Chapter 1761: Holy Rank Wine?

"This kid is strange!"

Another Heavenly Realm Peak cultivator nearby saw the lightning-fast scene and couldn’t help but shiver inwardly, secretly admitting that perhaps he had indeed been mistaken this time.

Although, like Ma Nanfeng, this cultivator thought Yun Xiao might have only broken Shan Changxin’s hand through cunning, the youth’s bizarre actions had already made him wary.

What happened deep within Zuichun Hall naturally was clearly seen by Lu Ye not far away. At this moment, his mood was rather complex, even filled with a trace of awe.

Originally, Lu Ye only thought Yun Xiao had a strong resistance to alcohol and had approached him for conversation because of a good first impression outside.

He had not expected that even a Heavenly Realm Late Stage expert like Shan Changxin would have his hand chopped off with a single sword strike, such ghostly methods were simply formidable and terrifying.

And Yun Xiao’s forceful demeanor made Lu Ye shocked and fearful, giving rise to a sliver of worry. After all, Shan Changxin was the Great Elder of the Drunken Immortal City Emperor Palace; injuring him like this would definitely not end peacefully.

But compared to Supervisor Ma Nanfeng of the Emperor Palace, the emotions of these two were somewhat insignificant. At this moment, seeing Shan Changxin’s twisted face, he was nearly exploding with rage.

"Little bastard, do you know what you’re doing?"

In his furious rage, Ma Nanfeng had none of the steadiness he showed outside as the Emperor Palace Director. If it were possible, he would have liked to shred the ragged-clothed youth into pieces right away.

"What am I doing? Can’t you see for yourself? Is it only allowed for the elders of the Emperor Palace to shout and kill others, but not permitted for others to resist? What kind of reasoning is this?"

Towards the Emperor Palace backed by the Dragon Emperor Palace, Yun Xiao naturally bore no goodwill, and his unhesitating words stunned the two who were still conscious.

Actually, on the Nine-layered Dragon Cloud, the Emperor Palace in each city truly held such deterrent power. Sometimes, for the sake of families and sects, one could only swallow their anger, even if bullied by Emperor Palace people.

Who would have thought they’d encounter a troublemaker like Yun Xiao today, who not only forcefully injured the Great Elder of the Emperor Palace but also boldly brought into the open this unwritten rule.

Some things can’t be openly discussed, as the Emperor Palace must still show a facade of maintaining justice. Even if Ma Nanfeng were all mouths, he might not be able to argue past Yun Xiao.

When it comes to eloquence, Yun Xiao has never feared anyone, especially in such circumstances. So, for a time, both Ma Nanfeng and Shan Changxin were speechless, their faces turning purple.

Whew...

At this moment, it was as if a breeze swept through the hall, making the few of them tense as they turned their gaze towards the direction of the wind sound.

Although Ma Nanfeng wanted to kill Yun Xiao immediately, this was Zuichun Hall, and he had some reservations, perhaps towards the mysterious owner behind the Drunken Immortal Restaurant, so he forcibly held back for the time being.

But Shan Changxin’s look when turning his head was quite venomous, evidently unable to forget the enmity of his severed hand for even a moment, and perhaps it would explode again sometime.

"Hmm? This aura..."

When Yun Xiao also turned his head due to the disturbance, he sensed the air in Zuichun Hall seemed to have become different, at least slightly different from the kind of alcohol scent earlier.

This was something Yun Xiao could sense with his Half-step Holy Rank Power of Soul, while the others appeared bewildered, clearly unaware of what the wind signified.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that one’s strength truly surpasses these Heavenly Realm guys!"

Sensing the change in the hall’s alcohol atmosphere, Yun Xiao’s eyes flashed with a half-smiling expression, looking somewhat sarcastically at the others as if anticipating something.

"Not good!"

The first to react was the Emperor Palace’s Great Elder, Shan Changxin, whose face slightly changed as he finally sensed something, but at this point, it was clearly too late.

Perhaps because, after Yun Xiao severed one of his hands, Shan Changxin’s ability to resist the alcohol was far less robust than before, hence quickly succumbing to it.

Thunk!

Only a few seconds passed before Shan Changxin’s face turned bright red, unable to support himself any longer and fell directly to the ground, looking as if he’d drunk a hundred jars of fine wine, directly drunk.

Clearly, the wind that had suddenly swept through earlier was an enhancement to the alcohol effect in Zuichun Hall. Though Ma Nanfeng or the Heavenly Realm Peak cultivator couldn’t sense deeper aspects, the potency of the wine aroma was obviously strong.

Ma Nanfeng came here to participate in the Drunken Immortal Conference with two purposes: firstly, to uncover the background of the Drunken Immortal Restaurant’s mysterious boss; secondly, to covet the ultimate prize, the Holy Rank Wine.

