Liu Fu was stunned, looking at Keni with utter disbelief. He hadn't expected Keni to do something like this right after Liu Chi’s sharp glare.

Under his puzzled gaze, Keni took out two more drinking vessels from her storage bracelet. Then, she carefully poured them full.

Instantly, a spirit-lifting aroma of wine drifted over. That scent was absolutely intoxicating!

Yale was now completely frozen, his eyes fixed intently on the vessels in Keni’s hands. Based on his extensive drinking experience, this wine was certainly excellent—the best of the best!

Yale’s mouth was practically watering; compared to this, the liquor in his own gourd seemed little better than cat urine!

“Mr. Yale, please have a taste. See if it suits your palate?” Keni smiled, already extending the filled vessel toward him.

At that moment, Yale seemed utterly devoid of spirit. He instinctively took the vessel, handling it with such care that he feared spilling a single drop.

He first brought it close to his nose to inhale. Yale felt an immediate surge of energy, as if a warm current was flowing straight into his body through his nostrils.

“This… is this truly the ‘Wine of the Gods’?”

Yale’s excitement reached an unparalleled peak!

While the Dwarves pursued the art of refining artifacts, they also dedicated themselves to the art of brewing. They always believed there existed a wine worthy of the title “Wine of the Gods.” Such a wine would not only bring pleasure but also grant power; just one sip would be unforgettable for a lifetime; such a wine could even bring tears to one’s eyes.

Yale trembled as he brought the wine to his lips. He only managed a small sip, never imagining the wine would be so miraculous. It dissolved instantly upon touching his tongue, and a warm current immediately began flowing through his blood, banishing the day's fatigue in a flash!

“Th-this…” Yale stared at Keni, utterly shocked, unable to speak for a long time.

Keni merely smiled, as if anticipating what Yale was about to say, and didn't seem concerned.

This wine had been specially refined for her by Zhong Shenxiu, possessing numerous magical effects, such as beautifying, stimulating metabolism, eliminating fatigue, and prolonging life. Furthermore, meditating and cultivating after drinking this wine yielded double the results with half the effort!

Yale savored the wine with complete abandon. Though it was just one cup, he spent a full quarter of an hour finishing it.

“Mr. Yale, how does it taste?” Keni asked with a smile.

She could understand Yale’s mood. She recalled how long it took her to recover when Zhong Shenxiu first gave her this wine. Since tasting it, she had never touched any other liquor. In her words, she would only drink wine brewed by Zhong Shenxiu for the rest of her life!

“Good!” Yale could find no further language to describe his feelings for this wine.

If he were forced to vividly describe just how good it was, his only reply would be: Damn, this is absolutely magnificent!!

When Yale saw Keni refill his cup again, the excitement nearly brought tears to his eyes.

This young lady was truly generous. He never imagined he would have the chance to taste such a miraculous wine again in his lifetime!

The wine bottle Keni held seemed to possess a secret mechanism. She had already poured Yale several cups, yet the level inside barely seemed to drop, as if the wine was inexhaustible!

That impression was correct. This wine vessel had been specially forged by Zhong Shenxiu; though it looked small on the outside, its interior housed a space of ten cubic meters.

Yale certainly enjoyed himself to the fullest, not only tasting peerless delicacies but also drinking the legendary “Wine of the Gods.” He felt incredibly fortunate and recognized the genuine kindness of Zhong Shenxiu and his party for their sheer generosity!

Nearly another hour passed. The utensils were being cleared away, and Yale felt awkward about having consumed so much for free. He needed to offer some form of compensation; he couldn't let them say the Dwarves were stingy!

“Esteemed guests, I have here some weapons and equipment I meticulously crafted. If any of you favor something, please take it freely. Consider it my thanks for your hospitality and drink!” As he spoke, Yale produced several pieces of gear from his magic ring.

This equipment represented his finest work, forged with his heart and soul. He usually wouldn't part with them, even for sale, but today he was being exceptionally generous!

However, to his utter bewilderment, the group only glanced at his offerings. Not a single person displayed any look of shock or wild delight; instead, after a brief look, their gazes drifted elsewhere!

What was going on? Had he not made himself clear? “Everyone, these pieces are gifts for you…” Yale tried to explain, but was interrupted by Zhong Shenxiu.

“Hey, old man, is this all you have? Just these ordinary pieces?” Zhong Shenxiu regarded Yale with relaxed amusement, an unusual glint sparkling in his eyes.

Ordinary?

Yale stared blankly at Zhong Shenxiu. These items were crafted from the finest materials, tempered by his endless hammering and refinement—how could they be ordinary?

