Seven years ago, the Mountain God of Mount Lu had given Pan Long, Han Feng, and Li Qiang a bottle of Longevity Wine each in thanks for their help.
Han Feng had drunk his on the spot and spent ten days dead drunk. Li Qiang had taken his home to honor his parents. Only Pan Long's bottle had remained untouched until today.
He had originally intended to give it to his grandfather Pan Shou. But by the time he returned home, he had obtained better Lifespan-Extending Spirit Medicine, and a bottle of wine that could extend life by only ten years was no longer of use.
Now it was perfect for Li Qiang. Pan Long could tell at a glance that Li Qiang's mother was in poor health. Her allotted years were likely running out.
Li Qiang recognized the bottle, of course. He still treasured the empty one he had received back then.
That year, he had barely taken the Longevity Wine out at home, before he could explain what it was, when his father Li Wen heard the words "spirit wine" and burst out laughing. Praising his son for finally learning to be filial, he tipped back his head and drained the little bottle in one gulp.
Li Qiang had meant for both his parents to share it. With nothing else he could do, he rinsed the bottle with ordinary weak wine and gave that to his mother.
Li Wen naturally spent ten days drunk. When he woke, though he had already passed fifty, his body had returned to something like its vigorous forty-year-old prime.
There were plenty of cases like Li Wen's in the Martial World. Many martial experts had trained hard for half their lives and built up enough to enter the Innate Realm. But age had