In the hall.
The cultivators organizing the Special Admission Test began gathering the Demon Clan Disciples.
They were assembled together.
Apparently, the Crown Prince had a few parting words for them.
Soon.
They were taken elsewhere.
"See you! Keep in touch online!"
Niu Sheng waved to Xu Yuan.
"Sure!" Xu Yuan was so exhausted he could barely force out the word.
He had no idea what the Crown Prince had ultimately decided to do with them.
But that was beyond Xu Yuan's control.
He needed to eat something fast. If his body collapsed here in public, he was finished.
He might be taken away to share the Monsters' Fate.
His gaze suddenly fell on a Glass Bottle.
Judging by his body's instinctive reaction, the liquid inside the Glass Bottle seemed able to replenish his Life Force.
"What's that?" he asked quietly.
"Spirit Liquid. Good stuff extracted from Spirit Grain. It's supplied exclusively to the Imperial Family, and it's for us to drink," Jiang Xueyao explained.
"...How come I've never seen it before?" Xu Yuan stared at the Glass Bottles on a distant table, unable to tear his eyes away.
"Expensive," Jiang Xueyao said.
She added, "Spirit Liquid can also be brewed into wine. Spirit Wine contains even more Spiritual Power and costs even more. Ordinary people never even see it." Xu Yuan stood, fetched a bottle of Spirit Liquid from the table, and gulped it down.
His faintly trembling body finally stilled.
His spirits lifted too.
It really was good stuff. He had more or less maintained his physical form, and much of his exhaustion had faded!
Jiang Xueyao jumped in alarm and hurried over. "You drank it too fast. The violent Spiritual Power it produces can damage your Meridians."
"Mine are naturally thicker than other people's. I'll be fine."