Lin Fan was puzzled and fell into deep thought.
The man in white looked at Su Chen, his expression outwardly calm, but inwardly, a storm was raging. How could I not see through him? Could this person be stronger than me?
Holy crap!
No way?
How could such a powerful figure appear in such a small place?
The man in white felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart sank heavily. "I don't believe such a powerful figure would appear here without reason. There must be a reason. And he even seems to have taken Xiao Fan as his disciple—what is his purpose? Will Xiao Fan be in danger?"
If I fight him, I'm afraid I'm no match for him. Should I call Sister Xue'er? But Sister Xue'er is busy with that matter and doesn't have time. Damn it, what should I do? Oh well, if this person really harms Xiao Fan, then even if it costs me my life, I will protect Xiao Fan!
The man in white stopped thinking about it, a smile appearing on his face. He took the gourd from his waist and shook it. "Fellow Daoist, would you like to have a drink with me? This wine of mine is the finest; no wine in the entire universe can compare!"
At the Yingtian Academy, under a pavilion, Su Chen, the man in white, and Lin Fan sat together.
The man in white exuded a free and unrestrained air as he reached out and pulled out the gourd stopper. Instantly, a rich and Human Heart aroma of wine filled the air, so enticing that it seemed almost tangible, making the surrounding air fragrant and intoxicating.
He tilted the gourd slightly, and a crystal-clear, amber-colored liquid flowed out like silk, splashing into the glass and creating delicate bubbles until the glass was full.
Lin Fan, standing to the side, stared intently at the wine in his glass, drool dripping from his mouth. He had a gut feeling that this wine was absolutely amazing, far heavenly materials and earthly treasures he had ever seen! He was certain that a single sip would produce astonishing results.
"Fellow Daoist, please." The man in white looked up at Su Chen, smiled slightly, and gestured with his hand.
Su Chen nodded calmly, his right hand with its distinct knuckles slowly grasping the wine glass, bringing it to his lips with unhurried movements. His nostrils flared slightly as he took a deep breath of the rich aroma of the wine, then drank it down. The wine flowed freely in his mouth, its mellow taste dancing on his taste buds.
Lin Fan's throat bobbed, and he felt his mouth and tongue were dry.
"How do you feel, fellow Daoist?" the man in white asked with a smile.
Su Chen nodded calmly, "It's alright."
"Is it just alright?" the man in white said in a low voice. In the past, others who drank his wine would rave about it, but Su Chen only said it was alright. Could it be that he had drunk better wine than his?
"Um... senior, could you pour me a cup too?" Lin Fan couldn't wait any longer and asked.
Upon hearing this, the man in white snapped out of his daze, looked at Lin Fan, smiled slightly, then poured a few drops of wine into the glass and explained, "It's not that I'm stingy, but the power contained in this wine is too strong. You can't withstand it yet. These few drops are already your limit."
Lin Fan was initially puzzled, but after hearing the white-robed man's explanation, he nodded in understanding. He could indeed feel the energy fluctuations in the wine, and if he drank too much, he would definitely not be able to withstand it and would eventually explode and die.
"Thank you, senior." Lin Fan expressed his gratitude, and then, without waiting, he drank the few drops of wine in his cup in one gulp. The wine, as it passed down his throat, carried a slight burning sensation that spread throughout his body. Immediately afterward, he felt as if a flame had been ignited in his abdomen, and the intense heat spread rapidly through his meridians like wildfire.
Lin Fan's face hardened, as if a thousand troops were galloping through his body. His internal organs trembled slightly under the impact of this force, and he couldn't help but groan.
"Sigh, young people are so reckless. I told you to drink it drop by drop, but you drank it all. You'll be in for a world of hurt now," the man in white said, shaking his head.
Su Chen watched this scene without saying anything, took another sip of the wine in his cup, and felt no adverse effects after swallowing it. For someone of his cultivation level, this wine naturally had no effect.
At this moment, Lin Fan's skin glowed with a strange luster, and the blood vessels under his skin bulged slightly, like small green snakes, pulsating with the power within his body. Beads of sweat the size of beans seeped from his forehead, instantly evaporating and turning into wisps of white mist.
The power within his body surged like a tsunami, constantly impacting the barriers of his cultivation realm. Lin Fan felt as if he were in the eye of a storm, being pulled and ripped apart by a powerful force. His bones cracked and popped, and every inch of his skin tensed up.
Suddenly, a muffled roar resounded within Lin Fan's body. The shackles that had been binding him shattered instantly, and a vast power erupted, shaking the heavens and earth and stirring up gusts of wind.
Immortal Sovereign Realm Second Layer!
Third Level of the Immortal Sovereign Realm!
Immortal Sovereign Realm Fourth Layer!
Just a few drops of wine were enough to allow Lin Fan to break through three realms in a row, which is enough to show that the power of that wine should not be underestimated. If Lin Fan had drunk another drop just now, his body probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it. The amount he drank was just right!
Lin Fan took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and exclaimed excitedly, "My god, this wine is incredibly potent! It actually allowed me to break through three minor realms in one go!"
His gaze unconsciously drifted to the gourd, his eyes gleaming with intense light.
"Don't even think about it. If you drink any more, not only will your body not be able to handle it, but your foundation will also become unstable. Young man, it's best to know when to stop," the man in white said with a smile.
Lin Fan withdrew his gaze, then clasped his hands in a respectful bow, "Thank you for the wine, senior. I am already content."
"Senior?" the man in white smiled. "You should call me uncle."
"Huh?" Lin Fan was completely dumbfounded upon hearing this, unable to recover for a long time. Finally, he realized what was happening, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but take a step back. His eyes were fixed on the man in white, and he said in a trembling voice, "You... you're my uncle?"
"Hmm!" The man in white nodded, then pricked his finger, and a drop of scarlet blood floated out and hovered in the air. At the same time, when Lin Fan saw this drop of blood, the blood in his body boiled like boiling water, as if cheering, and with a hint of intimacy.
Lin Fan was struck dumb. His bloodline could resonate with the man in white, which meant that the two were related by blood and the man in white was indeed Lin Fan's uncle!
"Little one, you've had a tough time these past few years, haven't you?" the man in white said with a complicated expression.
Lin Fan clenched his fists, lowered his head, and remained silent.
"Sigh." The man in white sighed deeply, then said, "Your parents didn't abandon you here on purpose. They had important matters to attend to and had no choice but to leave you here."