This Wine Has a Problem

Xuanyuan's mind stirred, and Dijiang, Jiu Feng, Six-Eared Macaque, and others appeared before him.

"Big Brother, congratulations!"

Xuanyuan, with a face full of smiles, offered continuous congratulations.

Dijiang and the others exuded sharp auras, their cultivation all having advanced to the late stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

Especially Dijiang and Zhujiuyin, their prowess was evident, clearly not far from breaking through to the peak Daluo Golden Immortal stage.

Dijiang let out a hearty laugh, "We can break through in such a short time, all thanks to Brother Xuanyuan!"

"Big Brother is right, Qianyuan Palace is simply a cultivation sanctuary. We've decided, we're staying here from now on and not returning to the tribe!"

Zhurong looked at Xuanyuan and asked with a smile, "Brother Xuanyuan, you don't have any objections, do you?"

Xuanyuan waved his hand, "What objections could I have? I'd be overjoyed if my brothers stayed with me on Qianyuan Mountain!"

"Splendid!"

Gonggong sidled up to Xuanyuan, "I'm not leaving either. Brother Xuanyuan, I don't have any other requests, just one thing: don't run out of Maozi!"

"There'll be plenty of Maozi!"

Xuanyuan waved his hand grandly, taking out dozens of bottles of Maozi and distributing them to Dijiang, Zhurong, Gonggong, and the others.

Zhurong and Gonggong, the two drunks, eagerly began drinking after receiving the Maozi from Xuanyuan.

After just one sip, both of their pupils contracted sharply, and they immediately felt the difference.

"Brother Xuanyuan, there's something wrong with this wine!"

Zhurong stared at Xuanyuan with his large, bell-like eyes.

Gonggong nodded frantically, "Zhurong is right, there's definitely something wrong with this wine."

Zhurong and Gonggong's words immediately startled Xuanyuan, who asked in confusion, "What do you two brothers mean by that?"

The Maozi he had taken out were all System sign-in rewards; there was no difference between them.

Dijiang glared at Zhurong and Gonggong, asserting his elder brother's authority, "You two fools, you get rowdy when you drink too much. Everyone knows Brother Xuanyuan's character. How could there be anything wrong with the Maozi he brought out? Hurry up and apologize to Brother Xuanyuan!"

"Big Brother, we haven't drunk too much. This wine is indeed problematic!"

"Yeah, it's different from the Maozi we've drunk before!"

The Zhurong and Gonggong brothers defended themselves with wronged expressions.

The Maozi they were drinking this time was indeed different from before.

While the previous Maozi were also delicious, brewed from top-grade Spirit Veins and containing rich energy that greatly aided in cultivation, they seemed to lack a certain flavor.

Especially after advancing to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, they tasted somewhat bland.

However, in the entire Primordial World, there was no better wine than Maozi.

For those who enjoyed drinking, having something to drink was good enough.

They naturally wouldn't be picky.

But the Maozi they were drinking now was full of flavor.

One sip was endlessly delightful.

Seeing their insistence, Xuanyuan also became a little suspicious. He simply opened a bottle of Maozi, "Let me try it!"

After just one sip, Xuanyuan's expression changed drastically.

Zhurong and Gonggong were right.

There was indeed something wrong with this wine.

It wasn't that the quality had worsened, but rather that it had improved.

A rich wine aroma filled his taste buds. Just a small sip made one feel ethereal and intoxicated.

"Good wine!"

Xuanyuan couldn't help but sigh.

He wasn't someone who was fond of drinking. When alone, he almost never drank.

Even he was completely won over, unable to resist taking a few more sips.

Dijiang and the others were first stunned, then they all opened the Maozi in their hands and started drinking.

"It truly is good wine!"

"Brother Xuanyuan, this is unfair of you. With such good Maozi, you kept it hidden. You're not being a good friend!"

"Yeah, good things should be shared. You should have brought out such good wine sooner!"

Dijiang and the others stopped scolding the foolish Zhurong and Gonggong. While continuously downing Maozi, they grumbled at Xuanyuan.

The rich aroma of wine filled the surroundings.

Six-Eared Macaque and Kong Xuan, along with the other two, smelled the wine and couldn't stop swallowing. They looked at Xuanyuan with longing eyes but didn't dare to ask for any.

Especially Six-Eared Macaque, monkeys are naturally fond of wine, and he was already impatiently scratching his ears and cheeks, pacing back and forth on the ground.

Xuanyuan glared at his disciples with amusement, "What's the rush? You're all so disrespectful. You don't even greet your martial uncles when you see them. Have you no manners at all!"

"Master is right to scold us!"

Six-Eared Macaque, Kong Xuan, and the other six patiently bowed to Dijiang and the others, respectfully calling out, "Greetings, Martial Uncles!"

If it weren't for the constant swallowing of saliva at the corners of their mouths, they would have looked quite presentable.

Now it was Dijiang and the others' turn to feel awkward.

Since Six-Eared Macaque and the others had called them Martial Uncles, they had to give some gifts.

However, most of the good things they had were given by Xuanyuan.

Besides that, they really didn't have anything else to show off.

Xuanyuan was happy to see this unfold, and even fanned the flames from the side, "Look at you all, acting like you've never seen the world. Your martial uncles are the Ancestor Witches of the Witch Clan, leading billions of witches. Even a little something leaking from their fingers would be a treasure you've never seen before. Are you afraid your martial uncles won't have anything good to give you?"

"You brat, stop talking nonsense!"

Dijiang, Zhurong, and the others glared at Xuanyuan, constantly forcing wry smiles.

Six-Eared Macaque and the others were Xuanyuan's disciples, which made them their juniors.

Logically speaking, they should have given gifts when they first pledged allegiance in the Pangu Temple.

But Xuanyuan hadn't mentioned it at the time, so they had forgotten.

Now that Xuanyuan had brought it up, they couldn't pretend to be oblivious anymore.

Furthermore, none of them had taken disciples, making Six-Eared Macaque and the others the only juniors in their lineage.

With these juniors looking at them expectantly, they couldn't just casually hand over some trash to fool them.

Even if Six-Eared Macaque and the others didn't say anything, they would still feel embarrassed.

After much deliberation, Dijiang and the others exchanged glances and finally made a decision.

Dijiang looked at the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird and said with a smile, "Your greatest strength is speed, but relying solely on talent when your strength is weak is one thing. Now that you've broken through to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, relying on that talent alone won't give you much of an advantage. Since you've become Xuanyuan brother's disciple and call us Martial Uncles, we naturally won't be stingy. This is some of my insights into space, which should be helpful to you. I'll give it to you now, so you can study it carefully!"

Dijiang handed the Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird a jade slip, which recorded his insights into space.

Such a generous gift was no small matter.

After all, in the Primordial World, dangers were everywhere, and everyone's insights into cultivation were hard-earned and incredibly precious.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird was very tempted but dared not make a decision on his own. Instead, he looked at Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan was also startled.

He hadn't expected his elder brother Dijiang to offer his insights into the laws of the Great Dao of space as a gift. He quickly stepped forward to dissuade him, "Brother, I was just joking, you can't take it seriously. Quickly take it back!"

"I'm not joking!"