Chapter 284: Just a Luck
Lu Ziche nodded slightly, dusted himself off, and smiled with relief: "Yes, let's go back and tidy up first, and then celebrate together later."
Everyone nodded, smiled at each other, and walked towards their residence together.
Su Chenyin walked at the end of the team, but his eyes looked up at the sky from time to time. He was still confused about the green thunder tribulation.
She secretly wondered whether thunder tribulations were really divided into different levels, and she decided to find some time to study it carefully.
After returning to their residence, Lu Ziche and the other four went back to their bamboo houses and began to wash and change clothes.
Su Chenyin came to the largest bamboo house in the middle, took out a set of tea sets from the bamboo rack, and began to boil water and make tea with skillful movements.
She put a few tender green tea leaves into the teapot, poured boiling water over it, and the whole bamboo house was suddenly filled with the fragrance of tea.
The sunlight outside the window shines through the bamboo leaves, sprinkling on her body like broken gold, making her feel warm.
Su Chenyin sat on a bamboo chair and poured the brewed tea into several exquisite teacups.
She picked up one of the cups of tea and shook it gently. The tea created ripples in the cup, just like her thoughts which kept lingering on the matter of the thunder tribulation.
At this moment, there were slight footsteps outside the door. Su Chenyin immediately came back to her senses, put down the teacup, and turned her head.
Lu Ziche, Yu Zhiyan, Mu Xin, Leng Yue and Yu Rong had already changed into clean clothes and walked in looking refreshed.
"Wow, it smells so good!" Mu Xin twitched his nose, walked quickly to Chen Yin, and sat down on the bamboo chair carelessly.
She picked up the teacup on the table, took a deep sip of the tea fragrance, and squinted her eyes in intoxication: "Hmm, this smell, I can guess that this is tea brewed with bamboo dew just by smelling it."
"Yes, it's Bamboo Dew Tea." Su Chenyin nodded slightly, motioned everyone to sit down, and then poured tea for everyone one by one.
Lu Ziche sat down with a smile on his face, picked up the hot teacup, blew on it gently, and then took a sip.
The fragrance of tea filled his mouth, and his brows relaxed. He nodded and praised: "After taking this sip of tea, I feel a lot more relaxed."
"Chen Yin, you are so thoughtful. You have already prepared tea just as we survived the thunder tribulation." Yu Zhiyan sat opposite Su Chen Yin and took the teacup she handed over with a smile.
She took a sip, and the fragrance of the tea filled her mouth, as if it could wash away all her fatigue.
"That's right. I was just struck by lightning and was completely dizzy. Now it's just right for me to use this tea to calm down." Mu Xin held the teacup and took small sips of it.
"Mu Xin, you make it sound like the thunderbolt is a relative of yours, and you were struck so hard by it that you were dizzy."
Yu Rong took over the conversation with a teasing tone, and before he could even swallow a mouthful of tea, he almost spit it out because of Mu Xin's words.
Mu Xin rolled his eyes, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and then responded mischievously: "If Lei Jie is really a relative of mine, then wouldn't I be spoiled by him?"
Everyone was amused by Mu Xin's words, and the atmosphere, which was originally tense due to the tribulation, instantly became much more relaxed.
"Haha, Mu Xin, sometimes I have to admire your mouth, it's amazing!" Lu Ziche laughed and took another sip of tea.
"Oh, by the way, Chenyin, you have also made a breakthrough? Why can't I see through your cultivation?" Yu Zhiyan looked up and down at Su Chenyin with a puzzled look and found that her aura seemed to be stronger than hers.
Su Chenyin nodded slightly and gently put down the teacup in his hand: "Well, I also went through twelve thunder tribulations before you."
"Twelve thunder tribulations?" Everyone was shocked and put down their teacups.
Mu Xin opened his mouth in shock, staring at Su Chenyin with wide eyes: "Chenyin, you are also at the twelfth level? Then your cultivation level is already..."
"Well, I am now at the sixth level of Spiritual Sect." Su Chenyin said this lightly, with some reservation, revealing a sense of calmness and confidence between his brows.
