It seemed this wine was not only exquisite in flavor, but probably an unsurpassed treasure for body-tempering cultivators!
A surge of heroic spirit rose in his chest, and all thoughts of stopping after a taste were thrown to the back of his mind.
He tipped his head back and gulped it down to the last drop.
"Hey, slow down, slow down! This wine..."
This batch of Monkey Wine had been cellared for sixty years, and the Spiritual Qi within it was exceptionally potent.
Even an ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivator without a foundation in body tempering would probably drink himself into a deathlike stupor on the spot if he drank like this, and might even risk damaging his meridians.
Yet before he could finish, Song Yan set down the empty gourd and breathed out a long breath of wine fumes.
A faint flush spread over his face, but not only did he show no signs of collapsing drunk, his Qi and Blood surged even more fiercely throughout his body. His presence was actually stronger than before he drank!
"What a capacity for wine! What a physique!"
After his initial astonishment, the White Ape Duke could not help praising him again.
Even that had not laid him out drunk. What a freak!
Once the two had finished drinking, battle flared anew without another word.
The wine bolstered their strength and roused their ferocity. Their figures once again became two streaking shadows, locked in combat.
As the fight went on, however, the old ape gradually began to falter, and the shift in their relative strength grew increasingly apparent.
Not only did this boy's strength endure as though it were inexhaustible, but how was his body growing stronger the longer they fought?
Refined by the Kunwu Remnant Flame, the essence within the Monkey