650 Reserving Power (1/2)
The little thieving cat opened its mouth and gulped down the Illusion God Wine, including the cup.
Chen Yilin, Jiang Fan, and company were stunned.
The Illusion God Wine that so many of them couldn’t obtain had been obtained by a cat so easily.
Miao miao!
After gulping down the Illusion God Wine, drunkenness appeared in its eyes. Then, it gulped down a red wooden cup and a green-bronze flask.
After completing all of that, it started to sway, and its consciousness became blurry.
“That cat’s alcohol tolerance is so high….”
The Mermaid Princess was awed.
Even Chen Yilin and company wouldn’t be able to last so long in the air of alcohol.
As the little thieving cat was about to go to its fourth target:
“Spatial Movement!”
A wisp of eye-bloodline power engulfed the little thieving cat.
Zhao Feng decided to play it safe.
Miao miao miao!
The drunk little thieving cat appeared on Zhao Feng’s shoulder and jumped around.
Everyone was stunned, and they looked at the little thieving cat with fiery gazes.
Not only did the little thieving cat have a high capacity for alcohol, it was also extremely quick and intelligent. If they were correct, the little thieving cat had the ability to store things within its body.
“Little thieving cat.”
Zhao Feng’s left eye released a cold sensation that washed over the little thieving cat.
Miao!
The little thieving cat’s drunkenness faded a bit.
“The Eye of Ice Soul has an effect that can slightly counter alcohol.”
Zhao Feng secretly nodded his head.
Because he and the little thieving cat were connected through their souls, Zhao Feng was also affected when the little thieving cat faced the air of alcohol.
That detail was momentarily ignored by Chen Yilin and company.
Although Zhao Feng faced half the air of alcohol and it was only limited to the soul, there was no sign of drunkenness on his face.
Zhao Feng’s God’s Spiritual Eye was extremely resilient against mental energy, including the air of alcohol.
Of course, Zhao Feng didn’t want to try with his own body. Although his state of existence and body were close to a King’s, their resilience toward the air of alcohol was definitely not as high as the God’s Spiritual Eye.
The aura of Death was somewhere in the Purple Smoke Lake, and if Zhao Feng was correct, the warm youth was here.
“Brother Zhao, did you obtain the Illusion God Wine?”
The gazes of Chen Yilin and company were impatient.
Zhao Feng also glanced at the little thieving cat.
Miao miao!
The little thieving cat opened its mouth and spat out a purple-colored crystal cup that was 70% full. A dreamy alcohol within released a dazzling drunken aura.
“That’s right, this is the Illusion God Wine.”
Zhao Feng said confidently as he put it in his metal ring.
Miao miao!
The little thieving cat also jumped into the ancient metal ring.
“Get out!”
Zhao Feng laughed and grabbed the little thieving cat by its tail.
Miao!
The little thieving cat unwillingly spat out a red wooden cup and a green-bronze flask.
_What a fiery hot energy!_
Everyone felt as if their souls were being burnt.
“Dragon Flame Wine!”
The Mermaid Princess exclaimed.
The aura and power of the Dragon Flame Wine were even stronger than the Illusion God Wine. Of course, that was just the raw energy contained within it.
On the other hand, the green-bronze flask gave off a slightly numb sensation.
“Lightning Cloud Wine!”