Immortal wine is an essential item for every major sect, and each sect also has its own specialties and secret techniques, all derived from countless millennia of experience. As for the specific brewing method, only the most important figures in the sect know it.
For example, among the eight people sitting here, only Mu Yun and Mu Pulin knew about it, which is why they dared to show it off openly, without being afraid of others stealing their knowledge.
Unfortunately, they didn't know that Xiao Wenbing didn't need to know how they brewed the wine, nor did he care about the extremely complicated procedures. For him, having just one finished product was enough.
Sensing Xiao Wenbing's strange behavior, Mu Yun and the others' expressions changed slightly. Did he not believe they were checking the wine for poison?
Zi Liao naturally noticed his fellow disciple's expression and was somewhat displeased with Xiao Wenbing's actions. However, considering Xiao Wenbing's hard work in forging the sword for him, he coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Immortal Xiao? How about you drink this cup to the brim?"
"Ah..." Xiao Wenbing seemed to wake from a dream and quickly said, "Okay, okay."
Zhang Yaqi gently transmitted her voice to Xiao Wenbing: "Wenbing, what happened to you just now? The Qiankun Ring didn't give any warning, and there shouldn't be any problem with the wine."
Xiao Wenbing was taken aback, only then noticing the hostile look in Mu Yun and the others' eyes. His mind raced, and in the next moment, he was confident.
He sent a wisp of his divine sense swiftly into the Heavenly Void Ring.
Because he needed to control tens of thousands of nascent souls at any time, his technique of splitting his spirit had long been honed to a level of unparalleled skill. This divine thought was separated from his main body, and no one could detect it.
His divine sense entered the Heavenly Void Ring, immediately directing over four hundred Dark Infants. They found a large wooden barrel, right in front of the Void Cauldron, and began crafting the Millennium Wine.
At the same time, he smiled slightly at Mu Yun and the others, gently closed his eyes, and took a sip of the wine in his cup. A faint, refreshing fragrance entered his mouth, subtly invigorating him. The gentle warmth traveled down his meridians, lingering in his center, warm and cool. The medicinal power spread, permeating his entire body. In the end, even his limbs and bones felt the effects.
He took a deep breath and lingered in this rare moment of enjoyment for a long time.
Everyone exchanged bewildered glances, wondering what he was up to. To be honest, the drink was indeed quite enjoyable, but even if it was meant to be enjoyed, it shouldn't be here. Did Xiao Wenbing not even understand basic manners?
However, considering that Xiao Wenbing was a leader of the immortal realm who had ascended after undergoing tens of thousands of tribulations, no one would criticize him for such a trivial matter.
Gradually, the heat on his body subsided, and only after the last trace of the ethereal feeling completely disappeared did Xiao Wenbing open his eyes. He thought to himself, "No wonder Zi Liao described it as something miraculous. This thing is indeed a rare treasure for immortals."
Looking up, he saw that everyone's expressions were somewhat displeased, and he asked in surprise, "What's wrong, everyone?"
Mu Yun was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, "You're going to ask us what's wrong?" He said irritably, "What do you think of our sect's Millennium Wine, fellow immortal?"
“Very good, very good. However…” Xiao Wenbing paused deliberately.
"Please speak, Fellow Daoist Xiao."
"Hmm, but I think the local methods you've been tasting seem a bit off."
"What?"
"Alas, a senior once taught me that the first thing to do when tasting such a delicacy is to forget yourself."
Mu Yun and the others exchanged glances, and recalling Xiao Wenbing's behavior just now, they couldn't help but realize that his actions just now weren't so annoying after all.
“That senior’s family also has such immortal wine. I have been fortunate enough to drink it a few times. Now that I’m tasting it again, I can’t help but feel nostalgic for the old friend. Please forgive me,” Xiao Wenbing said softly.
"Hmm, Fellow Daoist Xiao has drunk this wine before?"
"Exactly."
Mu Yun and the others were speechless with astonishment. This kind of wine was a closely guarded secret within their sect. How could they possibly find it elsewhere?
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, may I ask who your senior is...?"
"Oh, that's a deity."
"What..." Mu Yun and the others jumped up in surprise, never expecting that they would be involved with gods.
“That’s right, and this senior gifted me quite a bit of Millennium Wine when I left,” Xiao Wenbing said casually.
Mu Yun sat down with suspicion and pondered, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, do you still have any resources left?"
