Shouting hurriedly caught it and examined the wine flask in his palm with curious eyes.
Yang Tianni laughed. "This is something from the mortal world. Suppress your cultivation before drinking it—it will make your body feel at ease and intoxicated. Give it a taste."
"Oh, alright."
At that, Shouting curiously pulled out the stopper.
With a pop, a wisp of clear and cold yet scalding hot fragrance, utterly unlike any aura in the Divine Realm, suddenly burst forth.
Shouting froze, his nose filled with a scent he had never encountered before. "What... a strange aura."
The Asura Divine Realm was itself a slaughterhouse and purgatory of the heavens. Year-round, heaven and earth were filled with violent, restless killing Gang Qi, without the slightest trace of gentleness or vitality.
Yet the wine fragrance drifting from this flask was fervent and forthright, wild and unrestrained, utterly out of place in this eternally cold and baleful Asura world.
Leaning against a boulder with one hand braced on his knee, Yang Tianni smiled. "Suppress your cultivation and take a sip. I guarantee you've lived five million years for nothing."
At that, Shouting tipped his head back and took a huge gulp.
The spicy, scalding liquid flowed down his throat and instantly sank into his dantian.
"Cough, cough... What a pungent taste!"
The wine made Shouting cough until tears streamed down his aged face, but an unprecedented torrent of warmth instantly swept through his entire body.
"This... this feeling..."
After a short while, Shouting's expression turned strange. His stomach felt warm, but he could not put the feeling into words.
Watching Shouting's stunned appearance, Yang Tianni smiled leisurely and pulled out the stopper himself before taking a great gulp.
"You have to savor this stuff slowly. You have to drink it alongside your own experiences—only