"Hu Miao, boil some water and brew the tea!"
Ye Yunfei landed on the mountain slope and summoned Hu Miao out.
By this time, the Demon Race Patriarch had already taken out a tea table, chairs, tea utensils, and several barrels of clear spiritual spring water.
"It seems you are quite a connoisseur of the tea ceremony, Senior," Ye Yunfei said, glancing at the exquisite tea set and couldn't help but laugh.
"Indeed, one could call it a hobby of mine. Today, I shall savor this tea and discuss the Dao with you, Young Friend, stealing a half-day's leisure from this floating life," the Demon Race Patriarch replied with a hearty laugh.
Then, Hu Miao started a fire to boil the water and personally brewed the tea.
The Demon Race Patriarch solemnly produced five tea leaves, placing them into the teapot. As the spiritual spring water bubbled and the spiritual tea leaves unfurled, an intoxicating aroma of tea instantly diffused, drifting through heaven and earth.
Within the Ziwei Sect headquarters, everyone caught a whiff of this refreshing, mind-clearing tea fragrance, each person's face revealing an expression of bliss.
"Young Friend, please have a taste. Millennium Enlightenment Tea is not something one often encounters," the Demon Race Patriarch said with a smile.
"Truly exceptional tea!"
Ye Yunfei picked up a teacup and took a small sip. Immediately, his mouth was filled with the tea's fragrance, his entire body relaxed and comforted. An enigmatic and profound true rhythm of the Great Dao was born, invisible laws continuously manifested around him one after another, accompanied by the booming resonance of Dao sounds.
"How is this possible?!"
The Demon Race Patriarch, possessing formidable strength, clearly saw those laws swirling around Ye Yunfei's body and heard the Dao sounds rumbling. He couldn't help but look utterly shocked.
While Enlightenment Tea could aid one in comprehending the Dao, that also depended on the drinker's aptitude for enlightenment. The Demon Race Patriarch had never seen anyone like Ye Yunfei, who, after a single sip of Enlightenment Tea, immediately entered a state of Dao comprehension, with the laws of heaven and earth spontaneously welling up!
"That boy's enlightenment aptitude is terrifyingly high!"
A voice filled with surprise rang out in the distance.
"Since you're already here, show yourselves. There's no need to hide your heads and conceal your tails," the Demon Race Patriarch's gaze instantly shifted in that direction as he said calmly.
"Hehe, it seems you old flood dragon can't wait to die."
In the distant sky, the figure of a black-robed elder slowly emerged. Streams of black smoke coiled around him, causing the surrounding space to distort faintly.
"As expected, a powerful expert from the Corpse World," the Demon Race Patriarch stared at the black-robed elder, his gaze somewhat grave.
Given his discernment, he could naturally tell at a glance that this black-robed elder possessed formidable strength!
"You alone are not enough to kill me. Scram! Don't disturb my tea session with my young friend," the Demon Race Patriarch scrutinized the black-robed elder and shook his head.
"What if you add me into the mix?"
Suddenly, a voice sounded from another direction. Then, in that direction's sky, another black-robed elder slowly emerged.
The Demon Race Patriarch couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
"And me."
From yet another direction, another icy voice rang out. Then, yet another black-robed elder appeared in that direction.
"It seems your Corpse World is sparing no expense to deal with me," the Demon Race Patriarch sighed, looking at the three black-robed elders.
The strength of these three black-robed elders was extremely fearsome. If facing one alone, the Demon Race Patriarch certainly wouldn't fear them. However, simultaneously fighting three? He had no confidence in that! He had always thought only one Corpse World expert was targeting him. Only now did he realize three of them were after him. And none of these three Corpse World experts were weaker than him!
"Your Corpse World's strength is indeed somewhat terrifying. For the three of you to possess such power, your Corpse Lord must be even more formidable," the Demon Race Patriarch remarked.
"Hmph! If our Corpse Lord were to come, he could conquer the Eastern Barrens in an instant. However, a minor place like the Eastern Barrens isn't worthy of our Corpse Lord's personal attention," one black-robed elder replied arrogantly.
"This must be the First Senior Brother Su Fei of the Ziwei Sect. His talent is indeed not bad, a minor genius. No wonder he dares to raise an army intending to oppose our Corpse World. However, geniuses are never in short supply in this world; what's truly lacking are geniuses who can survive to maturity. Pity, you no longer have the chance to grow," another black-robed elder's gaze fell upon Ye Yunfei as he said with a cold sneer.
As they spoke, the three black-robed elders slowly began walking over.
The Demon Race Patriarch drank a cup of tea and slowly stood up. He knew an intense battle was unavoidable.
At this moment, Ye Yunfei had his eyes closed, lost in Dao comprehension, occasionally picking up his teacup to take a small sip.
True to its name as Millennium Enlightenment Tea, it brought immense benefits to Ye Yunfei. In an instant, he became attuned to the various laws permeating the surrounding heaven and earth.
Streams of laws now coiled around Ye Yunfei's body, some even entering directly into his body, fusing seamlessly.
In this moment, Ye Yunfei had a sensation of merging with this world. He was the world, and the world was him.
This was the most optimal state of Dao comprehension!
Of course, Ye Yunfei was aware of the arrival of these three black-robed elders. However, this was Ziwei Sect's territory. In Ye Yunfei's eyes, these three black-robed elders were merely here to deliver themselves to death! In the past, these three might have posed significant pressure to the Ziwei Sect. But now, it was different!
"Young Friend Su Fei, these three fellows are not weak. You should be careful. I will block them head-on!" the Demon Race Patriarch transmitted his voice to Ye Yunfei.
"Senior, this is our Ziwei Sect's territory. Leave them to our Ziwei Sect to deal with. Let's continue savoring our tea and watch the spectacle from the sidelines," Ye Yunfei replied, appearing as serene and composed as a drifting cloud, seemingly holding the three black-robed elders in utter contempt.
Ye Yunfei didn't use Sound Transmission for this statement but spoke it aloud directly, so the three black-robed elders heard it too.
"Your Ziwei Sect will deal with them?" The Demon Race Patriarch couldn't help but be taken aback.
"Hehe… Brat, such arrogant words. You think your Ziwei Sect can handle the three of us? A long-fallen, insignificant sect like yours, we could wipe it out with a wave of our hand," one of the black-robed elders said with a cold laugh.
"Then I shall watch closely to see how your Ziwei Sect intends to deal with us," another black-robed elder said faintly.
"Young Friend Su Fei, all three of them are no weaker than me. Be cautious," the Demon Race Patriarch transmitted his voice to Ye Yunfei, his tone somewhat grave.
Although Ye Yunfei appeared brimming with confidence, the Demon Race Patriarch was still somewhat uneasy.
"To our Ziwei Sect, they are merely three little clowns. Please rest assured, Senior," Ye Yunfei replied with a faint smile.
"Brat, you are far too insolent! Come over here!" One of the black-robed elders finally lost his patience and barked sternly. Then he extended a hand, which rapidly enlarged, blotting out the sky as it reached out to grab Ye Yunfei.
In his eyes, Ye Yunfei's cultivation realm was far too low, not even worthy of his serious attention. Hence, he didn't employ any particular secret art or technique, simply reaching out casually to grab him.
With a deafening rumble…
The enormous hand stretched across the heavens, carrying boundless energy and laws, locking onto Ye Yunfei as it rolled forward.