Chapter 707: Four-Grade Supreme Spirit Tea

After successfully refining the elixir, Qin Ming was in an excellent mood.

Under the weight of their heartfelt invitation,

he exchanged pleasantries with the two city lords of Tianlan Xiancheng and traded two Hunyuan Elixirs for several rare spirit materials.

In the following period,

the celestial anomalies that had appeared in Tianlan Xiancheng were still the talk of the town among its cultivators.

More than a year remained before the Immortal Mansion Gathering would begin.

Qin Ming did not wander far; instead, he cultivated low-grade spirit plants within the Small Spirit Realm, refreshing the ripening and Space-Time Leaf entries.

After a year of cultivation, the spirit plants in the fields of the Small Spirit Realm began to grow at an accelerated pace.

Qin Ming also cultivated a batch of spirit plants needed to refine Hunyuan Elixirs.

Thus, his future elixir-refining materials would be inexhaustible, sparing him the hardship of searching for them.

This earned him additional ripening and Space-Time Leaf entries, all of which he used to accelerate the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea.

One day,

Qin Ming was performing the Five Element Spirit Rain Art, irrigating the spirit plants in the herb field.

Suddenly,

as a gentle breeze drifted by, a faint aroma of spirit tea drifted into Qin Ming’s nostrils, jolting his spirit awake.

Qin Ming approached the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea tree; after two years of cultivation and acceleration,

Having consumed numerous ripening entries, he had forcibly accelerated the four-grade supreme spirit tea tree to five thousand years of spiritual cultivation.

One could only say it was terrifying—such was the power of a golden finger.

Now, the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea had grown over two zhang tall, lush and verdant, with thick branches and dense foliage—worthy of being called a thousand-year ancient spirit tea tree.

The entire tree emitted an astonishing aura of Great Dao spiritual resonance, accompanied by flickering bolts of lightning.

Occasionally, thunderous rumbles would emanate from its branches.

It rivaled Qin Ming’s other demonic plant, the Lei Yuanmo Jujube.

Among the myriad spirit plants in the Small Spirit Realm, it stood utterly unique.

Immediately after,

Three golden entries appeared before Qin Ming’s vision:

【Name】: Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea 【Term】: Nascent Soul Magic Power ×1 (Maturity 100%, Harvestable) 【Name】: Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea 【Term】: Space-Time Leaf ×10 (Maturity 100%, Harvestable) 【Name】: Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea 【Term】: Great Dao Enlightenment ×1 (Maturity 100%, Harvestable) “Finally, I can harvest it!”

Qin Ming’s face lit up with joy as he immediately plucked all the tea leaves bearing the entries.

In an instant,

three leaves—one purple, one purple, one blue—floated into Qin Ming’s spiritual sea.

Gazing at the emerald-green tea leaves in his hand, their veins faintly flickering with silver-blue lightning arcs, Qin Ming could hardly contain his delight.

The 【Nascent Soul Magic Power】 and 【Great Dao Enlightenment】 entries were clearly purple-grade, exceedingly rare.

Over the past two years, Qin Ming had also attempted to propagate the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea by cutting and grafting its branches.

But this rare spirit plant seemed to possess uniqueness—it could not be massively propagated.

The current Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea was truly Qin Ming’s treasure.

He estimated that across the entire mortal realm, there was likely only this one tree with such cultivation.

Qin Ming summoned the Devouring Sky Rat to help harvest the remaining tea leaves.

“Master, this Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea is truly fragrant! Just smelling it feels extraordinary.”

“Isn’t it far better than the Ling Sang Bitter Tea we drank at Penglai Sect?”

“Sigh! Thinking of it, I even miss Tian Linger’s tea.”

The Devouring Sky Rat asked while plucking the tea leaves into a bamboo basket.

“I think you’re not craving the Ling Sang Bitter Tea—you’re lusting after Tian Linger’s body, aren’t you? After all, she’s a rare transformed spirit herb.” Qin Ming said coolly.

One flick of its tail, and he knew exactly what it was thinking.

“Hehehe! How could I ever be so cruel? I was just curious.” The Devouring Sky Rat, caught off guard, chuckled awkwardly and quickened its pace.

Qin Ming continued: “This is the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea—there’s likely only one such tree in the mortal realm. Elsewhere, it’s probably extinct.”

“Though Ling Sang Bitter Tea is also a four-grade mid-tier spirit plant, it pales in comparison to the tea in your hands.”

“According to Qingyang the Devil, drinking this tea grants extra resilience against heavenly tribulations—you’ve struck gold, boy.”

The Devouring Sky Rat’s eyes sparkled with astonishment: “Is this true?!”

“Of course. This spirit tea is a four-grade supreme plant—just one step away from becoming a five-grade divine tree.” Qin Ming replied.

Hearing this, the Devouring Sky Rat became even more careful, terrified of damaging the tea tree.

After a short while, Qin Ming and the Devouring Sky Rat harvested every single tea leaf from the tree.

They collected a total of fifty jin of fresh tea leaves.

Afterwards,

half a month passed.

