During this time, Lu Xiaotian had gathered quite a few things. He had recently broken through as a body cultivator and needed to consolidate his foundation. What was more, he had a peerless expert like Xiang Kuang to spar with—a rare opportunity that many could only dream of. For the time being, there was no need to risk venturing into the Spirit Ruins Secret Realm again. Of course, once his strength was sufficient, and there were no further opportunities to be found in Xiangdu, he would naturally leave. The time simply hadn't come yet.
"Haha, good! Then it's settled." Xiang Kuang was delighted. "Come, little brother. We hit it off at first sight, so let me treat you to this jar of Hanyang Brew."
Xiang Kuang took out another jar of Hanyang Brew, aged for over a hundred years longer, and handed it to Lu Xiaotian.
"It's only polite to return a favor. Since Brother Kuang enjoys fine wine, I have two jars of spirit wine here as well. Brother Kuang and Brother Mangxiao, please give them a try."
After thanking Xiang Kuang, Lu Xiaotian also took out two jars of Drunken Immortal Wine.
"What an intoxicating aroma!" The moment Lu Xiaotian brought out the Drunken Immortal Wine, Xiang Kuang, a true wine lover, immediately sniffed at the air, his eyes lighting up. He reached out, drew one jar into his hand, and took several hearty gulps.
"Fine wine! Wait, no, this wine seems to affect one's magical power. Little brother, what's the story behind it?"
"Affects magical power?" The Mangxiao clan head took the other jar and drank several mouthfuls. His face showed pure enjoyment. "It does have a slight effect, but it's so faint as to be almost negligible. I'd guess it's something meant for Golden Core cultivators."