"Where is your Clan Mountain, let's go, go now."
Upon hearing that there would be free Spiritual Wine, Grandmaster Yu was thrilled.
The two of them reached the marketplace's exterior.
Fu Changsheng cast a technique onto the Flying Ship, and the ship expanded with the wind. Grandmaster Yu lightly tapped the ground with his toe, gracefully landing on the ship. He glanced at the ship and shook his head in disdain:
"Young Friend Fu, this Flying Ship of yours doesn't have a single defensive restriction, it's very crude. Tsk, never mind. Seeing as you're inviting me up the mountain for a drink, I'll help inscribe a prohibition pattern for you."
With that said,
Grandmaster Yu bit his finger, quickly drawing a complex talisman array on the deck of the ship.
Fu Changsheng's heart shook. The ability to inscribe talisman arrays indicated that Grandmaster Yu was not as drained of mana as he appeared.
