Brewing wine wasn't complicated, just a tedious and time-consuming process.
But on this sunny afternoon, what Xu Lai and Ruan Tang had in abundance was time.
He taught Ruan Tang the skills of wine-brewing hand over hand. Ruan Tang was extremely intelligent and quickly mastered the technique.
The haitang petals they picked were just enough to brew two jars of wine.
Worried the wine would become bitter after tens of thousands of years, Xu Lai added some heavenly and terrestrial treasures as flavoring.
Back when the Heavenly Court was destitute, his master had been reluctant to use Spirit Plants for flavoring; otherwise, buried for a hundred thousand years, the wine would have only grown more fragrant.
At the thought of his master, Xu Lai's expression darkened.
Ruan Tang's eyes flickered; she knew Xu Lai must be thinking of the Heavenly Court and the Sect Gate again.
