Taoist Feng Qing's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Resigned, Bai Yaoyao walked out of her room and took out fifty bottles of Moutai for him in one go.
She had no shortage of the stuff. There was plenty.
"Senior Uncle, is that enough?"
"Hahaha, more than enough! Yaoyao, how generous of you. When I see your master someday, I'll be sure to put in a good word for you." Taoist Feng Qing wasn't even pretending anymore. He was practically telling her outright that her master was still alive.
Bai Yaoyao didn't press him. He wouldn't answer anyway, so why invite a snub?
Taoist Feng Qing's Wine Gourd didn't look very big, but Bai Yaoyao watched him pour seven or eight bottles into it in succession without filling it up.
In the end, Bai Yaoyao watched with her own eyes as the little old man Feng Qing poured all fifty bottles of Moutai into it.
"That Wine Gourd of yours...?"
"A Spatial Artifact. You have a space ability, so come take a look and get a feel for it!"
Bai Yaoyao didn't stand on ceremony. She took the Wine Gourd and clearly sensed the spatial force surrounding it.
This thing was really nice.
Seeing her interest, Taoist Feng Qing generously offered, "When we have some time, I'll teach you the secrets of Artifact Crafting. You could probably make this kind of Spatial Container yourself."
"This one of mine was... a gift from a friend."
Taoist Feng Qing paused, then added that rather suspicious explanation.
Bai Yaoyao's eyes lit up. If she could really make one, it would make things so much more convenient. As for who that friend was, it didn't matter at all.
Who else could it be but Master?
*Still, she hadn't expected him to have a