After the battle at the river bay, the amount of Azure Ancient Juice he had accumulated could be measured in thousands of drops.
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi exerted all their strength to propel the ship, consuming a great deal of Qi and Blood Power, needing the Azure Ancient Juice to recover their energy.
"Azure Ancient Juice!"
The two were overjoyed.
"Thank you, Clan Leader."
Compared to outsiders, the Azure Ancient Juice was more effective for the Wind Spirit Race.
Ten drops of Azure Ancient Juice could not only restore their energy but also enhance their Qi and Blood Power.
Chu Ming waved his hand and left the cabin to come onto the deck.
The river waves surged, and the mist hit his face.
He sat cross-legged and took out the more precious Azure Ancient Spirit Dew.
There was still a long time before reaching the Wind Spirit Race territory, and he planned to enhance his strength further.
