"Golden goblets and jade cups filled with Immortal Brew, offered to martial arts world comrades."
"No matter how uncertain your future, let your worries be eased by threefold."
Spirit Lake expands vastly, encompassing the Five Lakes and Four Seas, reaching cultivators across Shengshen Continent, all can hear this voice.
When they lift their eyes, there's no need for Zhang Xing to project the scene; everyone can see the image of Bazhun'an in a white robe, raising his cup skyward, smiling as he drinks the wine first.
"Wow!"
Regardless of the intention behind this act.
The sincerity of his emotions and the boldness of his spirit have already ignited the emotions of people from the Five Domains, stirring them to their peak.
"Oh my heavens, the Eighth Sword Immortal offers me wine to drink?"
"Huh? I am included too? Aren't ancient sword cultivators supposed to abstain from alcohol, why did Bazhun'an himself break the rule first?"