Ma Nanfeng himself is a veteran drinker, and his thirst for the Holy Rank Wine isn’t much less than that of ordinary cultivators. Since he’s come this far, he certainly won’t admit defeat willingly.

Moreover, Ma Nanfeng’s opponents at this moment are only a cultivator at the Heavenly Realm Peak and a frivolous young lad. How could he possibly concede?

Especially after Shan Changxin fell, Ma Nanfeng is even more determined not to give up the pursuit of the ultimate wine, not just for himself but also for the dignity of the Emperor Palace Direction.

Unfortunately, Ma Nanfeng lacks awareness of the strength of the person behind the scenes; given his mere Heavenly Realm Peak cultivation, he might not even be worthy of that person’s attention.

At this point, Ma Nanfeng instinctively began to circulate his vast Meridian Qi, hoping to go further. Meanwhile, the remaining Heavenly Realm Peak cultivator naturally wouldn’t give up easily either.

The two were circulating their Meridian Qi to resist the wine aura. In contrast, Yun Xiao’s expression remained unchanged, as if he was strolling leisurely toward the front, looking even more composed.

Surprisingly, Yun Xiao’s body didn’t show much Meridian Qi fluctuation, as if he were just an ordinary person walking down the street, causing some unease in the two beside him.

"It seems this kid really has some treasure that restrains the wine aura!"

Ma Nanfeng was forcibly circulating Earth Qi to barely resist the dense wine aura, his thoughts became even more certain, thinking that perhaps only this reason could explain the peculiarity of the rough-clothed kid.

Otherwise, how could a mere young lad who’s just over twenty years old possess a stronger ability to resist the wine aura than these old monsters who have lived for countless years?

"Huh?"

While Ma Nanfeng was greedily coveting the possible treasure on Yun Xiao’s body, his gaze suddenly shifted, and the two beside him also clearly saw that the scenery deep within Zuichun Hall seemed to have changed.

In the deep part of Zuichun Hall, which was still shrouded in mist just a moment ago, a table several meters wide stood with a wine jar exuding an ancient aura, seemingly extraordinary.

"Is that the Holy Rank Wine?"

Sensing the special aura emanating from the wine jar, both Ma Nanfeng and the other Heavenly Realm Peak cultivator had a glimmer of excitement in their eyes.

"Holy Rank Wine, you must be mine, Ma Nanfeng!"

At this moment, the emperor palace superintendent seemed to choose to forget the hatred towards Yun Xiao, softly murmuring to himself, indicating his inner unrest.

Swoosh!

However, at this moment, the previously steady Heavenly Realm Peak cultivator suddenly moved swiftly towards the wine jar.

"Meng Zhidao, you seek death!"

Seeing this, Ma Nanfeng’s face involuntarily turned as dark as though water might drip from it, and hearing him spit out the name, Yun Xiao knew for the first time that he actually knew the person.

Yet, upon reconsidering, Yun Xiao became relieved since Drunken Immortal City is so large, a Heavenly Realm Peak cultivator comparable to an Emperor Palace Director, Ma Nanfeng wouldn’t fail to pay extra attention?

In fact, this Meng Zhidao is the Family Head of a prominent family in Drunken Immortal City. Considering solely Meridian Qi cultivation, he’s on par with Ma Nanfeng, although their backgrounds are entirely different.

Unlike other low rank cultivators, Meng Zhidao wouldn’t have much apprehension towards Ma Nanfeng, especially when facing such a potential Holy Rank Wine, he indeed couldn’t restrain himself.

Most who participate in the Drunken Immortal Conference are avid drinkers, and Meng Zhidao is no exception, also knowing that the so-called Holy Rank Wine might push his stagnant Meridian Qi cultivation up a notch.

It’s said that the brewers capable of creating Holy Rank Wine must reach above the Holy Rank level. Perhaps, from such Holy Rank Wine, one could get a hint to break through to the Holy Vein Three Realms level.

Under such circumstances, even though Ma Nanfeng is the Emperor Palace Director, Meng Zhidao wouldn’t back down. This is the courage that every Heavenly Realm Peak cultivator ought to possess.

If one loses the courage to compete with others, then Meng Zhidao’s hope to breakthrough to the Holy Vein Three Realms would become like mirror flowers and water moon, mere illusions.

Hence, ignoring the threats from behind by Ma Nanfeng, Meng Zhidao, who was already determined, did not pay any heed, believing that as long as he can seize the wine jar first, even if Ma Nanfeng wants to snatch it away, it might not be easy.

As for the rough-clothed kid who likewise reached here, although Meng Zhidao was astonished by his oddity of severing Shan Changxin’s hand, he wouldn’t take it too seriously. Once hidden cards are revealed, their threat diminishes significantly.