Where he had just stood was an amber Yellow Wine Gourd, casting a hazy halo in the courtyard.
Chen Yi's gaze paused, then she reached out and beckoned, the wine gourd flew into her hand making a splashing sound.
She pulled out the stopper, and a rich fragrance wafted out, accompanied by a thick spiritual power.
This gourd of wine had stronger medicinal properties than she had brewed back then. It seemed that Yu Xian had been adding good stuff to it over the years.
Of course, the main reason was that Yu Xian had drunk all the wine while cultivating before.
Later on, to make up for the loss, he brewed a new gourd of wine.
But to Chen Yi, this gourd of wine seemed extraordinary.
It was the marriage wine she had prepared for herself and Yu Xian. She had given it to Yu Xian when they broke up, intending to cut off their worldly ties.
Now, Yu Xian had returned this gourd to her.