Drip-drop!
Li Quanqing held up the teacup in front of him, letting a drop of pale cyan Wind Spirit Liquid fall into it, the fragrance of the tea assaulting the senses.
In the next moment, the Wind Spirit Liquid dissipated in the cup, dyeing the amber-colored tea water with a beautiful touch of light cyan.
"Ssss~"
Above his head, the delicate and exquisite Thunder Horn Python whimpered pitifully, completely unable to control its own body, floating in the air like a balloon.
A thread of mana formed a long line, coiling around the body of the young snake, with the other end connected to Li Quanqing's little finger, swaying in the air.
"So this is one of the effects of the Wind Spirit Liquid, drinking too much results in defying gravity, floating into the sky?"
Li Quanqing found this quite interesting.
