The Sword Ancestor's Old Routine

Yueling stood in front of the cabinet for quite a while, brow furrowed as she racked her brains.

What had she just...

What exactly had she been about to say?

Right, right!

She had wanted to remind Chi Jiuyu and her Life-Bound Sword that they couldn't...

"Didn't find it?"

Chi Jiuyu's voice came from where she had been standing earlier.

Yueling paused.

"Found it."

She glanced at the several jars of Mystic Candle Fruit wine in the cabinet and reached in to take one out.

Come to think of it, hadn't Lord Charm Ancestor only given them one jar each? Why did Jiuyu have so many here?

"Wasn't there only one jar? Why do you have so many?"

"Diluting it made this much."

"Oh, right."

That made sense. Jiuyu had only reached Spirit Transformation now; she truly couldn't drink the Mystic Candle Fruit wine Lord Charm Ancestor had given her straight.

"I didn't realize. I used to drink it directly."

With that explanation, she carried the wine back to the coffee table.

Standing on tiptoe, she took a cup over, opened the jar, and poured herself a glass.

The crystal-clear wine was pale red, like a rainbow-lit sunset. As it streamed into the cup, misty rosy light rose up and transformed above the glass into a lifelike red maple.

The soft rustle of maple leaves could be heard clearly.

Though it was diluted Mystic Candle Fruit wine, all the strange phenomena it displayed while being poured were still exactly the same as before.

She just didn't know how it tasted.

Yueling held up the cup, gave a light hop onto the sofa, then took a sip.

Emm...

It was different from undiluted Mystic Candle Fruit wine, but it was just as tasty.

As long as it tasted good!

Yueling turned