Over the years, Liu Yu had developed a habit of drinking spirit tea. He liked to brew a pot and sip it slowly while leafing through the Green Bamboo Alchemy Classic or other texts.
As he brewed tea more often, his skill grew ever more practiced. By now, he had long since mastered the art.
Before long, a steaming pot of spirit tea was ready, wisps of spiritual energy curling from it.
Liu Yu turned two teacups upright before him, drew back his sleeve slightly, and tilted the pot. A pale green stream poured out until both cups were more than half full.
Picking up one cup, he savored the tea and waited patiently.
Before long, just as he was finishing his cup, a sound came from the staircase leading to the third floor.
Somewhat hurried footsteps drew closer.
Only Liu Yu and Jiang Qiushui had tokens to open the formation on the Jade Pill Hall's third floor. Since he was already here, the visitor's identity went without saying.
Creak~
The wooden door was gently pushed open, revealing a beautiful figure behind it.
After years apart, she was still the same woman, with little change in her appearance or attire.
Her face remained fair and exquisite, her curved brows carefully drawn, her bright eyes seeming to shimmer with moisture.
Even the rather loose gray uniform of an Outer Disciple could not conceal the precipitous scenery at her chest, leaving her voluptuous curves plain to see.
Nearly twenty years had passed, during which they had met only a handful of times when he collected spirit stones. Jiang Qiushui did not seem to have changed much.
Yet time had left its traces. She was approaching fifty this year, nearly halfway through a Qi Refining Period cultivator's lifespan.
Fine crow's-feet had appeared at