Chapter 18: Bi Xian Spirit Tea

Drinking tea to increase cultivation—having a few cups every day—isn't that just extra cultivation?

Even if the increase is small, over time, the accumulated growth in cultivation would not be insignificant.

Thus, He Song couldn't help but ask.

"This tea is precious. Even the deacons rarely get a sip of it on ordinary days. Only a small pot is supplied to the VIP room. Today, I was fortunate to have a cup here, thanks to you, Fellow Daoist." With a flicker in her eyes, Pinger's gaze at He Song carried a hint of a smile.

If it weren't for the fact that this tea was truly precious, and He Song had handed her a cup, she wouldn't have so easily believed that He Song hadn't done it on purpose earlier.

Now that He Song was asking, she naturally answered without holding anything back.

After a pause, Pinger spoke again.

"This tea is called Bi Xian Spirit Tea. It is picked from the Bi Xian Spirit Tea trees grown in the Thick Earth Sect's spirit herb garden. In the immortal market, it sells for ten spirit stones per tael..."

"..."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist. I'll take my leave now." Having achieved his goal for this trip, He Song no longer had any intention of staying.

After cupping his hands slightly toward Pinger, He Song turned and left the Spirit Skill Pavilion.

What?

Bi Xian Spirit Tea?

Never heard of it.

Don't know it.

Haven't seen it.

Can't afford it!

With a hint of melancholy.

He Song's steps were quick, as if a demon beast were chasing him from behind.

He needed to return home as soon as possible.

Then begin to comprehend the Introduction to Formation Setting in his memory.

Rather than staying here to face Pinger's stifled laughter.

He Song's figure quickly disappeared into the distance.

On the spot.

Pinger covered her face with her hands, laughing so hard that her body shook.

She wasn't mocking He Song for overestimating himself; she just found him very interesting.

Any cultivator would understand the value of spirit tea that could increase cultivation.

He Song, on the other hand, asked without hesitation.

Upon learning the price, he turned and left without any lingering attachment.

Moreover, He Song had been in the immortal market for five years.

With his cultivation only at the third level of Qi Refinement, he had managed to save up one hundred spirit stones.

And he could spend one hundred spirit stones to purchase an introductory book on the myriad arts of cultivation.

Coupled with the ease with which he handed her a cup of spirit tea, Pinger couldn't help but view He Song in a new light.

"If I see him again in the future, I should definitely befriend him."

Muttering to herself, Pinger's figure soon left the VIP room to continue receiving other cultivators.

Today, He Song had left too quickly.

She wanted to befriend him, but due to her duties, she couldn't leave and could only wait for the next opportunity.

Returning home.

He Song sat cross-legged, and the memories of the Introduction to Formation Setting quickly surged in his mind.

Formation setting, what is formation setting?

At its grandest, using heaven and earth as a formation, under infinite power, everything turns to dust.

At its smallest, using spirit stones to form a formation, with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as the board, influencing the prosperity and decline of a place.

But these are matters for the future.

Just starting to study formation setting, He Song still needed to understand the basics.

How to carve formation patterns on spirit stones.

How to use the special techniques for setting up formations.

How to observe the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

How to truly set up a formation.

These were the things He Song truly needed to figure out now.

Fortunately.

The information in the Introduction to Formation Setting was very detailed.

As He Song's gaze swept over it, strands of comprehension quickly appeared in his mind.

A spirit stone appeared in his hand, and He Song soon began to mimic what he remembered from his mind.

Thus, a day and night passed in the blink of an eye.

The next morning.

He Song walked out of his room with a thoughtful expression and headed to the spirit fields he managed to perform the Art of Spirit Rain.

After half an hour of the Art of Spirit Rain, He Song's steps paused slightly, and he soon turned toward the Spirit Construction Pavilion.

Today.

Was the agreed-upon monthly meeting time between He Song, Wei Fan, and Meng Guan.

On the first day of each month, the three would meet at the Spirit Construction Pavilion, drink tea, chat, and discuss various events within their small circles.

Most of the news He Song learned also came from here.

As he walked toward the Spirit Construction Pavilion, He Song's mind continued to study the knowledge related to formation setting.

After a day and night of study, He Song had gained some understanding of formation setting.

But whether it was correct or not still needed time to verify.

Moving forward.

He Song soon arrived at the Spirit Construction Pavilion.

Going up to the second floor of the Spirit Construction Pavilion.

At a table, two figures, one old and one young, were already sitting on cushions.

"Fellow Daoist He, you're a bit late today. Did you spend the night at the Phoenix Roost Pavilion last night?" Looking at He Song, who was still lost in thought, Meng Guan, who appeared as an old man, was the first to tease.

The Phoenix Roost Pavilion, a place of entertainment opened by the Golden Core sect, Pure Yin Sect.

At the Phoenix Roost Pavilion, the female cultivators are all stunning, and among them are top performers who practice dual cultivation techniques. Dual cultivation with them can also increase one's cultivation.

It's also one of the few places in the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Market that can empty a cultivator's pockets.

"With Fellow Daoist He's wealth, the top performer he chose at the Phoenix Roost Pavilion must also be one who can increase cultivation, right? Oh, congratulations on your great progress in cultivation, Fellow Daoist He. A joyous occasion." Beside him, Wei Fan, who appeared as a young man, had a flash of spiritual light in his eyes, then shook his head and laughed.

Although he knew He Song wouldn't throw spirit stones away in a place of entertainment, the three of them usually had an excellent relationship and got along very well. A bit of teasing wouldn't hurt.

Moreover, he had just used the Spirit Eye Technique and discovered that He Song had already broken through to the third level of Qi Refinement.

Thus, he made this remark to tease a bit.

He Song's cultivation had broken through from the second level of Qi Refinement to the third level, and this couldn't be hidden from others.

But he hadn't planned to hide it in the first place.

Listening to the teasing from his two friends, He Song wasn't in a hurry to argue. After sitting down in his usual spot, he suddenly let out a sigh.

"Ah..."

As soon as the sound came out.

For a moment, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The two, who had been about to say more, were stunned.

Exchanging a glance, both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

In the five years they had spent together, He Song had never been like this—sitting down without a word and then letting out a deep sigh.

Never, not once!

But what had happened today to make He Song act so unusually?

Wei Fan gave Meng Guan a look, signaling him to ask.

Meng Guan stroked his beard but accidentally pulled out a few strands, causing him to grimace in pain.

But under Wei Fan's constant urging, Meng Guan finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist He, has something happened?" Gently placing a cup of tea beside He Song, Meng Guan asked softly.

His manner seemed as if he were afraid of startling He Song, a third-level Qi Refinement cultivator.

Seeing this, Wei Fan beside him couldn't help but facepalm.

Although he felt Meng Guan was being overly cautious, Wei Fan's gaze remained fixed on He Song.

If his little friend had been bullied by someone else, where would the face of a late-Qi Refinement cultivator like him be?

He might have to personally step in to restore his little friend's dignity.

After knowing each other for so many years, he still had the idea of standing up for He Song.

(End of Chapter)