"Keep drinking?"
Wang Tong's eyes widened. He had thought Lu Ren would drink only a dozen or so pots, never expecting him to keep going.
Wang Guo gave a smile that never reached his eyes and said sarcastically, "Senior Brother Lu Ren, Dream-Severing Heart-Tying Wine really has killed people. If you drink yourself to death, we can't take responsibility!"
Lu Ren was outrageously arrogant. He had actually declared he would keep drinking. Even Wang Guo's father would not dare claim he could drink Dream-Severing Heart-Tying Wine without stopping.
The more of this wine one drank, the more terrifying its effects became.
Only someone whose Divine Sense had reached level 140 or above could ignore its effects.
But level 114 Divine Sense was already comparable to that of a Divine Venerable.
"I wouldn't gamble with my life. This wine really is good!"
Lu Ren smiled faintly.
Dream-Severing Heart-Tying Wine could strengthen his Spiritual Origin. Naturally, he would not pass up such a fine opportunity.
Once Spiritual Power had been cultivated into Divine Sense, advancing even a single level was no easy feat.
"Since Junior Brother Lu Ren can drink, let him drink to his heart's content!"
Wang Tong smiled.
The tavern's manager immediately had ten pots of wine brought over.
Lu Ren picked up the pots and poured them into his mouth one after another. The immense force of the wine surged into his mind, where the Chaos Sky Grinder crushed it bit by bit into pure spiritual energy for his Spiritual Origin to absorb.
Soon, all ten pots were in his belly, and Lu Ren's Divine Sense rose to level 102.
"Good wine! I want more!"
Lu Ren laughed.
Seeing Lu Ren's normal complexion and not the slightest sign of drunkenness, Wang Tong was secretly astonished. He had never expected