If this doesn't impress a cultivation plant, nothing will.
He turned toward the Demonica Moonburgh with a smile on his face.
"Come on, Moon,"
Noah addressed the plant with a joking tone.
"Let's see what you do when I feed you this. You must know I'm feeding you an expensive drink; this is worth twenty golden coins."
"Don't disappoint me, alright?"
Twenty golden coins of liquid mana enhancement. If this doesn't trigger something spectacular, I'm returning you to Vex with a complaint.
The plant maintained its silence, neither acknowledging his words nor showing obvious signs of anticipation.
You are the strong, nonchalant type. Got it.
Noah tilted the bottle carefully, watching the cold tea flow toward soil that had probably never experienced anything more exotic than demon realm groundwater. The iced tea disappeared into the dark soil.
Within seconds, Moon was no longer silent.