Discovering that the jade bottle could indeed hold the Immortal Brew, Chen Nan hurriedly began to fill it, moving at lightning speed.
He filled over a hundred bottles yet only managed to take away about a third. As for the rest, he really had no other way to carry it off.
Suddenly, he saw his reflection in the Immortal Brew, and a surge of impulse rose in his heart. He bent down and started drinking directly from it.
Since he didn't want others to get it, drinking it himself wasn't a waste.
Without hesitation, he drank another third in one go. By the time he stood up, his face was flushed, his body reeked of alcohol, and he was walking unsteadily.
The most crucial thing was he felt as if a fire was burning fiercely inside him, his blood seemed to be boiling, and the mana within him was running wildly, causing wisps of white smoke to rise from his body.
The mana that had been nearly depleted was now being replenished rapidly, as if it was endless.
