Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1406 This tea is extraordinary!

Su Fan sat cross-legged on the jade couch in the guest room hall, and then took out the storage ring that the old man had given him from his bosom.

His eyes suddenly narrowed, and a wisp of pale golden divine sense emerged from between his brows, scanning the storage ring.

The moment the divine sense probed into the storage ring, a bright white jade slip was seen floating quietly, and two artifacts covered with verdigris and cracks were placed beside it. These were the two broken ancient treasures.

He first took the jade slip in his hand, stroking its smooth surface with his fingertips, and then pressed it to his forehead.

The moment spiritual consciousness surged in, countless profound runes and annotations flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

From how to identify the echoes of ancient artifact spirits to the secret methods for repairing cracks in treasures, and the analysis of the characteristics of various ancient treasure materials, every word is a gem, the culmination of the old monster's thousands of years of hard work.

After a while, Su Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with undisguised elation, and carefully put the jade slip into his storage ring.

He was, after all, an old monster who had been immersed in the field of ancient relics for thousands of years.

Such skill is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators. To him, this jade slip is more precious than an entire spirit jade mine.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the two broken ancient treasures and examined them carefully in his palm.

The two artifacts are less ancient relics and more fragments of magical treasures.

One was a palm-sized fragment of a magic disc, with only a small half-circle remaining. The runes on it had long been worn away by time, and it could only be vaguely seen that it was the base of some kind of formation.

The other piece was a small, square seal blank, missing a corner, with spiderweb-like cracks covering the surface, and even the original seal text had peeled off.

As Su Fan's fingertips brushed against the fragments, he suddenly recalled the scene when he obtained the "Demon-Slaying Sword" in Shaoyang Market.

It is a broken object, yet it contains astonishing power.

However, the two fragments of magical artifacts before us are in completely different condition.

Although the "Demon-Slaying Sword" was also badly damaged, at least the blade was relatively intact, and it at least looked like a magic sword.

Alright, he can study these things in detail later.

Anyway, with the jade slip the old man gave him and the fragments of these two ancient treasures, the other party had probably been studying them for many years.

Just then, there were a few knocks on the door of the guest room.

Su Fan frowned immediately. Apart from that old man, he didn't know anyone else here.

He put the jade slip and the fragments of the magic weapon into his storage ring, then stood up from the ground and went to open the door.

When he saw the people outside, he was immediately dumbfounded.

He saw Senior Sister Bingli standing gracefully outside the door, smiling sweetly at him.

The girl wore a moon-white dress with delicate ice crystal patterns embroidered on the hem. The morning light shone on her fair cheeks, making her almond-shaped eyes appear like autumn water, as she looked at him with a shy smile.

"Why are you here...?"

Su Fan was taken aback for a moment, then invited her into the house.

The two sat cross-legged facing each other on the jade couch, and the hall was so quiet that they could hear each other breathing.

Senior Sister Bingli twisted the hem of her skirt with her fingers, a faint blush rising on her cheeks. Clearly, she had mustered up a great deal of courage to come to the door.

Su Fan pondered to himself that he had no close relationship with this noble lady from the immortal sect, and her initiative was rather unusual.

After a long silence, Senior Sister Bingli finally took out a sandalwood box from her storage ring and gently pushed it in front of Su Fan, her voice barely audible.

"This is... this is a box of spiritual tea that I secretly took from the ancestor. I brought it here especially for you to try..."

Su Fan chuckled and said, "Thank you, you're so kind..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened the tea box. The moment the lid was opened, a refreshing aroma of tea burst out as if it were alive, swirling and lingering in the room.

The aroma of the tea carried a rich wood-elemental spiritual energy; inhaling it caused the spiritual energy within his dantian to tremble slightly.

"This is……"

A hint of surprise flashed in Su Fan's eyes; this tea was extraordinary.

"It's the 'Crimson Frost Essence' treasured by our ancestor..."

