Su Mo watched Little Xuanji's drunken state and offered a silent lament for his deceased clansmen.
He seemed already to foresee a little drunkard born of an accident.
"Mm, milk from a Nine-Tailed Immortal Fox is called nine-milk, or wine for short!" Su Mo made it up off the top of his head.
As he spoke, he also channeled a strand of the power of law to dispel Little Xuanji's drunkenness.
Who knew whether the Immortal Domain had any Nine-Tailed Immortal Foxes? Once Little Xuanji failed to find one in the future, he would stop thinking about drinking.
He had to nip this little drunkard in the bud!
Under Su Mo's power of law, Little Xuanji soon sobered up.
But hearing Su Mo's words, he still became delighted. Now that he knew what kind of milk it was, he could go looking for it later.
He had always believed Su Mo's words without a shred of doubt!
He seemed to remember that among the Immortal Domain's thirteen grotto-heavens, there was an Immortal Fox Clan.
Senior Brother was amazing, actually managing to ask the Immortal Fox Clan for milk!
"Do you have any more, Senior Brother? I want more!" Little Xuanji looked at Su Mo with an expectant face and asked innocently.
After some hesitation, Su Mo nodded.
He did still have plenty of Peach Blossom Brew in his Spirit Sea, and it seemed he had not drunk any in a long time either.
Seeing Little Xuanji's expectant expression, Su Mo smiled.
Oh, well. This was as good a chance as any to have a proper drink!
"Only, when drinking wine... nine-milk, it's best to have fine food with it. That's how you fully bring out the wonders of nine-milk," Su Mo said.
Little Xuanji understood at once and immediately said