Chapter 47

At this.

The Wine-Fighting Monk did not grow angry.

He merely uttered a Buddhist name, his face calm as he spoke.

"Amitabha. Donor He, to slander our Buddha so wantonly is to have broken the precept against wrath."

"Better to return with me to Yunzhou Shaolin and face the wall in contemplation, so as to obtain the Buddha's forgiveness, and in due time ascend sooner to the Western Paradise."

Hearing these words.

He Zudao curled his lip in undisguised contempt.

The longsword in his hand tilted slightly horizontal.

"Enough talk — let's settle it with steel!"

Before the words had faded.

The atmosphere in the field, which had only just eased a little, once again grew taut as drawn bows.

"Just what I wished for!"

The Wine-Fighting Monk nodded slightly.

Watching the battle about to resume.

The onlookers all tightened their concentration, fixing their full attention on them.

This was a battle between Land Immortals!

They might not encounter such a thing again in a lifetime — they could not afford not to treasure it!

It was also at this moment.

Another sudden change arose!

In the void.

A bold and unrestrained voice, free-spirited yet brimming with heroic abandon, abruptly rang in the ears of everyone present.

"Sword in hand, the mortal world is madness; with wine, I stride up to the azure sky. I play among the stars and wrestle with sun and moon; drunk, I lie upon the clouds and laugh at the human world. Ha ha, fine wine, fine wine indeed!!"

034 — Showing Off Before the Crowd: Li Taibai's Moment of Glory! (Begging for flowers, begging for tips)

What master is this now??

Almost instantly.

The melon-eating crowd in the field all grew curious in their hearts.

This birthday banquet truly has been one twist after another!!

Suddenly!

The Wine-Fighting Monk, Zhang Sanfeng, and the other Land Immortals all raised their heads in unison to look at the roof of the Purple Firmament Hall.

There, Li Taibai in a robe of white lay half-reclined on the roof.

One leg crossed over the other, a gourd of wine in his right hand, he tipped it contentedly into his mouth.

That carefree bearing, paired with his wild and unrestrained air.

He looked like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world!

A master!!!

In a single glance.

Whether Zhang Sanfeng or the Wine-Fighting Monk and the others.

Their pupils all contracted sharply in unison!

A storm surged in their hearts!

And deep in their eyes, there flickered a thread of horror!

It was because they discovered.

That they could not fathom the other's depth at all!

For a moment.

Both sides, unsure whether Li Taibai was friend or foe, were so startled they dared not act rashly.

Looking again at the field.

Noticing that Li Taibai had, with nothing more than his entrance, awed six Land Immortal experts.

The melon-eating crowd, while shocked, secretly began to guess at Li Taibai's identity.

And the atmosphere that had been thick with killing intent, taut as drawn bows.

Had now grown utterly still.

'Ha ha ha, the Grand Dragon Head's verse is truly top-tier in flair!'

'It was well worth waiting until now to make my entrance!'

Taking in everyone's reactions.

Li Taibai, who on the surface still held his pose.

Was already laughing uproariously inside.

This showing off before the crowd — simply perfect!

From now on, I'll have something to brag about in front of the Miss!

Especially once today's deeds spread through the jianghu.

Finding a Miss to drink with will be all too easy!!

Just as Li Taibai was still sinking, unable to extricate himself, into his wild fantasies.

As if something had occurred to him.

Zhang Sanfeng cupped his fist in salute from afar and said in a clear, loud voice.

"Are you the Poetry Sword Immortal, one of the Three Absolutes — the Green Lotus Sword Immortal, Li Taibai, Fellow Daoist Li?"

Once these words were spoken.

The crowd was instantly shocked.

Especially the melon-eating onlookers present!

They were naturally no strangers to Li Taibai's name!

But why could the other party make even Zhang Zhenren and the Fighting-Wine Monk — such terrifying existences — wear such solemn expressions?

Wasn't the Green Lotus Sword Immortal's reputation all bluster? The kind with absolutely no battle record to back it up!

But now it seemed, something was a bit off!!

"A mere empty reputation, all thanks to the rivers-and-lakes friends' favor, and the contrast provided by many peers."

Li Taibai smiled faintly and modestly waved his hand.

But that smile, one he could barely keep from splitting his face, was practically shouting, 'Keep talking if you know how to talk!'

It left the crowd utterly speechless.

They couldn't help secretly muttering curses in their hearts.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, an existence on the verge of entering the Heavenly Being Realm.

Couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice.

"May I ask, Fellow Daoist, what is the purpose of your visit to Wu Dang?"

Zhang Sanfeng took two deep breaths, calming his emotions.

Hearing him ask about the purpose of the visit.

At this moment.

Whether it was the Fighting-Wine Monk and the others, or the melon-eating onlookers, they all tacitly pricked up their ears.

Hearing this, Li Taibai put away his smile, his face turning solemn.

Then he rose, stepping from the rooftop one step at a time onto the void, walking down unhurriedly and unhurried.

That scene — where clearly there was nothing, yet he seemed to tread on stairs.

Instantly stunned the crowd!

Each and every one goggled in shock!

In the originally silent-as-a-falling-needle field, one after another, the sound of sharply drawing in cold breaths rose and fell!

On every person's face.

Hung an expression full of disbelief!

At the same time.