"What remarkable methods, Sect Master."
The nine clan chiefs could not help exclaiming in admiration when they saw Chu Kuangren put an entire mineral vein straight into an unknown space.
"Make the preparations and gather everyone in the Jiufang Tribe. I'll take them all with me," Chu Kuangren said with a faint smile.
"All right."
Immediately afterward, the people of the Jiufang Tribe gathered together. With one use of Heaven and Earth in the Sleeve, Chu Kuangren put everyone into his Personal Universe.
This trip to the Jiufang Spirit World had indeed yielded quite a few gains.
Chu Kuangren was reasonably satisfied.
Next, he and Wa Huang explored the Spirit World for another few days. After finding some fortuitous opportunities and treasures that caught their eye, they prepared to leave.
"Congratulations, host. You have drawn the Super God-Level reward: one hundred jars of Dream of Yellow Millet."
Dream of Yellow Millet?
What was that?
A hundred jars?
Could it be wine?
On the way back, Chu Kuangren drew a Super God-Level reward. Curious, he took out a jar of the so-called Dream of Yellow Millet.
The black jar was about the size of three or four palms.
A red paper seal was pasted over it.
Notably, the paper used to seal the wine was inscribed with mysterious runes, resembling some sort of sealing spell.
This wine?
It actually needed a sealing spell?
And it was a Super God-Level reward, too.
Chu Kuangren grew even more curious about Dream of Yellow Millet.
He slowly undid the wine's seal.
Instantly, a rich wine fragrance filled the entire warship. Beside him, Wa Huang's eyes immediately grew hazy with intoxication when she smelled it.
"S-Sect Master, what kind of wine is that?"
Wa Huang shook her head and circulated the Power