On the other side, without Lin Feng's power sustaining it, the hundred-zhang-tall hill created by the Mountain River Fan rapidly shrank back into the fan and fell to the ground.
The sudden turn of events startled the people who had been fighting fiercely. They stopped and stared blankly at Hao Shuai and the gourd in his hand.
Hao Shuai ignored them. He simply picked up the Mountain River Fan from the ground, opened it, and began examining it closely.
Looking at the mountain, river, and great roc painted on the fan, Hao Shuai guessed that it had only three tricks: summon a hill, a river, and a great roc to attack.
It was a fine painting, and the fan was a fine treasure, but it was a bit monotonous! He'd have to add a few other things to the fan and reforge it before giving it to Dongfang and the others.
After putting the Mountain River Fan away in his space, Hao Shuai finally noticed that Lu Xueqi and the others had stopped fighting. He asked, "Junior Brother Zeng, what are you doing? Hurry up and finish this so we can go!"
"Gulp." Zeng Shushu swallowed and asked curiously, "Senior Brother Hao, that thing in your hand is..."
When Hao Shuai saw everyone staring at the Treasure Gourd, he casually replied, "I happened to come across this magical treasure, too. It can suck people into the gourd, and after a while, it turns them into wine!"
"Turns them into wine!!" Everyone gasped.
Hao Shuai's words immediately drew gasps from everyone.
If Old Man Nian and the others were simply afraid, Zeng Shushu and the other two were afraid, but also a little envious, jealous, and resentful!
By now, Zeng Shushu and the other two had no idea how to describe