Chapter 1988 - 1991: Beauty Like Jade, Fragrance of Tea Shocks the World

Upon hearing Shen Qiang's words, the incredibly beautiful fairy, Qin Yurou, who was already displeased with Chu Xiaotian and was seated to Shen Qiang's left, immediately responded. She not only washed her hands immediately but also began to prepare the tea. Witnessing this scene, Qin Yongquan, the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, couldn't help but sigh.

As the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley, he was well aware of Lingxiao Silver Needles.

"Once this pot of tea is brewed, the celebration can come to an end. By then, I fear no one will care about what I have to say."

He sighed.

At this moment, Chu Xiaotian, who had already made his hostility clear, and numerous alchemists were exchanging furtive glances amongst themselves.

Although they were prominent figures in the cultivation world, would anyone really be willing to serve as free labor for someone else for ten years?

Impossible, even for ten days.

So now, they were using all sorts of methods, hoping that Shen Qiang would turn hostile in public and take action.

In that case, they could refuse to fulfill the previous bet on the grounds of Shen Qiang's intolerance or due to security concerns.

"Alright, go ahead and brew the tea, let me see what's so remarkable about it," Chu Xiaotian snorted coldly.

Another alchemist laughed scornfully, "I've never seen Lingxiao Silver Needles before; come, Medicine King, expand my horizons. But if it's ordinary, it would be quite embarrassing."

Hearing these words,

Qin Yongquan's face turned sour.

The stunning fairy Qin Yurou's lovely face also turned frosty.

But when she saw Shen Qiang's smiling and encouraging eyes, not only did her expression suddenly turn shy, but her beautiful eyes filled with gentle affection became inexplicably more charming.

"Please wait a moment."

With Qin Yurou's voice, clear and pleasant like the song of a yellow oriole, everyone present watched her intently as she prepared the tea.

Under the morning light,

Qin Yurou's lovely face was like jade. Her every smile and movement reached the pinnacle of elegance.

It made everyone present involuntarily hold their breath.

Her slender, snow-white, agile jade hands were even more dazzling than the stars in the sky.

"What exquisite hands, the so-called finely crafted artistry pales in comparison," thought Weisheng Zhimei, the peerlessly beautiful Baihua Palace Master seated to Shen Qiang's right, her eyes fixed firmly on Qin Yurou, full of admiration. "Besides, focusing on brewing tea like she is now, she resembles a plum blossom enduring the snow, blooming alone with tranquility and elegance. I am far inferior to her in this regard."

Not only was the peerlessly beautiful Baihua Palace Master staring unblinkingly at Qin Yurou.

The many cultivators present were also watching the focused Qin Yurou with shock.

"Slender fingers like orchids, permeated with fragrance, a gaze like water cutting through sorrow. Such a beauty, reachable yet unreachable, is akin to hell for me. But watching her wholeheartedly brewing tea for Shen Qiang, I inexplicably understood the happiness behind her focus."

"The same peach blossom face, graceful willow brows, Shen Qiang must have accumulated great virtue in his past life to meet her in this one. Alas, fate can be so cruel; if only I were the Medicine King, how wonderful that would be."

"This one glance is like a thousand years. After witnessing Qin Yurou, Fairy Qin's refined elegance, my heart has become like still water. In this lifetime, I probably won't admire any other woman."

More than that, watching now, the charming Qin Yurou focuses on brewing tea for Shen Qiang.

The barrage in the livestream chat rooms filled the screens with messages from many cultivators.

"My heart aches, Shen Qiang, you bastard, quickly release our fairy! Otherwise, I will never let you go!"

"I've never seen someone so shameless! Fairy Qin Yurou is so beautiful, yet Shen Qiang, you bastard, make her brew tea for you? If she were with me, she'd have nothing to do, just be responsible for being beautiful! I'd pour the tea for her! I'd be willing for a lifetime!"

"I've drawn a circle to curse Shen Qiang, to dare command my Fairy Qin, it's simply a grave sin!"

"Everyone move aside, don't get splashed with blood! I'm going to duel with Shen Qiang, to command my goddess in public, if I don't beat him to a pulp, he won't know why the flowers are so red!"

Meanwhile, as everyone was stunned by Qin Yurou's beauty, Shen Qiang, sitting at the table, let a smile appear on his lips.

Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and tea.

These were all hobbies of the Medical Saint.

Although still a step behind the Saints of Music, Chess, Calligraphy, and Painting in the Immortal Realm, they were nothing less than authoritative in this world.

As for Lingxiao Silver Needles,

In the Immortal Realm, it was considered top-notch tea.

Not only did it require extremely harsh growing conditions,

it was also a celestial artifact, especially miraculous in beautifying and detoxifying, almost as effective as spiritual medicine, with ordinary pills unable to compare.

Even in the Immortal Realm, it was worth a fortune; the wealthy couldn't even afford to drink it because the tea was worth hundreds of times more than ordinary pills and extremely rare.

In the calm anticipation, Qin Yurou, who had already boiled the water, swiftly rinsed the tea.

Then, the moment the precisely temperature-controlled water once again submerged the leaves in the pot,

a faint, unique tea fragrance instantly spread out.

"Impossible!" In the threads of tea aroma that filled the room, Chu Xiaotian, so close he could smell that wisp of tea fragrance, was not only dumbfounded, but his heart was momentarily aghast.

"Such a subtle tea fragrance, yet incredibly distinct. Upon catching a whiff, one instantly feels a sense of ease and pleasure; this is too wonderful, this is no mere tea, this is clearly a treasure!"

And just as he was shaken, the numerous cultivators present couldn't help but look at Shen Qiang in shock.

After taking a gentle sip of the Lingyun Bai Hao in front of them, their expressions were immediately filled with astonishment.

"Truly worthy of Lingxiao Silver Needles, compared to it, the previously supreme Lingyun Bai Hao not only seems bland and tasteless, but it also seems to have lost its aroma entirely."

"Immortal tea, this is immortally pure tea! No wonder when the Abbot of the Seventy-two Ancient Temples, Zen Master Jingwu, came here, he requested a cup of Lingxiao Silver Needles; such a celestial artifact, never mind drinking a cup, just catching the scent is enough to make one feel at ease!"

"Good tea! Truly worthy of being immortal tea; merely its fragrance alone is unparalleled. Yet, unfortunately, aside from Shen Qiang, no one else can taste this tea. What a pity!"

The numerous cultivators who were fond of tea tasting were scratching their ears in desperation.

Meanwhile, on the podium, the various sect leaders were looking on with shocked eyes. More than that, what astonished everyone was that the Abbot of the Seventy-two Ancient Temples, Zen Master Jingwu, who had always been reluctant to appear before everyone, had quietly appeared on the podium. Staring intently at the teapot, he spoke in amazement.

"Amitabha, Medicine King Shen, might this old monk request a cup of your immortal tea to form a good bond?"