Since Zhong Shenxiu appeared to be a child, Yale refrained from arguing, instead sweeping his gaze toward the others, implying that if this one lacked discernment, they surely wouldn't.

But the scene he witnessed showed everyone busy with their own activities: some were performing post-meal exercises, others were examining weapons…

How could this be? Yale’s pride suffered a serious blow.

Wait! What was that?

At that moment, Yale’s eyes snapped wide open. He strode forward in a single bound to stand before Rhys.

Rhys was currently polishing the sword Zhong Shenxiu had refined for him with a piece of leather cloth. He cherished this sword immensely, wiping it down several times a day, keeping it in pristine condition!

Rhys looked up at Yale, not understanding why he had rushed over with such agitation.

“C-can… can you let me examine the sword in your hand?” Yale requested in a voice thick with tremor.

Not just him—even An Yanlu, standing nearby, rushed over with evident excitement.

Both of them were masters of artifact refinement. They hadn't noticed initially, but once they did, they instantly recognized that the sword in Rhys’s hand was no ordinary item!

Rhys hesitated for a moment before finally handing the sword to Yale.

The moment Yale gripped the blade, his entire body visibly shuddered, and his face contorted in sheer awe.

“This… this is…” Yale’s hands began to shake uncontrollably.

Just looking at it hadn't revealed the full impact, but the moment he held it, the mysterious sensation emanating from the blade instantly stunned him!

“A Divine Artifact!” Yale finally managed to articulate those two words with difficulty.

Rhys didn't react much upon hearing this, but Andrew, who had been scrutinizing it closely, immediately changed expression and shouted, “What? Really?!”

Without waiting for Yale’s reply, he snatched the sword over! Like Yale, the moment his hand closed around the hilt, he froze completely still!

“It really is a Divine Artifact!” Andrew managed to gasp out after a long pause.

Though Yale and Andrew had only encountered a “Divine Artifact” for the first time, they had heard the legends—that such artifacts were not inert objects; they possessed breathing, they possessed heartbeats…

Rhys merely smiled faintly upon hearing these two praise his sword; he wasn't overly agitated.

Over the past few years, Rhys had developed a conviction: anything related to Zhong Shenxiu, no matter how exaggerated, was not surprising. Even a "Super Divine Artifact" wouldn't elicit a different reaction from him!

While his sword was indeed formidable, it was still far inferior compared to the weapons and gear wielded by Keni, Robin, and Xia Luo. Rhys’s composure stemmed from having witnessed too much shock already!

The more Andrew and Yale examined the sword, the more unbelievable it seemed. They could increasingly feel the resistance emanating from the blade—a power so immense they had never heard of or seen before!

Especially when they attempted to test the sword’s might, that resistance almost knocked them flying!

How could this be?

These two old masters, after years of refining, were encountering such a bizarre phenomenon for the first time!

A Divine Artifact truly lived up to its name! The two old men concluded they couldn't fully comprehend it, and fearing the sword might lash out again, they quickly returned it to Rhys, though their eyes remained reluctantly fixed on it!

“Young man, may I ask how you came by this sword?” Yale asked, suppressing the excitement surging in his chest.

Rhys blinked again, hesitated, and then vaguely replied, “It was a gift from someone!”

A gift?

The two old men cried out in shock, almost collapsing onto the floor. This was a Divine Artifact; who would casually give such a thing away? “Who gave it to you?” Yale pressed.

“That… I cannot say!” As he spoke, Rhys stole a glance at Zhong Shenxiu.

Yale realized he had asked too much; such matters were private and shouldn't be divulged!

But just then, an untimely voice cut in!

“I gave it,” Zhong Shenxiu said with an air of nonchalance.

“You?” Yale and Andrew turned simultaneously to stare at Zhong Shenxiu, but quickly shifted their focus back to the sword.

They certainly weren't taking the words of this child seriously, given the common saying about children speaking without forethought. Who would believe that a mere child could simply give away a Divine Artifact? If children could gift such treasures, the streets would be littered with them!

“Young man, I have a rather bold request—could you demonstrate the power of this Divine Artifact?” Yale looked at Rhys with eager expectation.

Rhys looked conflictedly toward Zhong Shenxiu. Only after Zhong Shenxiu gave him a slight nod did he dare to agree.

Rhys didn't exert himself fully, executing just two simple moves. Yet, even this was enough to leave Yale and Andrew stunned and speechless for a long time!

“Hey, old men, are you getting shocked that easily?” Zhong Shenxiu’s voice echoed again.

Yale and Andrew turned toward Zhong Shenxiu in unison, only to freeze even more deeply in shock the next moment, for they witnessed a scene they absolutely could not have imagined!