Tables appearing out of thin air had already become a basic operation, and no one was surprised.
Jinxian Sect Disciples found it commonplace; Big Senior Brother conjuring items out of nothing was an ordinary affair.
Although the people from the foot of the mountain were surprised, their admiration was even greater. After all, it was fairly normal for Immortals to conjure things.
But if it was turning into wine...
Zhang Fei Xuan picked up the wine jug and first obsequiously poured a cup for Song Yin.
"Big Senior Brother, please, go ahead."
The wine was clear and not the slightest bit muddy. It wasn't just about tasting it; even smelling its unique fragrance was delightful.
The wine wasn't spicy but likely sweet. In Zhang Fei Xuan's view, it must be a top-quality fine wine.
After pouring for Song Yin, he then poured himself a cup. Just as he was about to pass the jug to Wang Qizheng, his expression suddenly froze.
