I secretly mused to myself: There are a total of ten stages of drinking, and this is already the beginning of the first stage. Next should be the second stage.
Sure enough.
Feng Zhaoyang poured more for Yuchi, who tapped the table with his two fingers curved in thanks, then heard Feng Zhaoyang say, "Let's do it this way today, it's quite fated that we're meeting here. The Third State is so vast, yet we meet on this small Immortal Island. It's truly an honor."
"Then let's drink properly. Fellow Daoist, rest assured, this drink has an endless aftertaste and subtly changes one's Spiritual Qi, truly a great thing. My daughter went through quite an ordeal to find this for my millennium birthday."
"And I don't get dizzy with other drinks, only this one really knocks me out. It's as if my Spiritual Qi is a fake, yet every time I awake, I feel a slight increase in my Spiritual Qi. This drink is definitely something good!"
