"Hehe, of course it wasn't that simple. To get this gourd of Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, yours truly had to use a gourd of three-thousand-year-old Combat Victory Wine and promise of six-thousand-year-old and nine-thousand-year-old Combat Victory Wine!"
Sun Wukong chuckled as he took out a gourd of the three-thousand-year-old Combat Victory Wine, applied a slight force with his palm, and the gourd flew from his hand into the hands of the Leader of Tongtian.
"Combat Victory Wine?"
The Leader of Tongtian opened the gourd's stopper with a puzzled look, took a whiff, and his eyes immediately lit up, "Fine wine!"
"Wukong, where did you get this wine?"
"I brewed it myself."
