Bitter Bamboo!
One of the ten great innate spiritual roots!
Or rather, the only spirit root that grew in the lands of the Western World.
Long ago, Jieyin and Zhunti had obtained this spirit root and refined it into the Six Roots Pure Bamboo.
It was both a spirit root and a Spirit Treasure!
Once unleashed, it could seal a person's six senses, leaving them at the mercy of others.
One could well imagine its peerless power.
It truly deserved to stand alongside spirit roots such as the Yellow Central Plum and the Ginseng Fruit.
Yet when Jieyin and Zhunti heard Gu Changqing's words, wariness immediately appeared on their faces.
The reason was simple!
The Bitter Bamboo was one of the few treasures they had left, and one of the highest grade.
And now they were supposed to use it to brew wine?
That was simply defying heaven itself!
How could Jieyin and Zhunti bear to part with it?
Thus, Jieyin immediately replied with an awkward smile:
"Hehe, Nephew Changqing, this..."
"We're only brewing a little fine wine."
"Do we really need the Bitter Bamboo?"
Beside him, Zhunti nodded repeatedly as well.
Gu Changqing seemed to have expected their response.
He waved a hand carelessly and spoke in a drunken haze:
"My two martial uncles... hic... there's something you don't know."
"Without the Bitter Bamboo as the main ingredient, the wine we brew will be nothing more than a mundane drink."
"Besides, I am the Wine Sword Immortal. Ordinary fine wine is no longer worth the trouble of brewing myself."
Arrogant!
Arrogant beyond all bounds!
Yet Gu Changqing's words left Jieyin and Zhunti with no answer.
They knew he was speaking the truth.
The heaven-defying feats he had performed in the past were proof enough.
If the ingredients were merely