The Eccentric Wine God Peak-Fan Jianqiang

Jiu Wu: "..."

Holy Son: "..."

Dan Chengzi: "..."

Whether it was Jiu Wu, the Holy Son, or even Dan Chengzi, they all came full of confidence, believing that they could never lose again!

But what was the result?

I lost so much I questioned the meaning of life!

The Spirit Stone flowed like water into Qi Zixiao's Storage Bag.

The Holy Son, who originally thought he was invincible in the art of mahjong, remained expressionless and couldn't utter a single word.

At first, Dan the Fatty was considering whether to hold back and give Qi Zixiao and Jiu Wu some face, but now his eyes are practically bulging out of their sockets.

Jiu Wu couldn't help but start to question the meaning of life!

Who am I? Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

Am I really that bad at the game?

Seeing Qi Zixiao win again, Jiu Wu couldn't help but glare and yell, "Again!!!"

"Uncle-Master..."

Qi Zixiao interrupted softly, "Five rounds have been completed..."

"Then let's play five more rounds!"

"Good."

Qi Zixiao said, "You're offering me Spirit Stone, so I have no reason to refuse, right? Besides..."

It's fun to stomp on newbies, and it's even more fun to keep stomp on newbies!

Qi Zixiao suddenly realized that she seemed to have grasped the essence of happiness.

At that very moment, inside Wine God Peak, Lu Ming was somewhat bewildered.

The so-called Wine God Peak is naturally Jiu Wu's 'fiefdom', and he even named it himself, proclaiming himself the God of Wine.

After picking up Lu Ming early in the morning, Jiu Wu left him on Wine God Peak and had his third disciple look after him, while he himself remained engrossed in playing mahjong in the Alchemy Room.

An apprenticeship ceremony?

Sorry, it's not that complicated. In Jiu Wu's opinion, it's just a matter of saying a few words.

At this moment, Lu Ming looked at the almost deserted Wine God Peak, except for the vicinity of his residence, and found his Third Brother who was busy brewing wine. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Fan, how many senior brothers are there on our Wine God Peak?"

"Just me, and your Second Brother. Oh, but your Second Brother drank my new wine yesterday, and I don't know where he got drunk."

Fan Jianqiang, with his thick eyebrows, big eyes, and honest and simple appearance, stopped what he was doing and said earnestly, "But Little Junior Brother, you don't need to worry. I estimate that your Second Brother will show up in a few days asking for wine. I'll introduce you to him then."

Lu Ming: "...???"

Is the relationship only between three people?!

"Wait a minute, where's the Eldest Senior Brother?"

"Alas, drinking leads to trouble! Back in the day, your Eldest Senior Brother drank a few too many cups and was assassinated, his life extinguished..."

Lu Ming: "...!!!?"

So, it seems my senior brothers are a mixed bag: one got tricked and killed because of his excessive drinking, another is always drunk and no one knows where he is, and the last one just knows how to brew wine?!

And then I thought of Jiu Wu's disheveled appearance and how he reeked of alcohol...

Lu Ming felt his intelligence had been insulted!

What?!

What happened to our master being a big shot in the Purple Mansion Holy Land? This guy doesn't look like a big shot at all! This family is clearly a bunch of drunkards!

He was both amused and exasperated. "Then, senior brother, what is the cultivation technique of our Wine God Peak...?"

"Cultivation techniques? What cultivation techniques? Whatever you want to learn, just go to the Scripture Pavilion and get it!"

"Our Direct Disciple of Wine God Peak, those below the sixth level, may freely enter and exit!"

Fan Jianqiang shook his head and said, "But junior brother, how come you don't have any cultivation at all?"

Lu Ming: "..."

I do want to cultivate, but I heard that the Ten Thousand Stars Art is most suitable for me, so I haven't started cultivating it yet.

He couldn't say these things, of course, but asked, "May I ask, senior brother, how do I get to the Scripture Pavilion?"

"Fly over there!" Fan Jianqiang said matter-of-factly. "You don't expect me to walk there, do you? That's quite a distance."

I...

Lu Ming nearly vomited blood.

Can I fly?

Even if I could, I don't know where it is!

Pooh!

This Wine God Peak is so unreliable! And that Purple Mansion Saintess, she's a complete disaster! She was supposed to be a Purple Mansion Grandmaster, but... never mind!

In 'Little Lu Ming's' mind, he felt like he had stumbled into a den of thieves...

"No, I have to save myself!"

He pondered, "I need to find a way to stand out from the crowd and obtain the Ten Thousand Stars Art. Only in this way can I find my enemies and avenge myself!"

"The entire Lu Family Village, with its 318 members, is burdened with blood debts and must pay the price in blood!"

"But..."

His eyes lit up. "This Wine God Peak seems pretty good too."

"My master doesn't care about anything, and my senior brother has nothing to do all day, so no one takes care of me."

"Lu Yao said that as long as I can obtain the Ten Thousand Stars Body, with my physique, I can rise to the top without any bottlenecks!"

"It's actually more convenient for me to figure things out on my own since no one is watching me. It wouldn't be good if I were constantly being managed by my master."

"In that case, Wine God Peak is actually the most suitable for me..."

Thinking of this, Lu Ming calmed down.

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it. This senior brother may be unreliable, but he's at least familiar with the Purple Mansion Holy Land. I can get as much information as possible from him and then gradually begin to plan my strategy..."