“Of course,” Xiao Wenbing said. He then took a wooden bucket from his Heavenly Void Ring and placed it heavily on the table.
With a loud thud, Mu Yun and the others stared blankly at the huge barrel in front of them, which could hold several people underground, and were speechless for a moment.
After a long pause, Mu Yun reached out and stroked the large barrel, his eyes gleaming, and asked, "Fellow Immortal Xiao, is this the Spirit of Wood?"
“That’s right, senior has a good eye. This is indeed part of the Wood Spirit’s body.”
"Using the body of the Wood Spirit to make... a wine barrel?" Mu Yun swallowed hard, completely believing Xiao Wenbing's words. Truly worthy of a god. What a grand gesture!
While the Millennium Essence is precious, it pales in comparison to this Wood Spirit Earth Body.
A barely perceptible smile flashed across Xiao Wenbing's face. He had long known that once he took out this thing, he would definitely be able to shock them.
Although the spirit of wood is precious, Xiao Wenbing no longer cares about such a small body.
Although Xiao Wenbing is still unable to replicate the Spirit of Heaven, he can cultivate Netherwater through the Spirit Gathering Platform. As the saying goes, water nourishes wood; as long as he continuously provides Netherwater to the Spirit of Wood, the Spirit of Wood will naturally produce more bodies for Xiao Wenbing to use. Such a mutually beneficial arrangement is certainly not something Xiao Wenbing would miss.
Since rescuing Zhang Yaqi, the Nether Water and Immortal Fire have been exclusively used by the Wood Spirit and Fire Spirit, respectively.
By now, both of these spiritual beings had reached an extremely high level of cultivation. Similarly, Xiao Wenbing's Heavenly Void Ring now contained many large wooden and stone buckets.
As they casually lifted the lid of the bucket, a rich aroma wafted into everyone's nostrils.
"Wow... it really is a thousand-year-old mellow wine." Zi Liao took a deep breath and exclaimed in amazement.
Xiao Wenbing laughed heartily, slapped the wooden barrel, and a wisp of wine flew into the air, landing perfectly in the Zi Liao cup. Not a drop spilled.
Zi Liao didn't refuse and drank it down in one gulp. He closed his eyes to enjoy it, just like Xiao Wenbing. After a long while, he opened his eyes and said sincerely, "Fellow Daoist Xiao is right. Such fine wine should be savored in this way."
Mu Yun and the others were both amused and exasperated. Everyone knew about this matter, and it was certainly permissible to say such things when no one was around. But since it was a gathering of people, the only one who could so shamelessly say such things was Xiao Wenbing.
However, under Xiao Wenbing's persuasion, everyone actually drank a full cup and enjoyed it to the fullest.
After a long silence, Mu Yun smacked his lips and said with lingering interest, "That's not right. Although this wine is also of the 'Millennial Cherry,' it seems to be a little different from the wine we brew."
Zi Liao, Yu Hui, and the others nodded in agreement; there were indeed some differences.
"Is that so?" Xiao Wenbing pretended to ponder for a moment and said, "They are indeed different. I was mistaken. It turns out that these two wines are only similar."
While saying this, he was secretly overjoyed. The ingredients were essentially the same, but don't forget that this wine was contained within the shell of a wood spirit, thus absorbing some spiritual energy, resulting in a slightly different taste. However, because it was imbued with the wood spirit's spiritual energy, its effects were undoubtedly superior.
Of course, this is a principle that cannot be explained to them.
However, Xiao Wenbing wasn't worried that they would see through the mechanism. Without the Spirit of Wood, they would at most have suspicions. But finding the Spirit of Wood was an even more difficult task than climbing to heaven.
"Wenbing..." The Mirror God's urging voice echoed in his mind: "Now we can test it."
"Now?"
"That's right, with alcohol as an excuse, you can pick someone."
Xiao Wenbing hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "Alright, I hope the Earth Immortal Pill you designed isn't poison."
Volume 18, Chapter 10: Drug Testing (Part 1)
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Even a major sect like the Xuanji Sect shouldn't drink Millennium Wine indiscriminately.
Mu Yun and the others brought out a jar of millennium-old wine, not only to entertain Xiao Wenbing and express their gratitude for him tailoring a celestial artifact for Zi Liao, but also to curry favor with him.
