Great Harvest

The tree hole was full of wine. The fluid was sparkling and translucent like amber, and as if flowed, it emitted an intoxicating aroma. The little guy was full of happiness as he swayed back and forth in dizziness. His large eyes were squinted until they became crescent moons; this was truly an unexpectedly shocking surprise.

This was not some ordinary wine, but rather one formed gradually from various types of spiritual medicines. It was priceless, and if even a single cup making its way out into the public, many people would immediately break their heads fighting over this.

This tree hole even had silver colored Immortal Peaches fermented within. It made one feel shocked just by looking at it, because this was something that even experts from formidable sects would covet over.