Soon, a steaming pot of Immortal Tea was brewed.
Nangong Yiwang picked up the teapot and poured a cup for each of Shen Long and the other three.
Ning Hong raised his cup, took a sip, and a look of appreciation appeared on his face.
"Not bad. Good tea, good tea."
Ning Hong praised.
Shen Long lifted his cup and took a sip, feeling a refreshing sensation flow into his Sea of Souls, bolstering his Divine Soul slightly.
Wang Yuan and the other two took a sip of the Spiritual Tea and expressed their praise.
With the tea consumed, the conversation began to flow, and the five started discussing alchemy techniques.
"Madam Nangong, your Nangong Family has a long-standing heritage; surely you can refine Third Grade Dao Pills?"
Shen Long asked casually.
"You jest, Taoist Friend Qian. The difficulty of refining Third Grade Dao Pills is exceedingly high. I lack such skill, though Second Grade Dao Pills are within my reach."
Nangong Yiwang replied.
