Chương 392: 392 World Sword Master

Upon the palace maid walking towards Gu Yang with the peach, a tantalizing sweetness flooded his nostrils, reaching his Original Spirit.

A single sniff felt like it could nourish his spirit.

A deep desire, unlike any he had felt before, grew within his Original Spirit. It was a longing to devour the peach in one gulp.

He swallowed, reigning in his impulse.

To eat it just like that would be wasteful.

He withdrew a jade box from his Beast-taming Space and placed the peach carefully inside it. Upon closing the lid, the alluring fragrance was immediately trapped within.

The box, a spoils of war, had been taken from some foe. There were many such trivial things in his Beast-taming Space.

If they couldn't be replenished and could likely come in handy, he kept them.

This jade box, specifically, appeared to be designed for storing rare treasures or sublime elixirs.