"It's almost time!"
"By the looks of it, these two leaves of Immortal Tea will be fully matured in at most another month!"
"I've been here for two years, and it's about time to leave and handle proper business."
On the unnamed island, Zhouyang stepped out of his cave abode and looked at the two leaves of "Cloud Mist Immortal Tea" brimming with Spiritual Qi on the tall tea tree outside. His eyes were full of anticipation.
After waiting for over two years, he finally awaited the maturation of these two leaves of "Cloud Mist Immortal Tea."
Just in case, for the next month, Zhouyang did not dive deeply into meditation but instead waited under the tea tree.
He had waited for two years and definitely did not want it to be in vain.
If someone or a demon beast were to steal the mature "Cloud Mist Immortal Tea" while he was meditating, crying would be too late.
Facts proved his precaution was necessary.
