Blood Dragon Fruit, News of My Dao Companion

Over the next several days, several Nascent Soul Cultivators came to visit Han Changming. All of them extended invitations, hoping to host Han Changming as a guest.

Anyone who was not a fool could see that, given time, Han Changming's achievements would be beyond measure. He could produce Seven Radiance Ascension Pills while still in the Nascent Soul Realm. If he had refined them himself, it meant his alchemy skills were exceptional; if they had been given to him by his master or elders, it meant his origins were extraordinary.

Han Changming neither declined nor agreed, merely responding politely that he would certainly pay them a visit when he had the time.

Half a month swiftly passed. The many guests gradually left Golden Dragon Mountain, while Han Changming and Fang Yufei remained behind.

That day, Wang Changyang held a banquet at his residence for Han Changming and Fang Yufei. Yang Yunqing was there as well.

"Fairy Fang, Fellow Daoist Han, try our Wang Clan's exclusive spirit wine, Golden Zhi Jade Brew. It is brewed from one hundred and eight thousand-year spirit herbs, and its flavor is quite good."

Wang Changyang lifted the wine jug and poured a cup for Fang Yufei and Fang Yufei. The wine was golden, exuding an enticingly rich fragrance.

Han Changming took a small sip. It was slightly spicy, but after the wine entered his stomach, there was no immediate reaction.

After a while, he felt his body grow faintly hot. His blood and qi surged within him, and his entire body felt pleasantly warm. His skin slowly turned crimson, veins bulging as his blood vessels expanded.

Time ticked by. The warmth gradually faded, and Han Changming broke out in a full-body sweat.

A single cup of this spirit wine was equivalent to a month of