"This taste!"

Upon smelling the aroma, Zhou Yulan suddenly froze, while Zhou Xiong reached out and snatched the small bamboo tube, his hand trembling slightly with excitement. "What is this!"

"This is milk for my sister to drink to help her recover," Di Moyu said calmly.

"Milk?"

Zhou Xiong's eyes flickered as he looked at the Fifth Elder and Zhou Yulan, asking, "Do you think this looks similar?"

"So alike, so incredibly alike!"

The Fifth Elder's face flushed with excitement as he reached out to grab it, saying, "Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we try it."

"I want to try it too!"

Zhou Yulan immediately reached out to grab one as well.

"Stop right there! What kind of behavior is this in front of so many people!"

Zhou Xiong's eyes also showed excitement. He put the small bamboo tube in his hand and said, "I've checked here. There are about three more. One for each of us. I'll distribute them."

"good."

Now, neither the Fifth Elder nor Zhou Yulan had any objections.

So, the Zhou family members were completely dumbfounded as they watched three highly respected elders of the clan huddle together, sharing milk that they had snatched from a baby...

This scene is truly unbearable to look at!

The servants of the Zhou family couldn't bear to look at them and lowered their heads, taking a few steps back.

Is it too late to pretend we don't know each other now?

The three elders took turns drinking the jade ointment, but they didn't see the glint in Jun Feijue's and Di Moyu's eyes.

That bottle of stuff wasn't milk, of course, but rather a thousand-year-old jade ointment.

However, this jade ointment was specially made for these three elders, and some poisonous mushroom powder was added to it.

Since these poisonous mushrooms only work on cultivators, using Jun Feijue as bait is the most suitable option.

"That's it! This...this is what we've been looking for!"

The three elders, who knew nothing about it, thought they had gotten a great deal and were overjoyed after confirming the jade ointment.

Looking at each other, they said, "I heard that even a tiny drop can greatly increase one's cultivation level. We both took a big gulp. Did you feel anything?"

"I feel refreshed and invigorated, as if I've become ten years younger."

Zhou Yulan said with a hint of excitement, "Look, don't the wrinkles on my face have decreased?"

"Hmm, it seems like there really is less."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiong and the Fifth Elder both leaned forward to examine Zhou Yulan's old face, which was now etched with countless wrinkles from her wide grin, and nodded earnestly.

"Really?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yulan happily reached out and touched her face, a hint of charm even appearing in her eyes.

This sight sent chills down Jun Feijue's spine, and they all rolled their eyes, not wanting to comment, thinking it was just her imagination.

"I also feel healthier now, and I estimate I can eat three more bowls of rice."

The Fifth Elder then looked at Zhou Xiong and asked, "Third Elder, how do you feel?"

"I feel completely relaxed, as if I can no longer use my profound energy."

The Third Elder stroked his beard, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile.

"Hehehe, Third Elder, what are you joking about..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yulan and the Fifth Elder burst into laughter, but their laughter quickly stopped as their expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed, "Mystic...Mystic power cannot be circulated!"

Third Elder: "..."

"It really doesn't work anymore, it really doesn't work anymore!"

The three elders panicked, then stared wide-eyed at Jun Feijue, "You...it's you..."

"Yes, it's me."

Jun Feijue nodded calmly, "You guys are fighting over the drinks yourselves, no one is forcing you."