Campus Cultivation Master-Chapter 694 - 0696: Get Out of the Tea Ceremony World

The host was stunned by Chu Feng’s question, as there really wasn’t a rule against imitation.

However, for the sake of the audience, she still kindly reminded him, "It’s true that there’s no rule against imitation, but, Young Master Chu, I don’t know if you’re aware, the growing conditions and other factors for each type of tea determine that they cannot be brewed in the same way."

When Chu Feng heard the host’s words, he too was stunned and responded, "Is that so?"

Upon hearing Chu Feng’s question, the host nearly stumbled and fell onto the floor.

Was this what they called the mysterious heritage, just a young man who knew nothing about tea?

Chu Feng’s words, transmitted throughout the venue via the host’s microphone, shocked everyone.

All at once, the whole audience was in an uproar; they had thought they would witness a battle at its peak. But now, they discovered Chu Feng was completely clueless. What were they to watch, an imitation show?

Li Xiaoran, hearing such a response from the box, also had three lines on her forehead appearing.

"Did Grandpa really think he could create a miracle? Why do I feel that this time, we’re going to be utterly embarrassed?" Li Xiaoran muttered to herself.

Although Chu Feng’s question was indeed very amateurish, the host still patiently explained, "Yes. Each type of tea has its particulars. There are many nuances such as water temperature, and some teas require the leaves to be added first, while others should have the leaves added last. There are many such methods, and the reason for this is to maximize the tea’s aroma, which can also be understood as enhancing the tea’s spiritual energy."

The host wasn’t an expert either; what she was explaining, she had learned last minute after being given the task of hosting.

However, looking at Chu Feng’s face, which appeared to have cleared up, she finally realized that she wasn’t the least knowledgeable about tea in the room—Chu Feng was.

Chu Feng did drink tea and enjoyed it, but it was always prepared by others. As for how it was made, Chu Feng really didn’t know. freёweɓnovel_com

Now, although he had only heard superficial details, Chu Feng felt as if he had gained much insight, which explained his expression.

However, Chu Feng didn’t know that his expression was also being broadcast live.

Seeing Chu Feng’s expression, those who had bet on Chu Feng winning were now cursing.

"This guy is simply a fraudster! A waste of putting heavy bets on him winning."

Qi Wen also observed all this and took it all in.

Such a scene also brought a slight smile to Qi Wen’s lips.

At least one thing was certain for him, Chu Feng indeed knew nothing. If that was the case, then he could definitely win.

The host, looking at Chu Feng’s eager face, also said, "Young Master Chu, please continue the competition."

The host wasn’t there to give Chu Feng a crash course in the tea ceremony, and naturally, she had no obligation to explain so much to him.

"What’s there to compete? He’s just a fraudster, causing me to lose money and face!"

"Get that fraudster off the stage. I don’t want to see this fraudster anymore!"

"Get out!"

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A vigorous movement to kick Chu Feng out of the tea ceremony circle began.

Of course, getting these people with status, position, and wealth, who considered themselves part of the upper class, to openly curse was no small feat.

However, Chu Feng, as for all this, was indifferent as if he had heard nothing.

He was considering the last thing the host said.

The host’s comment about enhancing the tea’s spiritual energy reminded Chu Feng of the scene from his first breakthrough.

At that time, during his breakthrough, he could feel the life rhythm of everything around him.

Chu Feng thought about what the host had said about the Spiritual nature, wondering if it was about fully stimulating the hidden life rhythm in the tea leaves with the most suitable Energy.

Eventually, Chu Feng felt that it should be so, and thus he began to try. Chu Feng started to use Spiritual Energy to "communicate" with the tea leaves.

This might sound odd, but that is really what Chu Feng did.

Moreover, strangely enough, Chu Feng did find some clues, albeit very vague, and he needed to continue trying.

Chu Feng stopped moving entirely, simply closing his eyes and carefully sensing the Spiritual presence within the tea leaves.

Meanwhile, Qi Wen’s performance was completely fluid and natural.

Those who had bet on Qi Wen winning were enjoying Qi Wen’s performance, while those who had bet on Chu Feng winning were all cursively berating Chu Feng.

Qi Wen had reached the final step, the adjustment of the paste.

Qi Wen dropped water possessing Inner Strength gently downwards.

The water flowed like a stream without a single droplet splashing out.

When the water stopped, the tea fragrance emerged.

And if one looked closely, they could even see the tea soup inside the tea bowl forming a landscape Painting. The green mountains, the verdant trees, were all so clear.

This was no longer just tea, but a true piece of art.

"Mountain and Water Tea! Having seen it once again, this old man can die without regrets!"

An elderly man, looking at the tea bowl on the screen, fell to the ground weeping.

Ancient records mention that truly fine tea, at the end of the paste adjustment, would form landscapes, universes, birds, and beasts.

However, modern people, with all their wisdom, have never managed to recreate this legendary scene.

Later, some people regarded it as an exaggeration by the ancients, but there were still those who believed it was not an exaggeration but a real phenomenon that existed. It was just that modern techniques were incorrect, that modern skills were insufficient.

This argument had been ongoing, and for a very long time.

Even until now, this debate has never ceased.

But today, this debate can be put to rest because it is proven to exist, and someone has managed to display it.

Qi Wen, basking in everyone’s astonishment, was very pleased. This was the result of training he had received since childhood, and even now, he did not dare to claim success every time.

But his success this time clearly meant that Chu Feng deserved this great humiliation. Qi Wen, watching Chu Feng who still hadn’t opened his eyes, smiled smugly to himself.

As for those judges who were selected, they held the tea bowls as if they were precious treasures, even somewhat afraid to drink from them, worrying that they would destroy a piece of artistic marvel.

However, ultimately they couldn’t resist the temptation of the tea fragrance because that aroma was truly captivating.

Each of the three judges took a sip.

Instantly, the expressions of the judges shifted from cautious to shocked, and from shocked to enjoyment.

Seeing the faces of these three old men, whose ages totaled more than two hundred years combined, easily led onlookers to wild thoughts.

Yet, the three of them enjoyed it as if no one else was around, even almost humming out loud.

The people watching below did not laugh at these expressions, but were all envious.

Because that tea fragrance, even now, lingered enduringly. If it weren’t for a bit of rationality left, they would have all rushed up to snatch it away for a sip.

"Gentlemen, please give your scores," the host kindly reminded at this point.

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