The Lotus Flower Dew

Everything settled down shortly after and the court resumed without much fanfare. Their admiration for Zi Yin was growing and all Zhan Sheng could do was grit his teeth, his nails digging into his armchair as his rage roiled through him. The bastard killed his mate, was tortured, and was kept prisoner but still had the fucking gall to defy him! Zhan Sheng was so mad he could spit fire. Luckily, the members of the court knew when to quit when they were ahead. Lei Wei stepped forward, his head bowed and his black robes making his handsome face stand out. "Zhangmen, to surpass your adversaries, I recommend that you harness the power of the Lotus Flower Dew."

The mention of the Lotus Flower Dew piqued his interest, its legendary properties resonating within him. Lei Wei was a cunning strategist, he wouldn't mention this unless he had a plan to enhance Zhan Sheng's cultivation and overcome the formidable Zi Wang and the Emperor.

"Go on," Zhan Sheng replied.