Qin Ming followed ancient tea-making methods—drying, rolling, and roasting—reducing the volume by one-third, ultimately yielding fifteen jin of Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea. These leaves could rightly be called unparalleled supreme tea in the cultivation world.

Rarely heard in the mortal realm.

Qin Ming and the Devouring Sky Rat gazed at the finished tea in the bamboo basket, their eyes gleaming.

“After all this effort, we’ve finally refined four-grade supreme spirit tea.”

The Devouring Sky Rat took a deep breath, as if intoxicated: “It’s so fragrant! Master, let’s brew a pot and taste it right away!”

Qin Ming tapped its head: “What are you thinking? This tea must be used wisely. Wait until you’ve transformed into a fourth-grade demon beast before drinking it—if you drink it now and it has no effect, you’ll have wasted it.”

He added:

“Let me taste it first, on your behalf.”

Upon hearing this, the Devouring Sky Rat looked utterly defeated, lying on its back and groaning: “I must break through to fourth-grade transformation! No spirit wine, no spirit tea—it’s unbearable!”

Qin Ming immediately retrieved the Earthheart Spirit Spring and prepared his tea utensils, lighting incense to brew the tea.

Soon, a unique, spirit-rich fragrance wafted out.

Qin Ming poured a cup of the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea; the emerald-green infusion was veiled in a pale azure mist, within which streaks of lightning flickered—truly divine.

His eyes brightened; he lifted the cup, inhaled deeply several times, and felt his spirit grow serene and empty. He took a small sip.

BOOM! A strange thunderclap erupted within his body; the rich, fragrant essence lingered long in his mouth, surging upward to his crown.

He clearly felt his magic power slightly increase, his entire body suffused with comfort.

“Truly an excellent tea!” Qin Ming exclaimed with delight.

The Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea was, without doubt, the finest spirit tea Qin Ming had ever tasted.

Yet its yield was extremely low—he had only fifteen jin total. Fortunately, the tea tree still lived, so he could keep accelerating it.

Qin Ming stored the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea, then sat cross-legged beneath his life-spirit plant, the Yin-Yang Xuan Teng Tree.

He activated his will, immediately consuming the 【Nascent Soul Magic Power】 entry.

BOOM! Instantly, a torrent of pure Nascent Soul magic power descended from the void, pouring into his Nascent Soul atop the Purple Palace and Heavenly Heart Altar.

Qin Ming began practicing the Green Emperor Scripture; his magic power flowed endlessly along the Celestial Cycle.

Spiritual energy from the external world surged into him like a whale drinking the ocean.

Half a month passed.

Only then did Qin Ming fully absorb the 【Nascent Soul Magic Power】 entry; his entire body radiated a profound, ancient timber aura.

“I didn’t expect this 【Nascent Soul Magic Power】 entry to be so abundant—it’s equivalent to a decade of hard cultivation.”

Thus, Qin Ming took another step toward Nascent Soul Mid-Stage.

Feeling his Nascent Soul magic power surge further, Qin Ming felt the countless entries spent accelerating the Great Dao Thunder Tribulation Tea had been worth it.

Several days later,

a message talisman arrived at his cave entrance.

Qin Ming opened it—it was from Xia Yuangong and Long Yangzi.

“Brother Qin, the Immortal Mansion Gathering is about to begin. Will you join us?”

Qin Ming immediately packed his things, ended his seclusion, left his cave, and flew toward Tianlan Sacred Hall.

Soon, he met Xia Yuangong and Long Yangzi.

“It’s been two years, Brother Qin—your cultivation has advanced further!”

Long Yangzi, upon seeing Qin Ming, was slightly startled.

Qin Ming smiled calmly, modestly replying: “I’ve merely gained some insights in my scripture practice.”

“Still, that’s rare. At our level, stagnation for decades—even centuries—is common.”

“Clearly, Brother Qin has extraordinary fortune. We’re truly envious.”

Xia Yuangong and Long Yangzi were deeply envious; after all, Qin Ming could independently refine elixirs for Nascent Soul cultivators, achieving full self-sufficiency.

Even Long Yangzi, holding high rank, had to pay a heavy price to obtain a single four-grade Hunyuan Elixir.

After exchanging pleasantries,

Qin Ming asked: “When do you plan to depart?”

“The Immortal Mansion Gathering will begin in just over three months. Brother Qin should prepare accordingly,” Xia Yuangong explained.

Qin Ming pondered briefly, then said: “More than half a month left? I still have one Penglai Immortal Token unused—I’ll pay a visit to Penglai Sect first, then meet you two at Long Yuan Island.”

“Oh? I didn’t expect Old Lady Long Mu to go so far as to give you a Penglai Immortal Token just to befriend you,” Long Yangzi remarked, surprised by the rarity of the token.

“Then I wish you success, Brother Qin. The five-grade divine tree at Penglai Sect holds great fortune—but it’s exceedingly difficult to obtain.”

Qin Ming paid it no mind; he now had the [Great Dao Epiphany] term in his possession and would surely gain something from it.

Then.

Qin Ming bade the two farewell and swiftly retreated beyond the borders of Tianlan Xiancheng.

(End of Chapter)