Brewing Tea with Heavenly Water

Half a day passed in a flash.

After collecting nearly all the famous teas that had appeared at the Tea-Tasting Convention, Long Xuan finally put away his tea stall and began browsing everyone else's stalls.

By now, he had collected eighty percent of the good teas at the convention. For a small portion of those famous teas, he had even obtained their seeds.

After this, he would be able to carve out a sizable tea garden on Wood Island.

There was still some time before the Tea-Tasting Convention ended, so he planned to continue browsing the other tea stalls and see if any fish had slipped through the net.

Before long, he walked toward a tea stall with rather sparse customers.

The owner of this tea stall was an exquisitely beautiful young girl, no older than eighteen.

Long Xuan found this girl very familiar. He had seen her once at the Teng Household's wedding banquet, then again on the day he fought the Golden Monkey. This was already their third meeting.

Who else could this woman be but Zhu Jiǔge, the renowned genius of the Candle Clan? Long Xuan felt that he truly shared no small fate with this talented girl.

Yet just as he was about to reach the stall, a hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder.

"Trust me! Don't go near her. Whoever gets close to her gets unlucky!"

Shui Juanyun's voice sounded beside his ear. Long Xuan turned to look at him and found his expression incomparably grave, his gaze upon Zhu Jiǔge as though he were looking at a flood beast or savage monster.

Long Xuan was immediately intrigued. Smiling, he asked, "When we first met, you were standing right beside her. What, only you are allowed to get close to her, while I'm not?"