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"Quick, give it a try!"
Seeing the female cultivator approaching with a bowl of fried insects, Ant Strength hastily urged Tang Yi on.
"Alright!"
With no other choice, Tang Yi braced himself, pinched a thumb-sized fried insect, tossed it into his mouth, chewed it mindlessly, and then swallowed it down.
"How is it? How does it taste?" Ant Strength promptly inquired.
"Uh!"
Tang Yi originally intended to blurt out a vague response, but a faint aftertaste began to fill his mouth.
After savoring it for a moment, Tang Yi cracked a slight smile and said, "Chicken flavor, crunchy!"
"Hahaha!" Ant Strength immediately appeared quite proud, exclaiming, "I told you, my children here, they taste quite excellent!"
As he spoke, Ant Strength somehow produced a jar of wine and set it before Tang Yi.
"Come on, try this Spiritual Wine. It is brewed with pure Spiritual Energy, even cultivators who drink it will be drunk for three days and three nights!"
