The clear and sweet azure wine was poured into the white jade cup, bringing up fiery red air bubbles from the bottom of the cup. 

In each bubble seemed to be a puff of swaying cloud, painting a dreamy and magnificent scene. 

The wine was called Fire Floating Clouds.

It was one of Qing Lie’s treasured spirits as it was brewed in a Fire Mist Ice Spirit Jade from one hundred and thirty-six kinds of rare ingredients.

Lin Xun picked up the cup and finished it in one gulp.

His taste buds exploded. A sweet and strong fragrance collided with a fiery violent aura, causing havoc in his mouth.

When it streamed down his throat, the aura of ice and fire turned into a gentle and pure flavor before spreading throughout his limbs within seconds. 

Lin Xun shuddered. He felt his pores open up, and his mouth and nose filled with an indescribable taste and smell. All sorts of flavors lingered in his memory as though he was going through the spectrum of life. 

“What good wine!” Lin Xun marveled. 

The indescribable wonderful...