บท 993: Dissipation of Soul

Xue Ying was afraid the other party would search his soul directly. That would mean he no longer had sufficient time to properly arrange everything. Regardless of what matter it was–leaving behind a diagram of Monarch Nine Cloud's absolute art or informing the Cosmos Gods about the spatial markings leading to the golden-armored graded lairs, everything required time. Fortunately, Sacred Master was extremely patient.

"How is this wine of mine?" Sacred Master chuckled as he sat cross-legged on the black stone bed.

"It is good wine. I have drunk many good wines in my life, but this wine by Sacred Master is absolutely qualified to be the first." Xue Ying said. He was not lying.