Chapter 2950: The Wine Daoist

Ye Zhangqing was busy in the Fire Room, with Bai Hua Xianzi and several girls helping, so it was much easier.

After so many years of coordination, the several girls were already very familiar with many matters of the Fire Room and Ye Zhangqing's habits.

The only trouble was that Eternal-grade Ingredient, but with prior experience, it was also quite easy.

At the same time, elsewhere, inside an independent space, such an independent space located in Shenjie could be said to be as safe as possible.

Even among the innate races, an existence of old ancestor level could not possibly sneak in silently.

Therefore, talking here is the safest.

The five old ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe were all looking at this Feather God Tribe old ancestor before them with strange expressions.

After hearing the other's words, the five of them only had one thought: this guy is crazy.

Killing two Feather God Tribe old ancestors in one fell swoop—aren't you cutting off your own arms? You really aren't thinking of the bigger picture at all.

The madness of this plan made the five old ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe unconsciously suspect whether there was a problem here.

Only when this Feather God Tribe old ancestor, to show sincerity, willingly took out many secrets of the tribe and even his own divine feathers did the five finally have a little trust.

"You…… have you Feather God Tribe always been this crazy?"

Even the Barbarian God Tribe, as mortal enemies, now finds the Feather God Tribe's inner workings unbelievable—how can there be so many matters?

Moreover, even the damn old ancestors can be dragged into this.

You should know that even for the Barbarian God Tribe, the tribe is based on clans; over the years, the various clans have competed and attacked each other, and such occurrences are not few.

But it's not as chaotic as the Feather God Tribe, let alone the fact that even old ancestors are involved.

The five great old ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe have never cared about these matters.

However, speaking of this, it is definitely a good thing for the Barbarian God Tribe.

First, the conditions offered by this Feather God Tribe Elder are truly generous, leaving no reason to refuse.

Second, it can greatly weaken the Feather God Tribe's strength; if this succeeds, the Barbarian God Tribe will no longer need to fear the Feather God Tribe's threat.

Joke aside, the five old ancestors directly killed two, and even the two strongest factions in the tribe were uprooted.

This is equivalent to directly weakening the Feather God Tribe's strength by nearly one-third.

That is definitely a blow to the bone, far more than a mere superficial injury.

The negotiations went fairly smoothly; when everyone finished talking, Ye Zhangqing's side had also just prepared the food.

Everyone sat together around the table, ready to eat.

Such a Dà xǐshì, with delicious food there must be fine wine; the five old ancestors of the Barbarian God Tribe were not stingy at this time, directly taking out their stored fine wine.

With delicious food and fine wine, Hong Zun's eyes went straight.

Ye Zhangqing's cooking needs no mention; moreover, having this fine wine that outsiders hardly ever get to drink is the icing on the cake.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone present was stronger than him, Hong Zun would have probably already taken a sip.

This fine wine and food, we really came at the right time.

Some could hardly wait, but fortunately the several old ancestors didn't waste words; after the main matters were settled, naturally they let loose eating and drinking.

As an old ancestor of the Barbarian God Tribe signaled for everyone to start eating.

Hong Zun was not polite at all, gulping down the cup of fine wine in one go.

The wine's aroma was rich; as someone well-versed in this way, Hong Zun instantly sensed its extraordinariness.

Then paired with Ye Zhangqing's delicious dishes, it was simply an enjoyment fit for immortals.

He couldn't stop, really couldn't stop; only see Hong Zun holding a cup in one hand and chopsticks in the other, eating happily and drinking in a daze.

"Come, have another cup."

At this moment, just after finishing a cup with that Feather God Tribe old ancestor, one of the Barbarian God Tribe Elders was about to reach for the wine but found the wine jar empty.

Hmm???

Turning his head, he saw Hong Zun, at some point, had lifted the entire wine jar and was gulping it down.

"How did you lift the wine jar?"

Seeing Hong Zun's obviously drunk appearance, this Barbarian God Tribe old ancestor had a strange look.

"We're all sitting at the same table, can't you hold back a bit?"

As for that, Hong Zun, face flushed red, satisfiedly let out a belch, obviously a bit heady, laughing with a grin.

"Um, sorry, I got excited for a moment and couldn't hold back."

Hmm???

Seeing this, that old ancestor was helpless but said nothing, then took out a new jar from his person.

Today being happy, I won't bother with these things.

I never expected that this wine is indeed not vulgar, absolutely deserving of the title of a contemporary fine wine.

And precisely because of that, when the wine's potency hit, Hong Zun found he couldn't dispel it with his Línglì.

With his cultivation, drinking such immortal-brewed fine wine really gets him heady, the kind that can't be dispelled.

Once he's heady, the wine worms in his belly are completely out of control.

Hong Zun drank more and more excitedly, unable to stop; the second jar, each of the several old ancestors drank three cups, and then Hong Zun finished it off.

One person alone drank nearly two jars, and even the several old ancestors stared wide-eyed.

Previously, that Barbarian God Tribe old ancestor now said with an even stranger expression.

"Your alcohol tolerance is this good?"

That old ancestor naturally could see that, with Hong Zun's little cultivation, he fundamentally couldn't dispel the potency of this immortal-brewed wine.

So saying, this guy has been relying on his alcohol tolerance to tough it out; after nearly two jars, he looks like he could still drink.

And the dizzy-headed Hong Zun, naturally also not backing down, hearing this, he hehed and laughed outright.

"This is just the beginning; I started drinking in my early teens, and I've never gotten drunk in my life."

Huh???

Listening to Hong Zun's big talk, this Old Ancestor also became interested.

He himself was a lover of wine; otherwise he wouldn't have collected so much fine wine. Seeing Hong Zun like that, he immediately took out another two jars of fine wine and said with a laugh.

"Then let's try this wine again; I'll drink with you."

"Let's try it."

Immediately, the two ignored everyone else and started drinking.

Seeing this, the remaining four Barbarian God Clan Ancestors looked strange, and the father of the Iron Peak Clan Chief even whispered to Ye Zhangqing.

"Little Ye, this guy Lao San is famous for his wine; he's been like that since his youth. Can your companion handle it? Moreover, this immortal brew is quite potent—although it has many benefits, if your cultivation isn't enough, forcing yourself to drink it can also cause harm, so don't end up getting into trouble from drinking."

"Wine that can catch the eye of five Old Ancestors is naturally not simple; although it has many benefits, the prerequisite is that you must be able to withstand it."

"If you can't withstand it, those many benefits can turn into harms; at that point, not only will they not help your cultivation realm, they will even damage you."

"Even exploding to death is possible, let alone having your belly burst open by that terrifying Línglì."

"So several Old Ancestors were also worried and said to Ye Zhangqing, 'What's the point of fighting with just this level of cultivation?'"