The originally toxic Elf brew that would become deadly if consumed in excess, at this moment, for Bai Yan, had indeed turned into a Holy Object.
If it wasn't for the fact that they had both witnessed Monks go mad and turn into fools after drinking too much of it.
Perhaps they too would have attempted to try it.
"Great wine! Another jar!"
A hint of excitement flashed in Bai Yan's eyes, and then he cheerfully requested.
"Senior Bai, our Elf Clan has to prepare the Elf brew for the younger generation every hundred years. What you are drinking is what we have saved up over these years."
The Holy Mother couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems Senior Bai really did treat the Elf brew as a common drink...
As for Elder Zhiru, he was stupified at the moment, feeling incredibly stifled in his heart.
Bai Yan's performance had completely exceeded his expectations.
With so much Elf brew ingested, even a Saint would be invaded by a Heart Demon and turned into a cripple!
