The white-haired elder glanced at his hand, a clear cry resounding throughout the entire mountain peak, as two white cranes carrying a piece of Qingzhu flew in from the sky, slowly landing in front of the elder.
"Alright, you two go play now." The silver-haired elder took the Qingzhu pipe and waved them off.
Chirp!
The two white cranes nodded, flying towards the sky together.
The silver-haired elder gestured again, and two translucent jade-like cups appeared on the stone table.
"Try the wine I brewed." The silver-haired elder smiled as he poured the transparent liquid, like jadescent nectar, from the bamboo pipe into the cups, releasing an intoxicating fragrance that permeated the air.
"Try it." The silver-haired elder said with a smile.
"Thank you, senior." Lin Mo picked up the wine cup and took a light sip.
The sweetness flowed down his throat, transforming into gentle energy that filled his whole body, making him feel light all over with an indescribable sensation.
