Beneath the shroud of the tranquil night.
Jiang Ning took out a wine flask.
The moment he pulled out the stopper, an intensely rich aroma of wine began to spread.
Splash, splash—
The fish in the lake beside him immediately stirred into a frenzy.
The ripples churned up by the school of fish shattered and spread across the surface, and the once-still lake instantly shimmered with silver scales.
Jiang Ning looked up and abruptly saw the gold-and-red Dragon Carp leap from the lake onto the shore. After a few hops, she arrived at his feet.
At the sight, Jiang Ning could not help but smile.
From Linglong's eager movements, he could sense just how irresistible the flask of wine in his hand was to her.
He understood perfectly well.
Emperor's Flowing Essence was one of the Demon Race's legendary divine brews.
Drinking it could awaken wisdom and sharpen the mind, increasing one's cultivation.
Linglong was a Dragon Carp.
By nature, she could hardly resist such temptation.
Then.
He withdrew his gaze and looked through the mouth of the flask at the wine within.
The wine was no longer as clear as it had once been.
It had completely transformed into silver liquid as bleak and brilliant as a starry river, filled with threads upon threads of golden filaments.
Those wisps of golden thread were the true Emperor's Flowing Essence.
Sure enough, as time condensed it, the concentration of Emperor's Flowing Essence in the wine has risen, producing more true Emperor's Flowing Essence.
Jiang Ning muttered inwardly as he watched the changes in the flask.
Then.
Seeing Linglong on the ground, looking like a chick crying to be fed, an idea came to him.
With a lift of his hand, he drew out a strand of golden thread from the flask.