After Liu Changxu and the other Human Race experts took their seats one by one, more than a dozen beautiful young elves filed in with light steps.
These elven maidens had graceful figures, faces as exquisite as paintings, and skin as fair and lustrous as mutton-fat jade. Their eyes were like clear lake water, shimmering with lively ripples. Their pointed ears trembled slightly, as though listening to the faintest sounds in the world.
They wore emerald gauze dresses, their skirts fluttering like a spring breeze brushing fresh leaves. Golden ribbons encircled their slender waists, further accentuating their graceful curves.
Each maiden held a cup and tray steadily in her hands. Their steps were light and elegant, their movements perfectly synchronized. They then served each of the honored Human Race guests a cup of milky-white spirit liquid.
After accepting a wooden cup from an elven maiden, Liu Changxu examined the spirit liquid inside with keen curiosity.
The instant his gaze fell upon the spirit liquid, Liu Changxu was stunned by the vigorous power it contained.
The seemingly unremarkable spirit liquid appeared to possess a life of its own, continuously releasing surging vitality, as though it would suffuse everything around it with life.
Its grade actually reached seventh-tier supreme-grade, making it staggeringly precious. From the wisps of aura rising from the spirit liquid, Liu Changxu keenly sensed that it shared its origin with the enormous tree that blotted out the sky and sun.
That aura seemed an extension of the great tree's soul, carrying an ancient, mysterious resonance that filled Liu Changxu with endless speculation about the spirit liquid's origins and effects.
"My Human Race friends, the spirit liquid in your cups is sap produced by our Elf Race's Divine Life Tree.
"This spirit liquid possesses inconceivably wondrous effects. Not only can