Master An Lan

Night deepened. Starlight, moonlight, and auroras shimmered together above the most magnificent city among the three thousand Divine Islands. Inside, powerful cultivators discussed the Dao, and even those who had only just set foot on the path of cultivation could learn from them.

Everything felt like a dream. Only at a time like this could the grudges of the outside world cease to trouble them, leaving nothing but a gathering of friends.

Inside an ancient palace.

"Brother Ye, what generosity. You're sharing Dao Enlightenment Tea with us when it's priceless, unavailable on the market, and hard to obtain even one leaf of." Yao Yuekong lifted his teacup, his purple robes stirring in the breeze. "Brother Emiya's spirit dishes are a rare treat too. When you three visit the Heavenly Demon Palace, please let me host a banquet for you. Fellow Daoist Li, you must come along."

Li Huowang nodded woodenly. He had no idea why Ye Fan had brought him along. He was not even a cultivator of this world, and he had little to talk about with these people.

Whatever. Drink the tea first.

The Jade Lake Saintess held her teacup in delicate hands and discovered Dao Resonance flowing across it. "To receive us with such ceremony... Even a holy land would be reluctant to bring out treasures like these for anyone but honored guests."

An Miaoyi gazed at the Dao Enlightenment Tea on the table with her bright, captivating eyes and smiled. "The Ancient Enlightenment Tea Tree produces no more than thirty leaves that fly out of the Undying Mountain each year. Does this table hold an entire year's yield for the vast Eastern Wasteland?"

There were twenty leaves in all. One resembled a tiny cauldron with three legs and two handles, light flowing across its surface. The