Lu Qing naturally agreed with White Crane Boy's thinking. What mattered most was following a path that naturally suited one's own cultivation.
"Come, come, there's this too. Serve the tea, serve the tea!"
White Crane Boy had also produced a table and chairs, woven from the branches and trunks of ancient trees.
Vines appeared one after another. Though there were no human hands, at White Crane Boy's command, they moved as deftly as the attendants and servants commonly seen among cultivators, smoothly producing a teapot, teacups, and tea leaves before beginning to brew and pour the tea.
Wisps of white mist rose.
Everything flowed as naturally as drifting clouds and running water.
Lu Qing looked at the vines before him, which seemed to have developed sentience. A flash of divine light passed through his eyes, seeing through their outer appearance.
A spell supported them within. They resembled puppets, yet lacked the stiff, wooden dullness of puppets.
After offering a few words of praise, Lu Qing took out the Immortal Lingzhi. Immortal Lingzhi was extremely beneficial to cultivation; it was delicious, while also aiding the refinement of spiritual qi. For White Crane Boy's current Purple Mansion Realm, it was an excellent choice.
"Delicious." White Crane Boy was not particular about such things. The moment he saw the Immortal Lingzhi, he swallowed it in one bite, smacked his lips a few times, then flipped his hand and took out another item.
"Heh, Immortal Lingzhi is delicious. This is for you, Lu Qing. This time, it's Spirit Medicine seeds."
"It's Dragonbone Herb. It makes the best tea." White Crane Boy's treasures emerged one after another, and Lu Qing knew of this Spirit Medicine as well.
After all, Spirit Plant Masters and alchemists shared certain similarities when it came to identifying herbs, Spirit Plants,