A Tea-Drinking Contest

Excluding Western Kunlun and the Heavenly Court, Guan River Mouth was the most perfectly constructed secret site that Zhang Xuezhou had ever seen.

This secluded place is surrounded by water on all sides, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and pavilions, towers and palaces are scattered around, making it extremely well-built.

Compared to this, the secret site of the Lord of Mount Tai is like a slum, even with the latest renovations by Zhang Xuezhou and others. The secret site of Shanglin Garden, built by the imperial court, is also far inferior.

Has the True Lord recently engaged in any killings?

A white dog led the way, followed by Zhang Xuezhou and the others.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, the group saw a pavilion overlooking the water, where seven people were sitting cross-legged, fishing with fishing rods.

Normal fishing hooks are curved, but the hooks used by the seven people are straight and have no bait.

This fishing method can only catch some stupid fish. Zhang Xuezhou even stood on tiptoe to look at everyone's fish baskets. Li Tianwang asked directly, while Jinzha and Muzha were no longer as casual as before, but more reserved.

"Who's coming here? It's none other than Li Tianwang!"

All seven turned around at the same time. The handsome young man sitting in the middle glanced at Li Tianwang and spoke in a low voice.

The man was already quite handsome, but the other six people around him were either plain-looking or ugly. This contrast in appearance created a strong sensory impact, and even Zhang Xuezhou was taken aback, only to find that the other man was exceptionally handsome.

"The Heavenly King has arrived just in time!"

The man spoke calmly, causing Li Tianwang's expression to change drastically.

"I am here to visit the True Lord with the help of Shuo Xian from the Jade Void Sect, not to provoke him," Li Tianwang quickly said.

"Oh? Even the Heavenly King has to act as a middleman? When did the Mi Luo Palace add another person?"

The man's gaze fell on Li Tianwang, then swept over Jinzha and Muzha, causing the two to bow in unison and call out "Brother Yang Jian!"

"I thought it was Nezha following behind, but it turns out to be a new friend!"

Yang Jian slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Zhang Xuezhou, before politely cupping his hands in greeting.

He doesn't stand on ceremony with acquaintances and is casual in his interactions with Li Tianwang and others, but he is now strictly adhering to etiquette. Clearly, he is unsure of Zhang Xuezhou's background and abilities and is therefore treating him with caution.

"Serve tea!"

He waved his hand, and the two ugly men who had been fishing with him immediately jogged off.

Fellow Daoist Yang!

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the other person, unsure whether to adopt a superior or approachable stance.

This Erlang True Lord is completely different from Li Tianwang and others. Zhang Xuezhou had met Li Tianwang several times. Li Tianwang seemed arrogant, but he had a superior above him, so he would be polite to people of the same level.

But Yang Jian's gaze was not filled with politeness, but rather with a scrutinizing and examining intent to assess the situation.

The other party seemed unconcerned about being a disciple of the Celestial Venerable or the prestigious reputation of the Mi Luo Palace.

Zhang Xuezhou pondered for a moment and could only use a more neutral term of address for the initial contact.

"I haven't seen an immortal with a single-character name in many years. Fellow Daoist, you must be a very capable person," Yang Jian said.

"If Fellow Daoist Yang is not satisfied with my immortal name, adding three or five characters is fine," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"How can a celestial name be changed so easily?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.

"It's just a name. Call me whatever you want, even if you call me Xiaotian, it's fine," Zhang Xuezhou said, shaking his head.

"Good heavens! Good heavens! You're even trying to steal a dog's name! How could you do this? I am Xiaotian! Don't mess around!"

Yang Jian looked surprised and hadn't replied yet, but the white dog that Zhang Xuezhou had used as a scapegoat couldn't help but jump up and down, running back and forth around the group, clearly unhappy that its name was being used by others.

"Have some tea!"

Yang Jian ultimately did not dwell on the name.

He took the tea tray that had been handed to him, placed it on the stone bench in the attic, and then gestured to invite everyone to have some tea.

Sigh~

Li Tianwang sighed, and Jinzha and Muzha carefully held a cup of tea, then sat down and slowly sipped their tea.

Zhang Xuezhou also held his cup, glancing at everyone. He felt as if they were drinking poison, but Yang Jian remained expressionless, taking a sip of his tea.

