"These tea pots and cups were once owned by my grandfather, gifted to me on my birthday," Dong Rui explained, her delicate fingers traced the intricate carvings that adorned the tea pot and cups. The smooth, polished surface of the pot revealed a mesmerizing pattern etched with eldritch runes that seemed to dance in the soft candlelight, her voice tinged with a touch of reverence. "He revealed to us that they once belonged to an ancient spirit expert known as the Thousand Wood Ancestor. Have you ever heard of him?"
Liang shook his head, a touch of amusement crossing his features. The world was filled with countless experts, their names and legacies scattered across history. It was impossible for one person to know them all.
Dong Rui huffed lightly, a playful glint in her eyes. "The Thousand Wood Ancestor was no ordinary expert," she declared, her voice filled with conviction. Her fingers gently traced the intricate carvings on the tea pot. "If I were to tell you who his disciples were, you would be astounded."
Liang’s laughter couldn’t be contained as he leaned back in his seat. "Well then, surprise me!"
"He is the master of the Jade Sovereign!" Dong Rui proclaimed, a hint of disdain coloring her tone as she appraised Liang’s reaction.
A flicker of recognition crossed Liang’s face, and his mouth twitched with intrigue. The Jade Sovereign was a name known throughout the domain, Indeed, such an expert was worthy of knowing. In an attempt to divert from his momentary astonishment, he pointed at the tea pot, changing the subject. "Just now, you’ve only took out the water water. What about the tea leaves?"
Dong Rui’s laughter danced in the air as she responded, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Ah, that’s where the mastery of this tea pot lies," she explained. "The pot itself is made from an ancient tree called the Heaven-Reaching Dao Tree."
Liang inhaled sharply, his knowledge of the Heaven-Reaching Dao Tree surfacing. It was one of the Ten Dao Sacred Trees, legendary artifacts from the bygone eposh when the Dao Path ruled supreme. These sacred trees were hailed as the most precious treasures, alongside the Seven True Sacred Dao Artifacts, the Five True Dao Waters, and the ten Sacred Dao Flames.
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However, such treasures were believed to exist only in the upper domain, far beyond the reach of ordinary experts.
Dong Rui’s voice continued, capturing Liang’s undivided attention. "Whatever water you put in this pot, it will transform into a sacred brew—Sacred Dao Tea."
The Sacred Dao Tea served as a remarkable catalyst for Dong Rui’s rapid mastery of the Lightforged Illumination Technique. Without it, she estimated that the arduous process would have spanned centuries, perhaps even a millennium. This rare concoction, known only to a select few, played an irreplaceable role in her journey towards enlightenment.
While the Sacred Dao Tea did not hold significant sway in runic cultivation, its value surpassed that of ordinary techniques and secret arts. The mere mention of such a treasure widened Liang’s eyes in awe and intrigue. He understood that any spirited cultivator fortunate enough to discover its existence would stop at nothing to it.
Spirit cultivation and rune cultivation diverge in their approach and foundation.
Many of the spirit cultivators still adhere to the Dao Path, diligently following the ancient footsteps of their predecessors. On the other hand, rune cultivation, akin to soul cultivation, embraces the Origin Path.
Surprisingly, despite the widespread popularity of spirit cultivation in the domain, cultivators of the Dao Path constitute a minority. A significant portion of the population opts for techniques rooted in the Origin Path, This choice grants them an easier path to ascend to the upper domain. Astonishingly, a Peak Void Transformation Realm practitioner who adheres to the Origin Path stands an estimated eighty-five percent chance of successful transcension.
However, in comparison, Dao Path cultivators enjoy a limitless lifespan and wield greater battle power while being at the same realm.
Perhaps this is why runic cultivation has flourished so greatly - it is the first cultivation system to successfully transform its techniques and substitute the Dao with the the Origin.
Dong Rui’s movements were fluid and precise as she carefully poured the water from the glass pot into the wooden tea pot. As the clear liquid cascaded into the intricate etchings, a subtle shift in the air could be felt. The room seemed to hold its breath, anticipation hanging in the atmosphere.
As the water filled the tea pot, a gentle vapor began to rise, swirling and dancing in ethereal patterns. wisps of mist snaked out of the pot, intertwining with the carved vines and branches, as if breathing life into the wooden masterpiece.
The scent of the tea leaves, delicate and fragrant, soon overwhelmed the room, enveloping it in a mellow aroma. The tendrils of mist transformed, taking on the forms of mythical creatures—dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns—an enchanting spectacle that mesmerized Liang and Dong Rui.
With a graceful motion, Dong Rui lifted the tea pot, skillfully pouring the Sacred Dao Tea into the cups. As the liquid cascaded, small whirlpools formed within the cups, swirling gently before settling into a tranquil, shimmering surface.
Once the pouring was complete, the manifestations gradually faded away, and a serene stillness enveloped the room. The warm glow of the candlelight reflected off the polished wood, casting a gentle radiance on the tea pot and cups.
Dong Rui placed one cup in front of Liang, her voice filled with pride. "Try it now brother Liang, I am sure you won’t regret."
Liang held the cup delicately, his gaze fixed on its contents. The tea, a translucent golden hue, seemed to hold a universe of secrets. With cautious, he brought the cup to his lips and took a sip.
Instantly, his senses were awakened, his spirit lifted to new heights. A delicate sweetness enveloped his tongue, followed by a complex array of flavors that danced across his palate. Each sip revealed a depth of taste and aroma that he had never experienced before—an intoxicating blend of earthy notes, floral undertones, and a hint of something otherworldly.
As the liquid flowed down his throat, Liang felt a surge of energy coursing through his body, invigorating his every cell. It was as if he had tapped into the ancient wisdom and power contained within the tea itself.