Chapter 47: Rebellion

At the same time, gently stroked his throat to help him swallow the wine.

In an instant, the fiery sensation spread from the tip of the tongue to the stomach like a tide.

Sui Huang initially struggled a bit, his body twisting slightly as he tried to resist the intense stimulus.

But as the fiery feeling gradually faded, a sweet flavor slowly spread in the mouth, like a gentle stream nourishing the heart, making one feel very pleasant, and giving Sui Huang the urge to take another sip.

He took another small sip, experiencing that marvelous feeling again, and his eyes gradually showed intoxication.

Seeing Sui Huang's expression, Zhou Yi's mouth twitched slightly upward, secretly pleased, knowing he had already taken a liking to the wine. "This stuff is really good." Only after finishing the wine in the bamboo cup did Sui Huang burst into laughter, admitting he had never tasted such a drink before.

This wine, like the previous roast meat, he believes, is equally attractive to others.

"How about it? I want to keep promoting it just like I promoted the roast meat."

"No doubt, once we launch it, it will definitely make big money."

"Zhou Ge, I really have no idea how your brain works; you can concoct all these weird things," Sui Huang said with admiration.

Everyone laughed at the remark, but said nothing more.

Soon, more bamboo cups were filled with wine. Yao Yan and the others were not idle either, each picking up a cup to savor slowly. Zhou Yi, holding a cup of wine, walked out the door.

Outside Mei Shi Cheng, the bustle was extraordinary, people coming and going.

Zhou Yi spotted Shui Shen at a glance, the demon god who had once fought Hou Tu.

At that moment, Shui Shen was enjoying the delicious roast meat.

Feeling someone lightly pat his shoulder, Shui Shen frowned, ready to flare up.

But when he saw that it was Zhou Yi standing there with a cup of wine, smiling, he stepped forward and asked, "What do you want with me?" His voice carried doubt and caution.

Zhou Yi handed over the wine in his hand, smiling, "Give it a try."

Shui Shen looked at the cup skeptically, thinking that behind this seemingly ordinary liquid there must be some mystery.

But he was the water demon god; why would he fear it? So he drank it without hesitation.

In an instant, a wonderful flavor exploded in his mouth, an unprecedented experience that left him stunned.

A moment later, after taking two bites of roast meat, he recovered his senses. He stared at Zhou Yi with wide eyes, full of shock, "Another new gadget, what is this?"

"It's wine. What do you think?"

"If we give it to members of the Wu Clan, would they like it?" Zhou Yi asked calmly.

"No problem. If you bring it out, I believe it will be as popular as roast meat," Shui Shen said excitedly.

He clicked his tongue regretfully, lamenting that he had drunk the wine too quickly and couldn't savor it properly.

To recapture that wonderful feeling, he took another bite of roast meat.

While savoring it, he was surprised to discover that the wine could transform inside his body into pure spiritual energy.

The discovery lit up his eyes, "How is this wine made? Tell me."

Shui Shen asked eagerly. Although he could sense the moisture in the wine, he could not analyze any other ingredients.

If Zhou Yi were willing to reveal the recipe, with his ability he could replicate it instantly.

But Zhou Yi simply waved his hand lightly, "It's a secret. Prepare your treasure for exchange." With that, he left gracefully, leaving only his back to Shui Shen.

Shui Shen gritted his teeth and muttered, "These Human Race are truly shrewd."

However, Shui Shen did not casually leak the information. He knew that soon this wine would be officially released.

Sure enough, the next day the Human Race's Mei Shi Cheng launched the new beverage. After tasting it, everyone felt great surprise; its unique flavor seemed to open the door to a new world.

As time passed, everyone's fondness for it grew day by day; a sip of wine with a bite of meat made life exceedingly pleasant.

The already bustling Mei Shi Cheng became even more crowded because of this wine; people were practically pushing into the shops.

To avoid harming business, the Human Race had to expand Mei Shi Cheng's size, barely accommodating the tide of people.

"Zhou Ge, guess what I saw?" Sui Huang stood at the city gate, looking at the bustling Mei Shi Cheng, eyes full of amazement.

"What?" Zhou Yi asked.

"Those are all walking treasures," Sui Huang shouted excitedly.

With Mei Shi Cheng's success, Sui Huang seemed to have switched to a wealth‑guarding mode, arranging personnel daily to transport the transaction‑earned treasures back to Huang Guo, meticulously sorting and checking them.

Zhou Yi saw all this and felt his heart full of joy.

Now the Human Race lives both prosperous and safe; from here on they only need to move forward steadily.

The Wu Zombie War is still far off; as long as the Human Race develops well during this period, they can become the masters of Honghuang after the great war.

Zhou Yi hadn't expected the wine's impact on Honghuang to be so great, even surpassing roast meat.

Roast meat loses much of its flavor when cold, but this wine is different; it gets more fragrant with age, and can be taken anywhere in any container.

Thus, many races that couldn't visit due to distant roads also got to taste the Human Race's culinary charm.

Once the wine is tasted, it becomes unforgettable, as if a magic penetrates the soul.

Soon, the whole of Honghuang boiled with excitement; many people, families in tow, worked tirelessly just to investigate and see how this miraculous wine originated.

In the Heavenly Court, a bamboo tube lay before Taiyi Shen; it was a novelty from the Human Race's Mei Shi Cheng, containing the wine that had caused a sensation in Honghuang.

"They can get so many people eager to rush over just because of this?" Taiyi Shen frowned, his eyes full of doubt.

The nearby demon hurriedly nodded; he had been monitoring the Human Race's changes and had once blended in to try the cuisine a few times.

But each time he reported to the Heavenly Court, no one believed him; instead they mocked him.

He had also tried to bring back roast meat as evidence, but once it cooled the texture was lost, and reheating made it prone to burning.

When the Human Race released the wine, he immediately bought a barrel to present to Taiyi Shen.

Recently the Human Race's development exceeded Taiyi Shen's expectations; he had intended to curb their rise, yet knew nothing of their methods.

Even the usually neutral strongman Zhenyuanzi began sending disciples frequently to the Human Race's lands.

With a hint of doubt, Taiyi Shen picked up the bamboo tube and muttered to himself, "Just this can attract so many strong ones? I want to see what's inside." After speaking, he opened the cap, tilted his head back, and took a sip.

In an instant, a hiccup sounded in his throat.

He froze there, and the people around were terrified, thinking their Demon Emperor had met with trouble.

"Are you rebelling? You dare to poison the Demon Emperor." The soldiers shouted angrily, spears in hand, ready to attack that demon officer.

The demon officer trembled all over, his face pale. He thought he had seen others drink this thing with no problem, why did it go wrong here? If it really was poison, even ten lives wouldn't be enough to compensate.

"Wait." Taiyi Shen finally spoke, allowing the kneeling demon officer to breathe a sigh of relief.