Slightly Tipsy

Wang Xuan's heart was in his throat. Then, he suddenly leaped forward and grabbed Fang Yuzhu.

"What are you doing?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him, her black hair loose, her eyes deep, and then she smiled, like a flower bud blooming in the morning glow after the rain, fresh and radiant.

She shook her head with a smile and said, "You're worried I'll jump? It's not the right time yet, not today. If I jump into the sea now and go with it, those people won't let you go; they'll come after you."

"Then I'm relieved, Sister Fang. We still have time. It's not time to despair yet. Let's go back to the present world first." Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, truly afraid that she might jump away.

"Then why don't you let go?" Fang Yuzhu looked at him, her beauty radiant and otherworldly. She turned away from the sea and walked towards the rusty mothership in the distance.

Wang Xuan wasn't embarrassed at all. He was trying to save someone in a moment of crisis, so what was wrong with holding the hand of a peerless expert? He only let go after walking a while. It was better than dancing with Old Zhang in the Three Dreadful Piles.

The Supernatural Light Sea faded away, coming from nothingness and going to the unknown. The decline of mythology was inevitable, leaving everyone standing here in silence for a long time.

"There are still one or two more chances." The young man presiding over the auction in the bar, known as Old Mu, spoke up, gazing intently into the dark Cosmic Void where the sea of light had vanished.

This turning point was orchestrated by many prominent figures working together. There may be another opportunity three months or six months from now.

Fang Yuzhu looked into the distance, choosing to take that step again next time!

The Supernatural Light Sea disappeared, and the suppression of the mortal world descended once more. Without the rules of mythology, everyone felt bound, and their strength was still far from that of an Earth Immortal.

In this area, most people are around the third or fourth level of the Carefree Journey.

Now, with the God Slaying Banner in his hand, Wang Xuan was no longer afraid. Looking at the Divine Dragon Luo An, whose tail had been severed, in the distance, he felt an urge to rush up and slay the dragon.

However, after thinking about it, he decided against it. Since the fighting had already stopped and a group of people were watching, if he went too far, it might provoke public anger.

Most importantly, the Divine Dragon with the severed tail was not Luo An's true form. These old monsters were all extremely cautious and dared not easily step out of the Lost Land.

"Ten Stages, don't lose my business card. You can use it to come find me at Mingyuan Land of Passage in the future!" Zhang Qifan said, his eyes filled with eagerness as he looked at Wang Xuan.

Then, without making a sound, he glanced at Fang Yuzhu, still thinking about how to recreate a new kind of human, using science to analyze mythology and Extend Life of the extraordinary.

Inside the massive mothership, in the Time-Space Bar, the host, though called Old Mu, looked very young. He had a buzz cut, and his bright red hair was sparkling. He dressed in a modern style, with earrings, a nose stud, and even Golden Nail about an inch long embedded in his forehead.

"Don't underestimate him. I have a rough idea of his identity. He is likely the only junior brother of the old emperor of the demonic cultivation lineage. He has been missing for more than two thousand years. He must have broken away from the behind the Great Curtain and is hiding in some forgotten place."

Fang Yuzhu secretly revealed the host's identity.

Wang Xuan was moved. The emperor of the orthodox demonic cultivation lineage that Mo Si had been searching for actually had a junior brother, whom he had unexpectedly encountered in this Time-Space Bar!

"His three Golden Nail are only slightly weaker than the God Slaying Banner. In the era when the laws of mythology were at their strongest, the three nails could freeze time and space and kill peerless powerhouses."

Upon hearing these words, Wang Xuan was speechless. He had previously thought that the man was an atypical human being, too unconventional, but he never expected that the three nails had such an extraordinary background.

"Fairy Fang, you've kept this a secret from us for so long. Including this time, you've come three times now, each time concealing your aura. If it weren't for this major commotion and you using your ultimate technique, we wouldn't have known it was you," Old Mu said, walking over with a smile.

He handed Fang Yuzhu a small wine cup and said, "Here, this is the Time-Space Token. Next time you come, you can use it to enter this place through a special node."

"This young man is truly remarkable! His battle at the bottom of the sea was so moving that it moved us all. It's such a pity that he was born in this era; it's so unfair to him. Otherwise, he would definitely be a 'Super Peerless'!"

Old Mu expressed his deep regret, shook his head, then smiled and handed over a small wine glass, which contained the so-called Time and Space Token.

He explained that both these small wine glasses and the Time-Space Bar in the mothership are products left behind by the Vanished Super Mythological Civilization.

In various parts of the universe, there are special spacetime paths that allow people to travel from different places to these places. These paths can be considered shortcuts and facilitate gatherings of some of the most powerful individuals.

"Normally, we would hunt down any intruders after the bar party, so we apologized to Fairy Fang for the first two times. We were just following the Rules and didn't know it was you," Old Mu explained.

In fact, even without the Time-Space Order, no one wanted to besiege Fang Yuzhu and Wang Xuan. Hadn't they fought enough just now?

Even that Ten Stages madman had bloodlust and killed many people's clones underwater, so Fang Yuzhu was even more so; no one wanted to be her enemy.

"It was agreed beforehand that the Time-Space Bar had prepared a prize: a pot of Celestial Immortal Drunk's Wine. I think there's no need to say anything more; I'll just give it to Fairy Fang." Old Mu smiled.

He readily agreed, taking out a small wine pot emitting ethereal vapors, and said, "Celestial Immortal Drunk, the Great Elixir of the Primordial Spirit, is a medicinal wine left behind by ancient mythological civilizations. We have found the recipe and recreated it. It is Sacred Medicine for strengthening the body and nourishing the vital energy to resist the decline of mythology."

