A Great Regret

"I thought you were aware of this matter, fellow Daoist."

Upon hearing Fang Zelin's question, Yunzi revealed a hint of doubt.

She felt that Fang Zelin's cultivation was extremely high, and he must know more about cultivation than she did.

Surprisingly, Fang Zelin was unaware of this matter.

Fang Zelin was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and seeing that the other party was unaware of this matter, he frowned for a moment.

The fate of cultivators must be of great importance.

How could the other party not know about this?

Fang Zelin himself was unaware of this matter, entirely because his cultivation period was still short.

The other party has been cultivating for much longer than I have, so how could they not know about this?

After pondering for a moment, Fang Zelin felt a little strange. "Although I don't know anything about this matter of luck, it seems familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere before."

Fang Zelin pondered carefully, quite certain that he shouldn't know anything about this.

But for some reason, it sounds somewhat familiar.

It was as if he had heard about this concept of luck somewhere before, but upon closer inspection, he couldn't recall where he had ever heard of cultivators' luck.

"Oh?"

Yunzi frowned upon hearing this.

After pondering for a moment without finding the key point, he then spoke up.

"This matter is of utmost importance; it is essential to inform other fellow Daoists about it."

At this point, Yunzi immediately beckoned Wu Ling was standing to the side, to come over.

"You have received guidance from your fellow Daoist and have gained much insight. You need to return and cultivate diligently for several months. For now, go back and inform your fellow Daoists at Dinggui Mountain about this matter, and then focus on your cultivation in the mountains for the time being."

Yunzi could see it clearly as well.

He knew that before this, his disciple had received much guidance from the other party.

Now is the time for quiet cultivation, so he simply dismissed his disciple.

Upon hearing this, Wu Ling felt a pang of reluctance, though it wasn't that she coveted being by Fang Zelin's side.

She inexplicably liked the current Qi Refining.

Therefore, I am somewhat reluctant to leave.

However, given that his master had given the order, Wu Ling dared not refuse. After nodding in agreement, he took the two demons that his senior sister had captured from her hands.

They were taken back for questioning.

Based on what we just learned during the interrogation, it seems the other party wasn't lying.

Just to be on the safe side, we still need to take the other party back for further interrogation.

Once Wu Ling left, the matter here was considered closed.

The group returned to a spot not far from the village to rest for the night.

The main concern is that the pangolin might harbor some malicious intent.

The sun gradually set in the distance, and the evening glow dyed the area red. After the sun had completely disappeared below the horizon...

At the distant mountain peaks, a stunning red glow painted the landscape, creating a truly beautiful scene.

Fang Zelin stood in front of the big tree, watching the red streak in the distance gradually fade away, his hands behind his back, holding a wine gourd in his hand.

Only after the last blush had faded did she sip the wine in her hand.

The disciples of Rising Tide Valley behind them had already lit the bonfire.

Looking back at Fang Zelin's retreating figure, a hint of curiosity arose in her eyes.

"Is this how you always cultivate, senior?"

Wu Qing looked at Zhenke beside her and asked quietly.

This senior's path of cultivation seems to be somewhat different from what they had imagined.

Over the course of their time together, they noticed that when this senior was cultivating, he mostly enjoyed the scenery around him.

He, however, seemed quite carefree.

I just don't know if this kind of practice is truly effective.

"I think so?"

Upon hearing this, Zhenke thought about it carefully and then replied somewhat uncertainly.

To be honest, she wasn't entirely clear on this point either.

The main reason is that she hadn't actually known Senior Fang for very long.

Therefore, she didn't know much about what Senior Fang was like on a regular basis.

"Compared to that, senior sister, I'm still more tempted by the fine wine in your hand, senior."

The junior sister standing to the side glanced at the fine wine in Fang Zelin's hand and then whispered something.

Her eyes were filled with longing.

When I was traveling with this senior, the scent of wine lingered on him.

Every time she passed by this senior, the aroma of the wine made her swallow hard.

Upon hearing this, Wu Qing turned to look at her junior sister, about to say something, but saw that the other junior sisters were all nodding in agreement.

Looking at Wu Qing, he couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.

These little gluttons!

"The fine wine in the gourd of the elder is a divine brew, its taste utterly captivating."

Seeing everyone talking about the fine wine in Fang Zelin's gourd, Zhenke immediately said, then whispered, "Moreover, Senior, there's more than one kind of fine wine in your gourd."

"There are Asparagus Tuber Wine, Clear as Empty, and All Things in Spring, etc. Each one has a very different flavor. I heard from my elders that the other fine wines are made using the Clear as Empty method of repeated brewing."

Seeing Zhenke counting the fine wines in Senior Fang's hands as if they were her most treasured possessions.

Upon hearing this, a group of Rising Tide Valley disciples swallowed hard.

Fang Zelin had already turned around and, listening to Zhenke's words, couldn't help but find them somewhat amusing.

With a flick of his wrist, he drew a thin, transparent thread from his gourd.

Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that this is indeed a bottle of liquor.

"Half the matter here is settled, so it wouldn't hurt to have a drink with you all."

There were no other demons nearby, so even if these disciples were a little drunk, they wouldn't be in any danger.

The reason I didn't offer these disciples a drink earlier was mainly because I was worried.

Some of these disciples are not good drinkers, and they would cause trouble if they got drunk.

There's not much to worry about right now.

Hearing what the senior said, and then seeing the fine wine in front of him turn into spheres of water floating in front of him.

The cultivators were overjoyed upon seeing this.

I've been craving this fine wine from my predecessors for so long, and now I can finally have a taste.

Overjoyed, she didn't care about anything else. After thanking Fang Zelin, she took a piece from a nearby tree, made it into a cup, poured the contents into the cup, and savored it.

A gentle sensation entered my throat, and after savoring it carefully, I felt a lingering sweetness.

Upon sensing this, the disciples' eyes lit up.

Just as Zhenke said, it would be a great regret in life not to taste such a fine wine!

I looked down at the wine in my glass and couldn't resist taking a sip.

The taste of the liquor continued to spread in my mouth, making me reluctant to swallow.