Spiritual wine may be good, but the taste of its lingering effects is something that ordinary people cannot withstand.
One mouthful down, no matter a drunkard, wine fairy, or wine god, all must lie down.
If an ordinary person were to drink like Ning Fan, he would probably have drunk himself to death.
The strength of the lingering effects of the spiritual wine was such that even Ning Fan's Primordial Spirit Realm cultivation couldn't withstand it,
his feet felt like they were stepping on cotton, his body light enough to be carried by the wind.
With a thud, amidst the continuous lingering effects, Ning Fan fell drunkenly to the ground.
Chen Min, who initially wanted to say something, could only sigh seeing this scene.
"This is a Spirit Talisman. Should you one day venture to the Earth Immortal Realm, you can activate the talisman, and I will come to find you."
After speaking, Chen Min crouched down and placed a jade pendant into Ning Fan's hand.