According to him, this medicinal wine has a delaying effect when the Exhausted Era arrives, making it extremely precious, but unfortunately, it still cannot change fate; what is destined to happen will still happen.

Old Mu cautioned. "It's better to drink it sooner rather than later. Our craftsmanship in restoring it is not up to par. In this environment where the extraordinary is fleeting, the spirituality of the medicinal wine is declining every day and cannot be preserved for the future."

"See you next time, everyone." The crowd set off and went their separate ways.

Wang Xuan and Fang Yuzhu also left, walking along the original path through the time tunnel. The wine glasses in their hands glowed, reflecting the spiderweb-like road.

High above the Old Earth, there is a so-called Sub-Moon Space, which resembles a blurry moon. It is a strange spatial node that leads to the location of the Time-Space Bar.

"After the extraordinary disappears, I wonder if this node will also close. I'm afraid we won't be able to find it again." Wang Xuan looked back at the hazy sub-moon space.

When I returned, it was still evening. The night was gentle, and the moonlight, like a thin wisp of smoke, fell, with a bright moon hanging high in the sky.

Fang Yuzhu returned the God Slaying Banner and the Silver Animal Hide to Wang Xuan. She resumed her original attire, with her black hair flowing, wearing a white shirt and trousers, looking like a sophisticated urban woman. However, they were now flying in the night sky.

"This wine should be fine, right? Let me taste it," Wang Xuan said, pouring some wine from the pot into the small wine cup-shaped space-time token.

The wine is emerald green in color, sparkling and luminous, like a faint flame flickering, and has an intoxicating fragrance.

"There's no problem. This wine is a powerful medicine that can enhance one's primordial spirit." Fang Yuzhu could tell from just one sniff that there was nothing wrong with the medicinal wine.

Then, Wang Xuan drank it down. Instantly, the clarity of the grass and trees, the mellowness of the wine, the lightness of a flying fairy, the fragrance of a hundred flowers, and the almost real wisps of supernatural power all surged up, making him relax completely and sweeping away the fatigue after the battle.

Furthermore, he felt that his primordial spirit was being nourished, as if his cultivation was being strengthened, and the resilience of his primordial spirit seemed to have been improved.

Fang Yuzhu was surprised and said, "For most people, the effects of drinking this wine would be Chang Ming. It seems that your own primordial spirit has evolved perfectly. Even with its nourishment, there are not many changes."

Wang Xuan shook his head, feeling somewhat intoxicated.

Fang Yuzhu also drank a small cup. After a while, she was slightly tipsy. Just as she herself said, she was not good at drinking, not referring to ordinary wine, but to this kind of immortal wine.

As for Wang Xuan, he was now somewhat unsteady. This so-called "Celestial Immortal Drunk" really was... capable of knocking people out and making him feel drunk.

Fang Yuzhu, who is not good at drinking, is actually stronger than him. His strength is undeniable, and he is only slightly tipsy.

Wang Xuan felt dizzy and everything was double-image.

"Sister Fang isn't drunk, but I am. How embarrassing!" He shook his head vigorously, needing Fang Yuzhu to help him up, which made him feel ashamed.

"Look, Old Zhang is a monster. He actually has three heads and is sitting on the big tree outside my house. When will he get rid of this voyeuristic habit?"

Wang Xuan pointed downwards. Although he was drunk, he still saw Old Zhang through his blurred vision and started shouting in mid-air.

"Holy crap, in the middle of the night, he's sitting with the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor. Are they drinking from the same cup? Why are their arms all entwined? Oh, am I drunk and seeing double?"

Below, Zhang Daoling's face immediately darkened. So-called Spiritual Heavenly Eye? What kind of lousy eyes are these? He was sitting here drinking, protecting their physical bodies, and that drunkard dared to insult him when he came back. He deserves a beating.

The Nether Blood Sect Ancestor clicked his tongue and said, "Did these two enter the Jade Pool and return drunk? I think even Fairy Fang is slightly drunk."

With two whooshing sounds, Zhang Daoling and the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor's primordial spirits left their bodies and flew into the sky, staring at the drunken Wang Xuan with unfriendly expressions, both wanting to beat him up.

"Has Zheng Yuantian arrived?" Fang Yuzhu asked, slightly drunk.

"A blurry figure appeared behind the curtain, but he only glanced at it before turning and leaving," the Nether Blood Sect Ancestor reported.

"It's Old Zheng. He notified the Bai Ye Demon Emperor. This is a diversionary tactic to harm me!" Wang Xuan shook his head vigorously to clear his mind. Zheng Jueshi was after his physical body.

"Where's Yanyan?" Fang Yuzhu asked.

Clearly, she was quite at ease, because she had made arrangements before her primordial spirit departed.

"The Demon Lord has placed your two physical bodies in the same room," Old Zhang told him solemnly.

"The Demon Lord's name is Yanyan?" The drunk Wang Xuan had a hard time concentrating, and his focus was actually on the Demon Lord's name.

Fang Yuzhu's beautiful face glowed faintly, but now her expression changed slightly. Slightly drunk, she swayed gently, her body undulating gracefully, as she quickly approached the residence below.

She knew all too well that when the demon was being willful, it could be a real headache. It had actually dared to tamper with her and Wang Xuan's bodies, which was simply asking for a beating!

"Yanyan, come out here!" Fang Yuzhu shouted from outside, her primordial spirit transforming into a figure accompanied by a rain of light as she quickly headed into the room.

"Yanyan, Demon Lord, the Red-clothed Demon Immortal, what did she do?" Wang Xuan, his tongue thick and his body swaying, followed along.