The Pulu Battleship swayed with the river tide. Though Xie Xuanyi had left the banquet, the feast continued.
Top deck.
King Youhai, Chu Lin, had already drained three jars of wine, yet he remained brimming with vigor.
As long as one reached the Qi Refinement realm, one could channel primordial qi and force the wine out of one's body... in other words, any cultivator could achieve the so-called ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.
But Chu Lin had not used primordial qi to dispel the alcohol.
He simply had an enormous capacity for drink.
Thus, Jiang Qihu could only drink along with him. Though Jiang Qihu's tolerance was not poor, after several rounds, King Youhai had drunk him into exhaustion.
"Your Highness, we cannot drink any more."
Jiang Qihu held his forehead and said gravely, "Drinking too much will delay important matters. If my teacher finds out, he'll scold me."
"It's nothing."
Chu Lin smiled. "This is Azure Prefecture. No matter how all-powerful your teacher's reach may be, can he know what happens in Azure Prefecture from a thousand miles away?"
He really could.
Ye Qinglian, who had been drinking alone at the side, suddenly uttered three words. "Primal Chaos Monitor."
The Primal Chaos Monitor watched over the national fortune of Great Chu!
With the aid of such a mighty artifact, though the Little National Preceptor remained in the imperial capital, he still knew the affairs of the world!
Jiang Qihu cast the woman a grateful look.
"Miss Ye, that was rather unfair of you."
King Youhai smiled. "If you scare Brother Qihu away, wouldn't drinking alone become terribly dull?"
"Your Highness, let us discuss business first."
Ye Qinglian had little patience. She lightly tapped the tabletop, indicating that it was getting late.
She had not boarded