"Friend Jiang, please."
Qin Feng and Jiang Yan came to the terrace. With a casual wave of his hand, Qin Feng raised one formation after another around them.
Then he patted his right hand against his waist. A white jade jug and two glazed wine cups appeared on the stone table.
He opened the wine jug with practiced ease, and a clear, mellow fragrance immediately spread through the air. Just smelling it was enough to jolt one's spirit awake.
"Clatter—"
Qin Feng filled both wine cups with fine liquor. The wine gleamed with the color of a lake, crystal-clear and translucent.
"Please!"
Qin Feng made an inviting gesture, then raised his own cup first and drained it in one gulp.
"Thank you."
Jiang Yan raised his cup and imitated the other man, downing it in a single swallow as well. At once, he felt an indescribable spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth spread through him, reaching all four limbs and hundreds of bones, nourishing his body, soul, and even the source of his power.
"Excellent wine!"
Jiang Yan praised it. "This wine doesn't merely taste superb—it also contains an incomparably surging essence of Heaven and Earth."
"After drinking just one mouthful, I feel as though I've swallowed an entire Spirit Stone ore vein."
"Heh heh. Only martial warriors at our Dao Lord realm can digest it. If an ordinary person obtained such a fortune, they would probably be blasted apart by this power in an instant and reduced to nothingness."
After drinking a cup of wine, Jiang Yan couldn't help praising it again.
The taste of the wine was secondary. What mattered was the benefit it brought to one's body.
One had to understand that upon reaching the realm of a Great Dao Lord, ordinary treasures could at most satisfy