If Xiao Wenbing were to be in a good mood and forge a celestial artifact for everyone, that would truly fulfill their wishes.
However, when Xiao Wenbing brought out that large barrel of Millennium Wine, Mu Yun and the others temporarily put the matter of the immortal artifact aside. It's time to enjoy life; not everyone has the opportunity to drink such a large quantity of Millennium Wine at any time.
While pouring wine for everyone, Xiao Wenbing kept the more than four hundred dark infants in the Heavenly Void Ring producing Millennium Wine. With the Void Cauldron as a backup, there was no need to worry about insufficient energy.
After the first barrel of Millennium Wine was completely finished, Xiao Wenbing took out a second barrel amidst the lingering gazes of the crowd.
Apart from Zhang and Feng, who left the table earlier, everyone else was a little tipsy, and even Xiao Wenbing himself felt a bit lightheaded.
Secretly, he took out the colorless and invisible pill designed by the Mirror God, glanced at everyone's faces, and finally made a decision.
"Come, come, please..."
After finishing one cup, he secretly slipped some wine into Zi Liao's cup while they were pouring more. Then he raised his cup and urged Zi Liao to drink again.
It was a rare treat to be able to drink Millennium Wine without any limits, so no one was polite to him. One by one, they picked up their glasses and drank it down with loud shouts.
Xiao Wenbing stroked the wine cup, thinking to himself that this wine was so intoxicating; it truly deserved to be called celestial wine…
After drinking the cup, everyone's eyes turned to the large wooden barrel next to Xiao Wenbing. Xiao Wenbing secretly glanced at Zi Liao, only to find that he was behaving exactly like everyone else. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the mysterious pill had no effect at all?
Left with no other choice, he poured another glass for everyone. Raising his glass, just as he was about to drink, he heard a "thump" and looked down to see Zi Liao had fallen heavily to the ground.
Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed as the medicine took effect. He just didn't know what the medicine was for.
Yu Hui, who was standing next to Zi Liao, was shocked. He picked Zi Liao up and swept his divine sense over him. His expression became strange.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Wenbing asked immediately.
Yu Hui exhaled a breath reeking of alcohol and said, "Thank you for your concern, fellow immortal."
Xiao Wenbing smiled slightly. "Nonsense, how could I not care? I was the one who administered the medicine."
Mu Yundi also scanned Zi Liaodi with his divine sense and said in surprise, "He's asleep?"
"Exactly," Yu Hui said with a wry smile, "maybe he drank too much."
"Hoo... snort..."
As soon as Yu Hui finished speaking, Zi Liao immediately started snoring.
Everyone exchanged bewildered glances. An immortal drinking himself into unconsciousness? That was too outrageous! Although the thousand-year-old mellow wine was indeed strong, for an immortal, if they didn't want to get drunk, drinking as much as they wanted was fine. Because there were countless ways to expel intoxication from their body.
Mu Yun glared at Zi Liao fiercely, cursing him inwardly for being so smug. Having lost face in front of Xiao Wenbing and the others, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Silently channeling his inner energy, a cloud of mist appeared out of thin air, rolling around on Zi Liao's face. However, after a while, Zi Liao was still snoring loudly, fast asleep as before.
Mu Yun was taken aback, and the smile on his face instantly froze. Even Yu Hui and the other immortals from the Xuanji Sect were incredulous.
Seeing the situation was turning bad, Xiao Wenbing quickly said, "Ahem, seniors, it's all my fault, alas... alcohol can lead to trouble." With that, he reached out and put the large wooden barrel into his Heavenly Void Ring, looking apologetic.
Mu Yun and the others blushed deeply. They had initially harbored some doubts, but now they were left only with embarrassment.
After bowing to Mu Yun and the others, Xiao Wenbing led his group to take their leave in haste.
At the round table, Mu Yun watched Xiao Wenbing and the others leave, then suddenly turned around and angrily shouted at Yu Hui, "Wake this idiot up!"
"yes……"
Yu Hui quickly lowered his head and obediently responded. However, no matter what methods they used, they almost tore Zi Liao apart on the spot. But all their efforts were in vain, and he remained unconscious for a whole day and night. When Zi Liao woke up the next day, he felt pain all over his body, as if even his bones had fallen apart.
Faced with accusations from his fellow disciples, Zi Liao dared not defend himself and could only silently swallow his anger. However, he couldn't understand when he had become so incompetent.