Senior Sister Bingli looked up at him, a hint of smugness in her eyes. "The entire family only has three or five boxes, and he usually doesn't even let anyone else touch them..."

Hearing what the girl said, Su Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

This girl actually dared to steal even the apple of her ancestor's eye. If that old monster found out, he would probably be furious.

Using ordinary teaware to make this spiritual tea would be a waste.

Thinking of this, he took out a tea set from his storage ring. It was antique and elegant, with a warm and lustrous blue-green color. It was clearly a top-grade magic treasure with extraordinary spiritual energy.

These were spoils of war he had seized from the Celestial Race. It was unknown which Celestial Race expert at the Integration Realm had casually crafted them in their leisure time.

At this moment, Senior Sister Bingli took out a jade bottle from her storage ring.

"Use this spiritual spring water to rinse yourself; it was taken from a spiritual spring inside the ancestor's cave..."

The moment the spring water was poured into the teacup, it touched the tea leaves and a faint red glow appeared.

Su Fan poured her a cup and then took a sip himself.

The moment the tea entered his throat, Su Fan felt all 48,000 pores on his body open up, and a warm spiritual energy slid down his throat into his dantian, then flowed throughout his limbs and bones.

He felt as if he were atop a misty tea mountain, with the chirping of birds in his ears and a lingering fragrance filling his nostrils. He felt as if he had ascended to a fairyland.

He closed his eyes and indulged in a moment of blissful reverie. When he opened them again, he met Senior Sister Bing Li's smiling gaze. That gaze was clear yet intense, causing Su Fan's heart to tighten inexplicably.

Since their last parting, he had vaguely sensed something was off about the other person, but he was unwilling to think about it deeply.

How could a demon with blood on his hands be so favored by a pure and noble lady from a celestial sect?

Su Fan deliberately looked away, picked up his teacup to hide his unease, and casually started a conversation.

"This spiritual tea is indeed extraordinary, far more mellow than many of the immortal teas I've tasted in the Taihao Immortal Realm..."

Senior Sister Bingli blushed even more, but mustered her courage and said, "It's rare for you to come to Lingtai Immortal City, Senior. In the next few days... let me show you around..."

Su Fan wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectation in her eyes, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Before he could speak, Senior Sister Bingli stood up and grabbed his sleeve without saying a word:

"Let's go, I'll take you there now..."

Her fingertips were slightly cool and carried a faint spiritual aura. Su Fan felt a numbness in his arm and, as if possessed, followed her out of the inn.

Over the next two days, Senior Sister Bingli led Su Fan on a leisurely stroll around Lingtai Immortal City, visiting almost all the delicious food and fun places in the city.

Senior Sister Bingli's laughter, like silver bells, filled the streets and alleys. Her eyes, which were always filled with shyness, now shone as if they held the stars.

Looking at her innocent and carefree appearance, Su Fan's initial awkwardness gradually faded away.

Perhaps, occasionally setting aside one's fierce temper and strolling around like an ordinary cultivator wouldn't be bad; one could even consider it as being someone's companion.

But all good things must come to an end.

On the morning of the third day, the old monster reappeared at the entrance of the inn, followed by a young man in a blue robe.

The young man exuded a calm aura, with a hint of sharpness between his brows; he was actually at the Refinement Void Realm.

"The family members who will accompany you to the Great World have been selected..."

After the old man finished speaking, he pointed to the family members next to him.

"He is Cui Haodong, and also the most talented nephew in the family. I hope you will take good care of him in the future..."

Cui Haodong quickly stood up from the ground and respectfully performed a deep bow.

"I hope you will take good care of me, fellow Daoist..."

Su Fan accepted the bow readily and nodded, saying, "Now that we have chosen our candidates, let's not delay any longer and set off as soon as possible..."

The old monster pondered for a moment and said, "How about we set off tomorrow morning? I've already had our luggage prepared, and we also need to have Haodong say goodbye to his clan..."

Su Fan nodded in agreement: "Alright..."

(End of this chapter)