The elder steward and the all-purpose steward, Mu Mingyu, exchanged a glance. It seems the Matriarch places great importance on this person!
Mu Qiuniang was very calm. She sat in the chair, drinking the tea from upstairs. This was top-quality black tea specially prepared by the Mu family. Mu Mingyu dared to guarantee that the pot of black tea he brewed was the best of the best, one of his finest works.
This work even earned him the best grade in the tea appreciation class at the British Royal Academy.
However, even his proudest work made Mu Qiuniang frown slightly.
Mu Mingyu felt a pang in his heart and quickly approached, asking softly, "Matriarch, is the tea not to your taste?"
Mu Qiuniang did not speak, only shook her head lightly, and with a swipe of her hand in her sleeve, a package of tea leaves appeared in her empty hand.
A natural wooden-colored paper package was tied with a linen string, about half a pound.
She handed it to Mu Mingyu, "Spiritual Tea."
Mu Mingyu took it, muttering to himself. It was strange; how could the Matriarch’s small sleeve hold such a large package of tea leaves?
He should ask the Matriarch for advice on how the "ancients" hid things in their sleeves? Is this how it’s portrayed on TV, with ancients pulling things out of their sleeves at will?
It was only when he started actually brewing the tea that he suddenly realized: Spiritual Tea?!
Could it be the legendary Spiritual Tea?!
He had heard previously that Uncle Mu (referring to the elder Mu) had received a special tea that brewed exceptionally aromatic. Could this be that tea?
Mu Mingyu put forth his best effort, carefully brewing the first pot of Spiritual Tea in his life.
Sure enough, when the tea leaves were steeped in hot water, the aroma that erged was completely different. That light, refreshing scent filled his nostrils, instantly making him feel physically comfortable and ntally revitalized.
Is this Spiritual Tea?!
Mu Mingyu dared to say this was the best tea fragrance he had slled in his life. He sowhat understood why the family valued this seemingly very young "elder" so much.
Regardless of whether she was truly the centuries-old ancestor of the Mu family, to be able to casually produce tea leaves that even the Mu family couldn’t, was enough to demonstrate her ability.
Thinking back to the crisis the Mu family faced not long ago, she rely appeared at Uncle Mu’s birthday banquet, said nothing, yet resolved it. Mu Mingyu seed to understand why the Mu family valued her so highly.
"Matriarch, tea!" After Mu Mingyu finished brewing, he served it with the best purple clay teaware.
Mu Qiuniang raised the cup, took a small sip, her brow relaxed, and she lightly nodded at Mu Mingyu, expressing satisfaction.
Mu Mingyu let out a sigh of relief. Although confident in his abilities, it was only with the praise of this ancestor that his heart could truly settle.
"Alright, there’s no need for you here anymore, you may go now."
With Mu Qiuniang’s command, the elder steward and all-purpose steward Mu Mingyu could only leave.
When Gong Leitian opened his eyes, only he and the Grandmaster remained in the reception room.
He was surprised to discover that his cultivation, which had not advanced for many years, had unexpectedly progressed?!
Although both were stages of Enlightennt, one was at just Foundation Establishnt, and the other was on the verge of Fusion, which are not the sa concept at all.
This ans that his current thod of cultivation is the most suitable for him.
"Thank you, Grandmaster, for your guidance!" Gong Leitian stood up and ceremoniously perford a traditional bow to Mu Qiuniang in gratitude.
Initially thinking he would need to seek the Grandmaster in the future, he hadn’t expected that upon their first eting, she would offer him such a rare opportunity, sothing others could only dream of obtaining.
"This is your destiny!" Mu Qiuniang glanced at him with a hint of dissatisfaction, saying, "Still a bit lacking."
"Letian’s aptitude is limited, having been stuck at Enlightennt Level 3 for years, and now, through sudden insight, progressing to Level 12, which is surprising. I dare not have too many expectations..."
Gong Leitian didn’t finish before Mu Qiuniang interrupted him: "Pathetic! Just a tiny bit of progress, and you’re already satisfied? How do you plan to advance further? Do you still wish to ascend to immortal?"
"Grandmaster, it’s not that Letian doesn’t want to ascend," Gong Leitian, just grateful for the opportunity the Grandmaster presented, was unwilling for her to be displeased with him, and quickly explained, "It’s just that my aptitude is limited, being stuck for years without any progress. Without the Grandmaster, I wouldn’t even have this small surprise. Besides, since the disappearance of great powers in the Cultivation World hundreds of years ago, no one’s ascended for centuries..."
Mu Qiuniang sneered, "Ha! Are you implying it’s not your fault, but the fault of the entire Cultivation World? If I, Mu Qiuniang, can achieve it, why can’t you? It’s not that the Cultivation World can’t ascend; it’s that you’ve never considered it, never strived for it, never fought against fate..."
Gong Leitian was speechless. Yes, since no one in the Cultivation World has ascended for hundreds of years, everyone concluded it was hopeless, yet why does everyone believe the Grandmaster can ascend?
Isn’t this contradictory?
"Heaven and earth regard all creatures as straw dogs. Cultivation is inherently about fighting against others, fighting against heaven. If there’s not even a bit of courage to fight against others and heaven, why cultivate? Might as well be ordinary, live carefree for a century, isn’t that delightful?"
Gong Leitian was thoroughly reprimanded by Mu Qiuniang. Perhaps in his lifeti, whether in the Master or after joining the special departnt, he had never been scolded so severely?
This Grandmaster was not as they said, aloof but easy to talk to.
She’s extrely strict, and any slight lapse in thought on the cultivation path could lead to severe reprimanding.
In the end, Mu Qiuniang finally revealed the reason for his summoning. She had discovered that cultivators were targeting the Mu family. She’d found so clues and wanted him to continue the investigation.
"Yes, Grandmaster, don’t worry. I will certainly find out who is targeting the Mu family." Gong Leitian had no lighthearted mood left, and hastily made a promise.
He had just been scolded by the Grandmaster; if he couldn’t even accomplish this task, that would indeed be terrible!
Mu Qiuniang’s expression was indifferent, "It’s best if you can uncover it. If not, I won’t be disappointed. Just do the best you can, but the most important thing is to ensure your own safety because you only have one life. Once it’s gone, it’s lost. Cultivators are not ordinary people; we don’t get a second chance!"
Of course, if you’re at the Nascent Soul Stage, as long as the Nascent Soul remains intact, rebirth or possession is entirely possible.
But unfortunately, many cultivators never reach that stage, prematurely perishing in battles with others, let alone fighting against heaven.
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