Lin Xiaodao pulled his clothes open and let Wudi get a good whiff.

"That's a prime smell right there! No wonder it's the most precious material for brewing wine!" Wudi said.

Tianming hurriedly left. He hadn't gone to the legacy room for quite a while. Every time Lin Xiaodao came over, Tianming would use the chance to inspect the foundation of the flameyellow divinities.

A few days later, when they snapped out of their drunkenness, they called out for Tianming. He had thought they were still messing around, but they seemed surprisingly solemn. "What's going on?"

"We have to discuss the matter of the Infinitum Swordsea," Lin Xiaodao said.

"Oh?" That was one of the things...