Under the apricot tree, accompanied by a wisp of tea mist rising, Ye Jingcheng already had a pot of tea brewed in his hand.
His tea-cutting movements were very gentle, and he grasped the spiritual temperature at just the right point.
Only in this way could the tea fragrance be fully brought out.
Ever since refining pills in Sha Yun Mountain, Ye Jingcheng also liked to perfect both pill refining and tea brewing.
As the tea lid was lifted slightly, the tea fragrance gently wafted out, leaving an endless aftertaste of eternal freshness.
Watching this scene, Ye Haiyun was also quite gratified, his eyes full of joy.
He recognized this as Tier Two Spirit Tea, but unlike before, this time he didn't stop Ye Jingcheng or say it was a waste.
Ye Jingcheng took out two magical artifact cups obtained from Ye Jingli and handed one to Ye Haiyun.
The cup was embroidered with cyan flowers, matched with the spirit tea, as if the cyan flowers had come to life.
"Fourth Grandpa, look..."
