1665 A Cup of Spiritual Tea
It was evening, and the sky had completely turned dark.
This time, Qiao Mu had scattered a rather appropriate amount of medicinal powder. Only ten or so mystic beasts and three spiritual beasts had come while tracing the scent.
They only hunted those three spiritual beasts and let the rest go.
Nighttime in the Lava Mountain Range was very hard to endure.
Because once night set, the temperature in the mountain range would become even hotter than during the day.
If during the day, you felt like you were inside a large smelting furnace, sweating like rain with any slight movement…
Then at nighttime, you would discover that you were situated at the center of the smelting furnace. Even if you lay there without moving, you would still want to pant from the heat.
Everyone rested feebly against the rocks, but merely sitting there made them feel like they were suffocating. It was like their bodies were roasting inside intense flames, and it was extremely unbearable.
Qiao Mu generated an ice ball, but when it melted from the Lava Mountain Range's heat in less than a minute, she didn't bother to waste her mystic energy anymore.
There wasn't much use in making it anyway since it would evaporate within minutes from the heat.
Like the others, Qiao Mu dozed off to replenish the strength she had expended.
She planned to scatter some more medicinal powder after dawn broke to ensnare more spiritual beasts.
Being able to hunt five spiritual beasts on the first day was a pretty good achievement for them.
They would do their best to finish their mission tomorrow, and then they could contact Wei Xu.
"Masta, Masta, do you want me to drag you into Paradise Planet to sleep?" The sapling Qiuqiu's voice rang in Qiao Mu's ears.
Paradise Planet was perpetually in spring and made people comfortable all year long, while the mystic energy there was also dense and thick.
But Qiao Mu did not want to just hide inside Paradise Planet whenever she encountered trouble.
Besides, it was just that the environment she was resting in was somewhat vile.
Compared to the even more vile environments she had arduously endured in her previous life, how could she be so pampered in this life?
She steadfastly shook her head. She could endure it. Spoiling herself wasn't good.
"Then, how about Qiuqiu let you take a sip of the spiritual tea I just brewed?"
Miss Qiao smacked her slightly parched lips. Her eyes immediately lit up as she communicated in her mind, "Qiuqiu, you've already harvested the spiritual tea tree?"
"That's right. I've already plucked the first batch. But there's only 30 taels. It's only enough for 500 brews."
Thirty taels was too little right!
It was worthy of being a precious spiritual tea tree. Its yield was pitifully scanty.
"Masta, don't worry. The spiritual tea tree can be harvested every two weeks. In the future, when our Paradise Planet transforms into a spiritual domain, its yield will probably be able to double."
But that's merely a 60-tael yield, Qiao Mu groused.
"Do you want a cup to refresh yourself, Masta?" The sapling Qiuqiu's voice lured enticingly.
Miss Qiao nodded inexplicably.
Afterwards, a steaming cup of spiritual tea was sent into Qiao Mu's petite hands.
It turned out that Qiuqiu had already prepared it beforehand and was just waiting for her to give the okay.
A faint spiritual energy, mixed in among the pristine and refreshing tea fragrance, wafted in the scorching air.
Qiao Mu took a sniff and smelled a lingering tea fragrance. When she took a sip, she felt her body relax considerably. In an instant, most of the fatigue had left her body.
Wasn't this way too effective.
Qiao Mu looked down at the spiritual tea before drinking it all in one gulp.
