He pulled out a purple bamboo from the vortex.
But it wasn't a complete piece, only a small section, about twenty centimeters long.
This section of purple bamboo had patterns resembling "eyes" engraved on its surface, looking like countless eyes growing on it, lifelike and vivid.
Just then, he noticed a needle-eye-sized hole at the top of the purple bamboo. Su Mu brought it close to his nose and took a sniff, immediately catching the rich aroma of wine. Just one whiff made Su Mu feel slightly tipsy, his head a bit dizzy.
He dared not continue smelling it, fearing he might really get drunk after a few more seconds.
Su Mu began to shake the purple bamboo and heard the sound of liquid inside, confirming that it was filled with wine.
What kind of wine could this be, almost intoxicating him with just a sniff? Su Mu's strength was already near the Human Immortal Realm; ordinary wine wouldn't affect him, not even if he drank hundreds of pounds of wine brewed from Spirit Fruits.
