"Oh-ho, if it isn't Miss Gao's husband, the Trickster, Lord Chen-Chen Lin! What a rare guest!"
As Chen Lin walked into a tavern, the proprietor greeted him with a teasing remark.
"Manager Yu, you still have no tact."
After replying, Chen Lin found a table and sat down, unoffended by the teasing.
He could hardly afford to be offended, either.
This man was no ordinary tavern proprietor.
His name was Yu Tianji, known as the Wine Immortal, and he was a genuine Grandmaster, even more formidable than Gao Wenkong.
His wines were also extraordinary, sought after by countless martial experts, and enjoyed considerable fame throughout Three Mountains City and even the entire South Seven Prefectures.
"Waiter, a pot of Ice and Snow Melting."
Chen Lin called to the waiter.
There were several wines here, each with its own wondrous properties, but this was the only one that worked on him.
Drinking this wine made a person extremely languid, and their soul gradually "disintegrated." For other cultivators, it could very well be a lethal poison, but for him, whose soul had taken root, it offered certain benefits.
After soul rooting, he could not only withstand the wine's effects but also refine his soul through this process of "breaking and rebuilding."
It was something he had long sought in vain-a means of raising his soul level.
There was only one fly in the ointment.
Each refinement took a long time. He dared not let his soul become too weak, so he only came once every month or so.
Moreover.
Although this wine strengthened his soul, for the native martial artists it merely enhanced their essence, energy, and spirit, so its price was not outrageous.
"My lord, your wine."
The waiter soon brought the wine over.
He also asked, "Would you like something