The bright red orange pulp fell into the small basin, and Qin Yang's fingertip Wind Blade spun, like a meat grinder, instantly turning ten oranges into orange juice pulp.
"This is just like magic."
Ruan Xinxue's beautiful eyes sparkled with light, exclaiming in amazement.
After finishing all this, Qin Yang also ground herbs like Snow Lotus and Honeysuckle into powder and added them in.
The Water Spirit Power in Qin Yang's hand gathered, transforming into a wave of Water Spirit Qi, infusing into the small basin, catalyzing the fresh red orange juice and herbs inside.
A moment later, a strange sweet and fragrant aroma of wine drifted out, the kind of wine fragrance that seemed to enter every pore of the body, making one intoxicated.
"Qin Yang, are you making wine?"
Ruan Xinxue lightly inhaled the intoxicating sweet wine aroma, her beautiful eyes bright, and said.
"Yes, this wine is called Immortal Orange Wine."
Qin Yang nodded and smiled, saying.
