That evening, Peacock Fairy personally prepared a lavish feast. At their level of cultivation, they had long since ceased to need food, but enjoying a sumptuous banquet now and then was still one of life's great pleasures.
Cultivating immortality was not all meditation and hardship.
The night was veiled in a soft haze, and with a beauty beside him, lovely enough to feast his eyes on, Lin Xuan tucked into the food with gusto.
Seeing how heartily he ate, Peacock was delighted. A smile appeared at the corners of her delicate, cherry-red lips, looking faintly uncanny beneath the moonlight. Unfortunately, Lin Xuan paid it no mind. However deep his scheming ran, he would never have imagined that Peacock would plot against him now.
Peacock turned her delicate hand, and a silver wine flask appeared in her palm. Leaning forward, she poured amber wine into the cup before Lin Xuan.
At once, a refreshing fragrance spread, filling the spacious stone chamber with the pure aroma of wine.
Lin Xuan inhaled. "Excellent wine! Hmm, why aren't you drinking, Fairy?"
"Just enjoy it yourself, Brother Lin. Our peacock clan brews this wine using a secret method passed down from ancient times. It takes over a hundred years to produce a single flask, and it shouldn't be drunk too frequently. I had some three days ago. Try it. Besides its rich fragrance, it can also temper the body," Peacock said with a smile.
"Really?" Lin Xuan was visibly moved. He was currently practicing the Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Art, a divine ability of the Demon Race. A body-tempering effect could hardly have been better suited to his needs.
Lin Xuan raised the cup to his lips. Peacock's beautiful face still wore a sweet smile, but inwardly, she grew rather nervous. This wine truly had