Du Yuankang was shocked by the scene before his eyes.
The wine furnace had been continuously emitting a rich fragrance of wine ever since they entered the cave, but the aroma at that time was simply no match for what it is now.
He even felt intoxicated at the soul level.
As the Sect Master of the Wine Sect, Du Yuankang had tasted countless fine wines in his lifetime, and once, on a great stroke of fortune, he had even sampled the legendary Qinglian Holy Wine.
But compared to the Heavenly Silkworm Holy Wine he was tasting now, all those exquisite wines he had ever tasted could be described with one word.
Garbage.
This Heavenly Silkworm Holy Wine, under Chen Yang's brewing, had certainly reached the pinnacle of perfection!
"I never imagined that in my lifetime, I could be so fortunate."
At this moment, Du Yuankang was moved to tears.
Du Yuankang had devoted his life to the path of brewing, harboring a profound affection unmatched by others.
