1666 Tea at Midnight
After she finished drinking this cup of tea, a fragrance lingered in her mouth, and both her body and mind felt at ease.
Qiao Mu felt warm and comfortable, no longer feeling the scorching and sweltering temperatures.
It felt like her entire body was soaking in a hot spring. It was extremely relaxing.
"Qiuqiu, pour me another cup. Was this brewed with three grams of spiritual tea?"
"Correct, Masta." Masta had a very precise grasp over the weight of medicinal materials, so she was naturally able to apply this mastery to spiritual tea and figure out the exact amount used.
A green vine took the teacup back to Paradise Planet and came back out with a steaming cup of spiritual tea in less than a second, placing it into Qiao Mu's hands.
After drinking another cup of spiritual tea, Qiao Mu could sense that her body had completely replenished all the mystic energy that had been expended.
With the third cup, Qiao Mu could even feel a thread of spiritual energy circulating through her meridians, slowly tempering them.
Compared to the amount of mystic energy in her body, this bit of spiritual energy was like a drop in the ocean. It immediately settled without a trace.
Yet it could not be denied that if she was to continue drinking this spiritual energy regularly, it would naturally be able to alter her meridians imperceptibly over time. It would help her mold her spiritual meridians and increase the amount of spiritual energy in her body.
By the fourth infusion, the effects were somewhat less prominent.
Only after drinking seven cups in a row did Qiao Mu feel that the spiritual tea in her cup tasted no different from normal tea.
But normal tea basically had no flavor that could be savored by the seventh infusion either.
Qiao Mu set down her teacup, and she observed that her strength had already recovered to its peak. Even if three spiritual beasts ran over right now, she could fight them all at once.
"Qiuqiu, brew another four servings of tea." She was going to treat her teammates to tea!
Qiuqiu groused, "This tea is very expensive! There's only enough for 500 servings. There'll be less every time you drink it! And can their weakling bodies even handle this spiritual tea."
Although the grumbling didn't stop, Qiuqiu still ran to brew the tea. Soon, Qiuqiu told her that the tea was ready.
Qiao Mu turned a deaf ear to the grousing Qiuqiu and got up excitedly. She ran over and naughtily shook her teammates awake one by one.
Duanmu Qing hadn't really fallen into a deep sleep, so when he sensed someone walking up to him, he opened his eyes at once.
Qiao Mu had been hesitating over whether to push him awake. When she saw him suddenly open his eyes, she reflexively stepped backwards. She averted her eyes guiltily for some reason and said with a light cough, "Ah, since you're awake, come drink some tea."
The little fatty yawned while covering his mouth, and he grumbled groggily, "Qiaoqiao, I thought that there was some mystic beast attacking us in the middle of the night."
What was wrong with this kid? Waking them up in the middle of the night to drink tea!
"What do you mean by drinking tea. I want to sleep." Qi Xuanxuan sat there with a drooping head and with her whole body drenched in sweat. It felt so unbearably sticky.
"Come, come. Drink tea." Qiao Mu handed a cup of tea to each of them. "Bottoms up."
Unable to refuse her hospitality, the other four were bemused and started drinking the tea.
After half a night's sleep, they did indeed feel a bit thirsty. This cup of tea was indeed timely.
The other four's eyes immediately widened once the tea entered their stomachs.
As if he had returned from the grave, the little fatty sputtered, "Qiao, Qiaoqiao, this tea, tea?"
It was so strange. Where did Qiaoqiao get this tea from in the middle of the night? It was freakin' still steaming too!
"What do you think?" Qiao Mu wanted to know if the effects of them drinking the spiritual tea were the same as it was for her.
