
As the many low-level cultivators of the Cheng Immortal Clan were discussing among themselves...
Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan's Soul Puppet incarnations, accompanied by Cheng Liu, Cheng Changyuan, Cheng Changming, and Cheng Changsong—the three Golden Core cultivators—arrived at the main hall of Hidden Immortal Island.
Inside the main hall.
Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan's puppet incarnations sat upon the treasure seats atop the raised platform, the two seats standing side by side.
Immediately after.
Cheng Liu attentively brewed two cups of Spirit Tea, then hurried over to Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan and presented the two cups before them.
In an instant.
A faint, secluded fragrance wafted from the teacups before him, lingering at the tip of his nose.
Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng, seated upon the treasure seat, accepted the teacup before him without ceremony.
Looking into it...
The pale green tea was shrouded in a faint mist.
Vaguely, one could see the Spirit Tea leaves within the cup, like flowers blooming.
After taking a light sip of the Spirit Tea.
Cheng Buzheng nodded slightly and said with satisfaction:
"Not bad!"
"This Spirit Tea can slightly increase a Golden Core cultivator's divine sense. It can be considered among the finest of third-rank Spirit Teas."
Then Cheng Buzheng gave a soft laugh, looked at Cheng Liu before him, and teased:
"Liu Er, have you brought out your entire fortune?"
At this.
Cheng Liu replied with a beaming smile:
"Of course!"
"Though this Spirit Tea is nothing particularly good to you, Ancestor, it truly is Liu Er's treasured heirloom."
As he spoke, a trace of cunning flashed through Cheng Liu's clouded eyes!
Then he said in an exceedingly generous tone:
"Still, it is Liu Er's honor to let you, Ancestor, taste it."
"It is also a token of