Lu Ming filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Fan Jianqiang, who was standing to the side, patted Lu Ming on the shoulder, making the latter jump. "Junior brother, what are you thinking about?"

"Senior Brother Fan, I'm wondering how I can get to the Scripture Pavilion and choose a cultivation method that suits me."

"You want to cultivate?"

"Yes!" Lu Ming nodded.

Fan Jianqiang shook his head and said, "What cultivation? This world is far more dangerous than you imagine."

"Look at our Eldest Senior Brother, he was once a prodigy, ranking among the Ten Disciples, but what happened... sigh!"

"If you ask me, you should just stay on Wine God Peak. With your senior brother here, no one will dare to bully you!"

"As for immortality... I can't help you with that, but with my Spiritual Wine and fine brew, it's no problem for you to live for two or three thousand years."

"Isn't it good to live a carefree life and enjoy thousands of years of happiness?"

"If one truly embarks on the Immortal Path, things are alright within the holy land. Even if there are battles, no one will die. But once you leave the holy land, danger lurks everywhere!"

Fan Jianqiang spoke earnestly, and Lu Ming was deeply moved after listening.

"It seems I misunderstood Senior Brother Fan. Although he seems unreliable, he is actually a kind-hearted person. Perhaps... he was just heartbroken by the dangers of the Cultivation World and the death of Eldest Senior Brother?"

"But I am destined to walk the Immortal Path!"

He said solemnly, "Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Fan, but I am only focused on the Dao... I would appreciate your guidance."

"Focus on the Dao, but what is there to ask about?"

Fan Jianqiang rolled his eyes. "Fine, if you want to ask about the Dao, that's fine too. I have a pot of Spiritual Wine here. I'll take you to the Scripture Pavilion whenever you finish it."

"Ah?"

Lu Ming was taken aback, but Fan Jianqiang had already handed him a gourd.

"I... will drink!"

It's just a pot of wine, what's there to be afraid of?

He took the gourd, opened it, and immediately began gulping down the wine to show his determination, and then...

Glug glug glug...

The wine in this gourd seemed endless.

After a guzzling of water, Lu Ming collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolling back in his head.

"Another one who's not afraid of death. Why did you even want to cultivate immortality? We finally got a junior brother..."

Looking at Lu Ming, who was passed out drunk and unconscious, Fan Jianqiang shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Besides, do you really think my wine is that good? This whole gourd could probably fill a small lake."

"When you can finish this gourd of wine, you'll have some ability to protect yourself. Then you can be more secure on the Immortal Path."

"Sigh, as the senior student... I'm really worried about everything!!!"

"Alright, let's just leave him in the room to sleep for a couple of days. I reckon he won't wake up for more than two days."

After throwing Lu Ming into the house, Fan Jianqiang continued brewing wine.

Occasionally, you can even hear it muttering to itself...

"Cultivating immortality? Immortality? What a load of rubbish!"

"It's better to enjoy life leisurely. Spending so much energy and countless years practicing those spells, what's the point? Does anyone really think they can be invincible? If you're not invincible, it's all for nothing in the end..."

"I'll just brew wine, who's going to bother me?"

Bright Moon Peak.

Ten rounds have been reached.

Dan Chengzi was lucky and finally won a hand thanks to a winning hand.

Jiu Wu was no longer just glaring and blustering; now, without a single beard, he was squatting on a bench like an old monkey, constantly scratching his ears and cheeks, and occasionally taking a swig of wine.

The Holy Son also failed to win a single hand. He thought he was expressionless, but in reality, his face was already quite pale.

No one could stand this situation!

He thought he had become invincible after several days of hard training, but as soon as he came out of seclusion, he was instantly killed and utterly humiliated.

The fact that his mentality hasn't collapsed already shows that his Dao Heart is firm.

"Want to come again?"

"I..."

"The Great Way is fifty, and the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine."

This time, before Jiu Wu could speak, the Holy Son calmly said, "Since the Great Dao is not yet complete, I cannot waste too much time on this plaything."

"You may continue, but I must return to the peak for seclusion..."

The Holy Son is gone.

His passing was incredibly tragic!

I came with an invincible belief, and at the time I felt that my mind was more open and my ideas about cultivation were much more flexible.

But now...

Flexible my ass!

I'm lucky I didn't die of frustration. The inspiration I finally found vanished in an instant.

Dan Chengzi blinked. "Then... how about I leave too?"

Qi Zixiao looked at Jiu Wu: "What do you think, Uncle-Master?"

"I... I'll play again next time."

Jiu Wu also started to back down.

While it's true that he was blinded by defeat, he's not stupid. It's foolish to keep fighting when you clearly can't win.

Besides, after a Jiu Wu's thought... hadn't he already achieved his goal?!

Why did we have to play a few games with Qi Zixiao? Wasn't it to learn from her chess skills? Now... I've clearly learned a lot, I'm old enough to graduate!

With our current chess skills, beating our senior brothers and sisters is a piece of cake.

With this thought in mind, how could Jiu Wu possibly continue?

Lian hurriedly left, preparing to go and fight with his senior brothers and sisters for several days and nights.

But halfway there, he turned back.

"Zixiao, give me a few more of your 'cell phones'. I need to get a few for my good-for-nothing disciples so they can contact me if anything happens."

Jiu Wu asked for a few "cell phones" and then left.