Chapter 1702: Come on, come on, let me help you two find your memories

After downing a cup of wine, Ah Cheng and the other person both unconsciously flushed red on their faces.

This wine and the food just now are completely different experiences.

Ye Zhangqing's food is simply delicious; the first bite makes you unable to stop, you just can't put it down.

But this immortal brew, when you first take a sip, feels a bit uncomfortable, even a little spicy.

But as you slowly experience it, it also gives a feeling of lingering sweetness.

Ah Cheng and the other person had never drunk alcohol before; they had never seen this stuff, so they didn't know how to describe it.

Anyway, they found it novel; at first they didn't like it, and even felt a bit uncomfortable.

But gradually, this indescribable feeling made them feel comfortable.

Moreover, it made them involuntarily recall the earlier sensation.

The four of them downed a cup; Ye Zhangqing poured more wine while taking the chance to speak.

"Actually, the matter between you two isn't a big deal at all, and there's no deep blood-sea grudge between you."

"Just over a trivial remark, you've fought for years, even costing the lives of many brothers—do you think it's worth it?"

Ye Zhangqing earnestly advised, never expecting that the first thing after entering the Xianmen would be to act as a peacemaker.

Xu Jie beside him also chimed in agreement.

"Yeah, it's a sesame‑seed‑sized matter; look, you're still getting angry over it after all these years—what's the point?"

"In my opinion, why not use this cup of wine to shake hands and make peace? It's not a big deal."

Hearing Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie's words, Ah Cheng and the other person drank another cup, and the red flush on their faces deepened.

But they still spoke firmly.

"Impossible; unless he apologizes by killing himself, I will never let this go."

"Nonsense; killing you would give the same result."

"Then come try."

The two remained unyielding, about to argue again; Ye Zhangqing helplessly raised his wine cup and could only urge them to keep drinking.

While drinking, they barely managed to stop the quarrel; otherwise they'd be ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

Over a simple remark, neither would back down, insisting on a fight to the death—as if the matter couldn't be settled unless one died.

Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie were at a loss, so they could only keep drinking.

Actually, with the four of them at their cultivation level, this immortal brew could never get them drunk; a casual use of spiritual power would dispel it outright.

But Ah Cheng and the other person, drinking alcohol for the first time, naturally didn't know that.

Under Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie's steady pace of cup after cup, the two only felt their heads inexplicably growing heavy and dazed.

The scene before them began to spin; even looking at Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie produced double images.

Their thoughts grew ever more fuzzy, and their speech became slurred.

"Huh... why are there suddenly so many people? And they all look exactly like you."

"You bastard, what trick is this?"

Not only when looking at Ye Zhangqing and the others, but even when they looked at each other, Ah Cheng and the other person saw double images.

Even sitting cross‑legged on the ground, their bodies swayed, as if they might topple over at any moment.

Seeing the two unknowingly end up like this, Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie exchanged a glance—had they drunk too much?

Ye Zhangqing and the others had been a bit drunk earlier, but after casually circulating spiritual power through their bodies, the alcohol's effect was mostly dispelled, so far they've remained quite sober.

"I forgot they're drinking for the first time; they probably don't know how to dispel the alcohol's effect."

Seeing the two obviously drunk, Ye Zhangqing finally realized and said with a strange expression.

Before, he hadn't thought of this, but now the two drunkards didn't need Ye Zhangqing to raise a cup—they knew to lift it and drink on their own.

And after drinking, they even knew how to pour from the wine jar.

Watching the two, who though drinking for the first time were becoming ever more practiced in their motions, Ye Zhangqing and Xu Jie wore complex expressions.

Is drinking really etched into our bones?

On their first drink, how do they start looking so familiar? Those practiced moves—who would guess these two are drinking for the first time?

Moreover, as the wine kept entering their stomachs, at some point they began to get together.

They put their arms around each other's shoulders, faces flushed, eyes glazed, and spoke in a slurred voice.

"Let me tell you, back then I said that just offhand."

"I know; I was just looking for an excuse to have a drink with you."

"You sneaky bastard, haha."

"Who let you sneak‑attack me before? But after all these years of fighting, we've developed feelings—going a few days without seeing you feels off."

"Me too."

"Isn't this what the book calls 'no fight, no acquaintance'?"

"No fight, no acquaintance? Exactly, that's us."

These two idiots are probably drunk to the point of amnesia, saying whatever they don't even know; seeing this, Ye Zhangqing's mouth twitched, while Xu Jie beside him had at some point picked up a memory stone and was pointing it at Ah Cheng and the other person.

"Third Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm keeping it to help them find their memories once they sober up; Junior Brother, you don't need to persuade them—they've already said it all themselves."

Hearing that, Ye Zhangqing gave Ah Cheng and the other person a strange look, as if what Xu Jie said were indeed true.

Under the influence of the alcohol, they babbled on, and now they're actually hugging each other.

They talked about brothers and all sorts of nonsense; the gist is that they've developed feelings, and after all these years of fighting, they're as close as the blood‑brothers described in books.

Their speech lacked logic, but the general meaning could still be understood.

Watching the two say such things, Ye Zhangqing's eyelid twitched.

After saying all that just now, it was useless, and then after two cups of wine went down, these two guys just agreed among themselves?

Before they were shouting about self-blame and suicide, swearing they wouldn't stop until death, and now they've hooked up? Calling each other brothers.

Watching the two speak more and more outrageously, Ye Zhangqing's face darkened, while Xu Jie beside him grinned and said.

"So, junior brother, I usually let you go with me to Dao One Holy City to have fun, but you don't go."

"Do you know there are two moments when it's easiest for men to deepen their bond?"

Huh???

Upon hearing that, Ye Zhangqing looked at Xu Jie suspiciously, while Xu Jie said with a mysterious look.

"Women and alcohol are the bridges of men's feelings; having either one can instantly deepen men's feelings; if you have both, becoming sworn brothers is no problem."