Walker Of The Worlds

The tiny leaves were gently picked, without them being broken or bruised.

This was important as once the leaves were damaged, they would start leaking their essence which would reduce their quality.

But if the leaf was properly plucked, it would stay stable and none of the leaf's essence would leak. Doing this though needed fine control over the Immortal Qi, as any mistake would lead to the leaf being damaged. It was also why one couldn't use their bare fingers to do the same.

The tiny leaves were far too delicate and the fingers would damage them easily too.

The Head Elder watched as Lin Mu continued to pluck the tea leaves. His speed increased in just a few seconds, with each of his fingers picking tens of leaves at once. In just five minutes, he had already plucked a fist full of leaves.

"That's enough for us." The Head Elder spoke, stopping him.

"Oh, okay." Lin Mu replied, continuing to hold the leaves with his immortal Qi.

'Hmm, his focus is maintained… most lose focus, and the leaves get damaged at this point.' This was actually a test by the Head Elder to see if Lin Mu would make a mistake upon being asked to stop.

It was a test he had very easily passed, as it wasn't a difficult task for him at all.

"Put them in here." The Head Elder took out a small wicker basket.

The basket was finely woven and had tiny gaps that let in air, but did not let the leaves fall.

saw that the Wicker basket managed to keep the tea leaves in without causing any damage to them. Narrowing his eyes, he noticed the faint runes that were present on each strand of the

each wicker strand would not make sense, but once they were woven together, they align

its own

been enough to

of picking the

hand and released the threads of

delicateness for it. You would know very easily if the force is too much, even for Immortal Qi. Additionally, even if you do damage some of the tea leaves, the natural properties of the tea leaves allow you to

even making mistakes would allow you to improve steadily until you won't

fact I know this is your first time here, I would have certainly thought you were an

Head Elder gestured for

out a clay teapot. The teapot looked rather simple

like something anyone could find in a mortal market and did

~clack~

the lid of the teapot and put the freshly picked Pixie

that was done, he took out a jar and

Mu quickly recognized it. "You're using it for

within my capabilities, after all." The Head Elder said with

came as a byproduct of immortal tool refinement. It was produced when one

was repeated thousands upon thousands of