"What? Sixth level of Spiritual Master?!" Everyone was shocked again. They widened their eyes and couldn't believe their ears.
They looked at each other and saw the surprise and admiration in each other's eyes.
Mu Xin even jumped up from the chair, walked excitedly to Su Chenyin, looked her up and down, and exclaimed: "Chenyin, you are so amazing! You are so evil, aren't you?!"
Lu Ziche also smiled and said with emotion: "Yes, cousin, you are so amazing! It took the five of us to absorb the inheritance to break through to the Spiritual Sect."
"And you, just practiced step by step, and in just five months, you actually broke through from Spirit Lord to Spirit Master Sixth Level. Cousin, your practice speed is amazing!"
After Lu Ziche finished speaking, he looked at Su Chenyin with admiration. His cousin was so talented. Her talent was unmatched!
"That's right, Chen Yin, your cultivation speed is even faster than the one we inherited!" Mu Xin praised, then sat back in his chair and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp to calm himself.
"It was just luck." Su Chenyin smiled modestly, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"Luck? Miss Su, your luck is a little too amazing, isn't it?" Yu Rong joked, but the light in his eyes was one of serious admiration.
In fact, everyone knows that behind Su Chenyin’s so-called “luck” is the result of her countless days and nights of hard practice.
"Chen Yin, this is the result of real talent and hard work." Yu Zhiyan's eyes were full of admiration for Su Chen Yin.
Su Chenyin just smiled faintly and didn't say much. She just picked up the teapot and refilled tea for everyone.
The sunlight shines through the gaps in the bamboo leaves and falls on the tips of her hair, as if adding a touch of mystery to her calmness.
"It seems that we all have to work hard. We can't let you, Chen Yin, leave us too far behind!" A hint of determination flashed in Yu Zhiyan's eyes.
"We will all try our best, but the most important thing now is to celebrate our successful survival of the thunder tribulation!" Mu Xin raised the teacup in his hand and said loudly.
"Yes, celebrate!"
Everyone cheered in unison and raised their tea cups. An atmosphere of joy filled the air.
Su Chenyin smiled slightly, raised his teacup and clinked it with everyone's.
"boom--"
The teacups collided with each other, making crisp sounds that echoed in the bamboo house, like the tranquility after a thunderstorm, full of vitality and hope.
The tea poured out, like the unspeakable joy in everyone's hearts, flowing into each other's hearts.
After the celebration, everyone began to exchange their cultivation experiences, discuss various matters concerning cultivation, and learn from each other’s strengths and weaknesses.
Su Chenyin also generously shared his experience, which benefited everyone a lot.
Time flew by amidst laughter and joy, and in the blink of an eye it was already dusk.
During the conversation, even Leng Yue, who didn't like to talk, occasionally said a word or two. He sat next to Mu Xin, sipping tea from time to time, but his eyes never left Mu Xin.
Rong looked at Leng Yue's eyes that showed an unnoticeable love for Mu Xin, and he sighed in his heart. Leng Yue's eyes seemed to see through Mu Xin.
A playful smile appeared on his lips, and he couldn't help but teasing: "Yo yo, someone here seems to be looking for..."
"What are you looking forward to? Looking forward to it?"
Mu Xin interrupted Yu Rong's teasing and pretended not to understand, but secretly glanced at Leng Yue with a blush on her face.
After hearing this, Leng Yue's ears turned slightly red, but he still didn't say anything. He shook his head slightly but didn't refute.
He took another sip of the teacup in his hand and turned his gaze to the window, but there was a certain firmness in his eyes.
"No, no, Mu Xin, you are wrong. Of course it's my wife..." Just as Yu Rong was about to continue joking, he was stopped by Leng Yue's cold eyes.
Yu Rong had no choice but to touch his nose and shut his mouth tactfully.
At this moment, Yu Zhiyan suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Chenyin's frowning brows, as if he was thinking about something. She couldn't help but ask, "Chenyin, what are you thinking about?"