Within the main hall.
Li Zhōujūn and Emperor Fúmèng sat facing each other.
"This wine is an old vintage I've treasured for many years. Three cups can knock out an Eternal Eleventh Stage cultivator, while half a bottle can leave an Eternal Twelfth Stage cultivator drunk. I'll fill your cup for you, Benefactor!"
As Emperor Fúmèng spoke, he brought out a fragrant bottle of old wine and poured it into the cup before Li Zhōujūn.
"Thank you." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
"What are you thanking me for?" Emperor Fúmèng glared. "If not for you, Benefactor, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have been able to smell this wine today."
Li Zhōujūn smiled without replying.
After three rounds of wine.
Only then did Emperor Fúmèng look drunkenly at Li Zhōujūn. Seeing that Li Zhōujūn's expression remained unchanged after drinking, he couldn't help praising him. "Benefactor, you can really hold your liquor!"
"Not at all, not at all." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
This wine was extraordinarily potent. If not for Li Zhōujūn's Fifty-Fifty ability, then with his Eternal Eighth Stage cultivation, drinking this wine would have left him stone-cold dead after just one drop.
"By the way, didn't you say, Benefactor, that you needed my help with something?" Emperor Fúmèng asked Li Zhōujūn in confusion.
Li Zhōujūn nodded. "I have a friend at the Eternal Eleventh Stage whose body has been eroded by the power of a Demon God Remnant Soul. I need Your Excellency's help to dispel it."
Emperor Fúmèng was stunned at first, then burst out laughing. "Benefactor, you're joking with me, aren't you? Isn't this little matter something you could solve with the lift of a finger?"
Li Zhōujūn shook his head. "I still need Your Excellency's help with this matter."
Seeing that Li Zhōujūn didn't seem to be joking, Emperor Fúmèng