As Li Zhenhai spoke, he motioned for the maid standing nearby to pour wine for everyone seated there.
The maid was young, only sixteen or seventeen, with lovely features and a dignified bearing. She lifted the ice jade pitcher and smiled as she filled the cultivators' cups.
Li Zhenhai raised his cup and addressed Liu Changxu and his two companions. "Welcome, brothers, to the Li Household! This is our own upper-grade first-tier Purple Rice Wine. Today, let us drink to a century of friendship between the Li and Liu Households. May our friendship endure as long as heaven and earth!"
"Hear, hear!"
Liu Changxu and his two companions readily echoed the toast, then raised their cups and drained them in one gulp. The Purple Rice Wine was a pale, translucent violet. It tasted rich and sweet, but moments later, their bellies felt as though they were burning, spiritual energy surging up and down within them.
Liu Changxu quickly formed a spell seal to refine the wine's spiritual power. Once he finished, he felt that this single cup of spirit wine was equivalent to three days of seated cultivation. What excellent wine!
After finishing his spirit wine, he surveyed the table laden with sumptuous spirit cuisine. He picked up his jade chopsticks, took a piece of steamed spirit fish, and placed it in his mouth. It tasted exquisite, and its spiritual power was gentle, easy to absorb and refine. He reckoned that whoever had prepared this dish must be at least an upper-grade first-tier Spirit Cuisine Master, far more skilled than his mother. It seemed his lineage still lagged behind the Li Household in many respects.
Li Zhenhai truly deserved his reputation as a genius of the Li Household. Though displeased inwardly, his expression remained as warm as a spring breeze