Lishui Imperial Palace.
Atop the Water Pavilion.
Jiang Ning glanced at the wine in the flask, then tipped it toward his own mouth.
The golden liquid turned into a thread, dropping straight into his mouth.
The instant the wine entered his throat, a cool chill spread out from his belly, and his spiritual platform instantly became clear and empty.
He immediately felt as if a wheel of Clear Moon had risen from within his heart, its cold, dim moonlight spilling across his spiritual platform and pouring over his Nascent Soul.
At this moment, the emotions in his heart were pressed down until they were like an ancient well without ripples.
He quietly sensed the changes the wine brought him after entering his body.
A moment later.
He opened his eyes and looked at the wine flask in his hand.
"I really did almost forget this thing!"
"Master!" At this moment, when Linglong saw that Jiang Ning had recovered consciousness, she put on a pitiful look and called out softly.
Seeing this, Jiang Ning could not help laughing.
"You want to drink too?"
"Mm-hmm!" Linglong nodded again and again, looking at the wine flask in Jiang Ning's hand with burning eyes. Her big eyes stared fixedly at it, and even her throat bobbed slightly.
"Open your mouth," Jiang Ning said.
Then he raised his hand and drew it forth, and the golden wine in the flask rose into the air like a thread.
Seeing this, Linglong hurriedly opened her mouth.
The wine was like a golden thread, tracing a beautiful arc through the air and landing precisely in Linglong's slightly parted mouth.
The instant the wine entered her mouth, Linglong's whole body trembled. A rosy flush spread across her cheeks, and a trace of intoxication flashed through her eyes.
"Good wine!!"