"This tea is interesting!"

Zhang Xuezhou took a sip and felt a bitter taste instantly surge into his heart, followed by a tingling sensation throughout his body.

Before he could even savor it, the Poison Repellent swept through his body, fading away both the bitterness and the tingling sensation.

The unpleasant tastes faded, leaving a pleasant aftertaste, accompanied by a feeling of recovery in the body's Qi and Blood and Law Power.

Such natural heavenly materials and earthly treasures that restore the body's Qi and Blood and Law Power are rare. If one can withstand the negative effects of tea, this is an invaluable spiritual tea.

Zhang Xuezhou gave a thumbs-up, then drank it all in one gulp.

"If this is interesting, would you like another drink?" Yang Jian said with a smile.

"However many cups Fellow Daoist Yang drinks, I'll drink that many cups with him," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist, you're so generous! Serve some tea!"

Yang Jian exclaimed in surprise, then gestured for someone nearby to quickly hand him a teapot and pour him tea.

"Please!"

"Please!"

"Dry!"

"Change to a bigger bowl!"

"Happy!"

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhao Tianhua had a drinking contest, but he never expected to experience a similar situation himself.

This special tea was also used for competitions and contests.

Zhang Xuezhou was not averse to poison. His body was depleted of Law Power and needed to be restored. He Grain Avoidance Instruction compress his energy and did not care about the amount of tea he drank.

After changing to a large bowl, he drank twelve bowls of tea in succession. His complexion only appeared somewhat rosy, but watermarks had already appeared on Yang Jian's face, indicating that he was clearly somewhat dehydrated.

"Impressive skill! Could you please bring me twelve more bowls?" Yang Jian exclaimed.

"I'll drink as much as Fellow Daoist Yang needs to drink!"

Zhang Xuezhou gestured, and Yang Jian gave him a wink. Immediately, the people behind him all went down to work.

Some people brought large pots to boil water, some brought water vats, some carried several precious rosewood brocade boxes containing tea, some carried firewood, and some even opened their mouths to breathe fire, igniting the wood.

"My stomach has limited capacity; if I drink like this, I'll only force out tea. I'll untie myself and drink to my heart's content with you," Yang Jian said.

"Fellow Daoist, please demonstrate your abilities!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, and then Yang Jian's body swayed, his nearly two-meter height instantly transforming into a ten-foot height, and his loose robe was torn, revealing his extremely muscular upper body.

A hand, several times larger than before, reached down, and the large bowl transformed into a small butterfly in its grasp.

Yang Jian pointed to the water vat, indicating that the two of them should take the vat and drink to their hearts' content.

"No problem!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He possessed the Grain Avoidance Instruction and transform water into other substances, while Yang Jian manifested a physical body.

After the body expands several times, the tea consumed previously becomes negligible, and the stomach can hold more tea.

The amount of water stored in the stomach is not the point; the point is the toxicity and benefits of tea.

While a body may be immune to toxins and avoid them, it cannot eliminate benefits; the positive effects will eventually become a burden on the body.

In the end, this tea-drinking competition boils down to testing the limits of each person's physical training techniques.

Yang Jian, who had attained sainthood in the physical body, was clearly extremely confident, and Zhang Xuezhou was equally unfazed.

"I've heard that Fellow Daoist Yang is proficient in the Eight-Nine Mystical Art, which are all-powerful. This trip will certainly broaden my horizons," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Don't think I, Yang, am trying to trick you with some kind of mystical skill. This is simply my body in its normal state!"

Yang Jian, now ten feet tall, blushed slightly and offered another explanation.

"I need to use profound techniques to bind my body before I can function like an ordinary person," Yang Jian said. "Profound techniques have forged my body, but I haven't yet used their mysteries. It's rare that you've achieved such success in body refinement, fellow Daoist. Let's drink to our hearts' content, each relying on our physical condition. Whoever uses Technique Method or Divine Ability will lose!"

"That's exactly right!"

Zhang Xuezhou reached for the teacup, ignoring the scalding hot tea inside, and drank heartily.

Yang Jian blinked, then looked at Zhang Xuezhou's belly and his body, which hadn't overflowed with water. In the end, he had no choice but to take the large vat and drink tea repeatedly.