"Fellow Daoist, this jar in my hand is Dragon Bone Wine brewed from the bones of a Golden Immortal True Dragon for a million years. Let me offer you a cup."
The woman tenderly poured Xu Fan a cup of Dragon Bone Wine.
"Fellow Daoist, you and I are both Golden Immortals. At our realm, there are already very few wines that can bring us true drunkenness. Yet this jar of Dragon Bone Wine can intoxicate a Golden Immortal, as though one has fallen into the clouds."
"Fellow Daoist, do you seek a drunken dream?"
The woman also poured herself a jar of Dragon Bone Wine.
The dishes were proper dishes, the wine was proper wine, and for now, the woman before Xu Fan seemed fairly proper as well.
Her scheme seemed deeper than he had imagined, Xu Fan thought.
"Drunkenness is one thing, but if I become drunk in this unfamiliar place, Fellow Daoist, are you not taking advantage of the fact that I have only just entered the Immortal World?" Xu Fan raised his head and looked at the woman with a half-smile.
Yet in the next moment, his gaze was drawn to a flash of snow-white skin between the folds of her clothes.
Half-hidden, half-revealed, half-inviting—it was the most lethal kind.
But that snowy whiteness lasted only an instant. The woman then sat upright and proper across from Xu Fan.
"Fellow Daoist, this is an important Immortal World on the frontier of the Great Dry Immortal Dynasty. Saints stand guard here."
"Moreover, this place is not far from the Teleportation Hall. It is all under the control of the two Grand Unity Saints stationed there. Within this range, even if I wanted to do something to you, Fellow Daoist, I would not dare~" the woman said with