Youlan Mansion, Chen Mansion.
Chen Xuan was playing with a small red porcelain bottle.
He had just carefully examined it through his spiritual power, inside the bottle was a golden liquid.
But for some reason, it gave him a very familiar feeling.
At first, he thought he was mistaken.
However, after checking several times, he confirmed he wasn't wrong!
What is happening? Why is there such a feeling?
"Could it be luck?"
After a long time, Chen Xuan murmured to himself, as if this was the only explanation.
If he had enough luck, could he make Divine Soul Liquid?
But then he chuckled wryly.
The idea felt a bit ridiculous, after all, this thing requires a National Spirit unless he establishes a kingdom himself.
Otherwise, it would be difficult!
"Forget about it!"
Then he enveloped Chen Mansion with his spiritual power and saw several girls chatting in a room.
"Yun'Er, come to the side room!"
