Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 551 - 263: Luo Changfeng: Is This Tea Really That Ha

Chapter 551: Chapter 263: Luo Changfeng: Is This Tea Really That Hard to Drink?_2

Thus, for a mont, Luo Youwei found herself at a loss.

…

She clenched her teeth.

Afterward, Luo Youwei resolutely swallowed the extrely bitter tea, which she had internally rated the lowest possible score.

Luo Changfeng saw this scene.

He silently picked up the teapot filled with tea.

And refilled Luo Youwei’s cup.

“Elder Changfeng…”

Upon seeing this, Luo Youwei seed to want to stop her esteed ancestor’s gesture.

However, she spoke a bit too late.

Before she could finish her sentence,

The cup in front of her had already been filled with the exceedingly bitter tea.

“What’s wrong?”

Luo Changfeng’s eyes narrowed slightly.

He raised his head and calmly gazed at Luo Youwei in front of him.

Then asked in a knowing, low voice.

“No, nothing…”

After a slight twitch at the corner of her eye, Luo Youwei regained her composure.

However, what ca next,

Regardless of what Luo Changfeng and Luo Youwei talked about,

The cup now full of tea

Was not picked up by Luo Youwei again.

It just sat there silently in front of her,

Emphasizing an attitude of turning a blind eye.

…

After spending so ti chatting,

Luo Changfeng and Luo Youwei gradually began to play Go.

When Luo Youwei left her family, she had played Go with others,

But, without exception,

She ended up victoriously.

This pattern of constant winning without any pressure beca sowhat dull for Luo Youwei.

Therefore, even upon her recent return,

She had already lost several gas to Patriarch Changfeng,

Yet this did little to quench the craving that had been building up inside her for quite so ti.

If one were to sum it up,

Patriarch Changfeng’s opinion on Luo Youwei’s state

Could only be described as, skilled yet still fond of playing.

But no matter,

For soone like Luo Youwei in such a state, Patriarch Changfeng naturally had a solution.

If Patriarch Changfeng were to rcilessly thrash Luo Youwei in a few rounds of Go,

Then the young lady would realize the disparity in this world.

In an instant, that unshakable craving in her heart would vanish without a trace.

…

“How about it?”

After systematically defeating Luo Youwei in three consecutive gas,

Luo Changfeng quietly picked up his cup of tea.

A faint smile lingering on his face.

He watched silently as Luo Youwei, who seed to be buckling under the pressure and harboring so self-doubt,

“Patriarch Changfeng.”

“Your skills in Go are, as always, extraordinary.”

“I yield…”

Having said that, Luo Youwei lowered her head sowhat helplessly and silently began tidying up the slightly chaotic board.

[Noob, noob, noob…]

As the third ga ca to a close,

The black bird, which stood on one foot on Luo Changfeng’s shoulder,

Tilting its head and silently watching the ga,

Suddenly opened its mouth

And mocked rcilessly.

It remained unclear where the black bird had learned such a word.

Patriarch Changfeng pondered; he was certain he had never ntioned it in front of Black Feather.

“Black bird…”

“You’re being a bit harsh…”

Luo Youwei suddenly looked up, glaring intently at the black bird on Luo Changfeng’s shoulder.

Then, an intense chill that seed capable of freezing all things in the world

Rapidly wafted in the direction of the black bird.

[Noob, noob, noob…]

Sensing trouble, the black bird swiftly flapped its black wings.

Fluttering, fluttering, fluttering upwards,

Toward the higher parts of the courtyard.

The chilly aura, faintly tinged with blue, closely pursued Black Feather.

However, regrettably,

Wrapped in a fiery golden fla,

The piercing cold that seed capable of freezing to the bone did not affect Black Feather in the slightest.

“This…”

Watching Black Feather, now entirely enveloped in mysterious golden flas,

Luo Youwei couldn’t help but be stunned.

Her icy aura was incredibly formidable.

She was very much aware of this in her heart.

Even though, it was rely a casual release of that icy breath.

But to injure a cultivator at the Bone Refinent Realm, it would still be quite effortless.

However, that black bird.

It had easily dispersed that chill.

This…

To so extent, it did surprise Luo Youwei.

But, if one were to think about it in reverse.

This black bird was a Spiritual Beast raised by Elder Changfeng himself.

With that in mind, it seed much more normal.

…

After tidying up the black and white chess pieces on the stone table.

Luo Youwei already had the thought of leaving.

“Patriarch Changfeng, I…”

Luo Youwei planned to say goodbye and then leave the courtyard.

Yet, Luo Changfeng seed not to have heard her words at all.

And just kept silently staring at the cup in front of her, full of tea that had not been drunk.

“Sigh…”

Seeing this, Luo Youwei instantly understood.

She picked up the cup of tea from the stone table with so resignation.

Closed her eyes, gritted her teeth.

After drinking the exceptionally bitter tea.

She stood up.

Said her goodbyes and left the small courtyard.

…

“Interesting, very interesting…”

Inside the courtyard.

Underneath the Stone Pavilion.

Luo Changfeng watched Luo Youwei’s fading figure.

He couldn’t help but smile and shake his head.

Afterward, he shifted his gaze to the teapot.

He was silently contemplating.

Is this tea really that bad?

It shouldn’t be…

This tea, except for the fact that the first sip might be “slightly” bitter just a bit,

seed to have no other faults.

After the bitterness, there would be a lingering sweetness.

One just needs to experience it with heart to easily taste the delight of this tea.

But why do so many people find it hard to drink?

“Never mind, why bother with so much?”

After shaking his head,

Luo Changfeng decided not to ponder this matter any further.

Isn’t it better that no one else can appreciate the deliciousness of this tea?

Having all those precious tea leaves for himself to enjoy slowly, isn’t that wonderful?

Oh, wait.

Except for him, a small portion must also be saved for Luo Ping, that lad,

Who actually has a pretty good eye.

Sensible, knows how to appreciate tea.

Not bad, not bad.

…

Sitting peacefully under the Stone Pavilion.

Drinking tea in solitude.

Until, after a long, long ti.

It’s uncertain how much ti had passed,

But roughly until the sky was completely bright,

When countless people were bustling on the streets, busy with their work for the day,

The Carefree Monk finally arrived at this courtyard.

He just sat opposite Luo Changfeng, minding his own business.

Waving a tattered wooden fan in his hand back and forth.

His eyes were focused entirely on Luo Changfeng.

Although the Carefree Monk did not say anything,

All his thoughts and intentions seed to be expressed through his eyes.

“You’ve arrived?”

Luo Changfeng put down his teacup, lifted his head to look at the Carefree Monk in the worn monk’s robe, and said in a very calm voice, “Since you’ve arrived, would you like to drink so tea first?”

While speaking, Luo Changfeng also extended his right hand,

Seemingly going to pick up a cup to pour tea for the Carefree Monk.

But, unlike the slower response of Luo Youwei,

The reaction of the Carefree Monk was remarkably swift.

Before Luo Changfeng could even pour, the Carefree Monk already blocked the cup’s mouth with his right hand.

He looked at Luo Changfeng in front of him, and at the teapot in Luo Changfeng’s hand,

His eyes twitched slightly before he said in an ostensibly calm voice, “No need, no need, no tea for …”

Luo Changfeng said, “Really don’t need any?”

The Carefree Monk said, “No need, really no need!”