The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Chen Dong turned to Mu Qingzhu. He couldn't read anything on her face, as lovely as a lotus, so he sent her a sound transmission. "My constitution had just awakened back then, and I couldn't control it properly. Please forgive me for the offense, Fairy!"

The 'awakened constitution' was, of course, a lie Chen Dong had fabricated. Mu Qingzhu was clearly powerful, and she hailed from the famous Wangyou Sect. Chen Dong preferred not to make an enemy of her if he could avoid it.

"Hah! I'll get my revenge for this sooner or later!" came Mu Qingzhu's reply via sound transmission, making it clear she wouldn't let the matter rest.

Chen Dong's brow furrowed. From her message, he could tell this woman wasn't as tranquil and pure as her appearance suggested.

'If she wants revenge, let her try. I'll deal with it when it happens.'

With a wave of her wide sleeve, Chu Yan Zhenren caused seven Cyan Cloud White Jade Cups to appear before the three of them. The wine inside looked like divine nectar.

Chen Dong used his True Qi to pull up a white cloud and knead it into a cushion. He sat down on the cloud cushion and began to drink.

The wine's aroma was incredibly faint; one had to focus just to catch a hint of it. But the moment it touched his lips, an overwhelming alcoholic strength slid down his throat, and Chen Dong's entire face flushed red instantly.

It wasn't harsh or spicy, yet its potency was exceptionally pure, threatening to pull one into drunkenness in a single moment.

This sixth-floor wine was truly extraordinary. Chen Dong immediately circulated his True Qi to break down the alcohol's potency. In response, his Eleventh-Layer Qi Cultivation realm was instantly saturated with True Qi.

Chen Dong suddenly felt uncomfortably bloated, overcome by a feeling of drowsiness and nausea.

Feng Wei, her own face flushed, mocked him. "Just a Qi Refining Stage cultivator and you dare to drink the wine from the sixth floor? Even with a freakish constitution and extraordinary talent, you'll be drunk for three months!"

Chu Yan Zhenren didn't leave this time, instead watching Chen Dong with keen interest.

As for Mu Qingzhu, she took a sip, stealing glances at him while she refined the alcohol's potency.

Chen Dong was like a wine barrel filled to bursting. For this particular wine, a Qi Refining Stage barrel was simply too small.

Worse, the barrel was welded shut. He couldn't find a path to break through and expand his capacity; the wine was simply being forced into him.

Chen Dong complained silently. 'Is this something you can drink for three hundred Spirit Stones? The Qixia Sect must be taking a massive loss on this deal.'

And this was indeed the case. For every Cultivator who challenged the tower and reached the sixth floor, the Qixia Sect suffered a massive loss. They made a small profit on the first five floors, but a single cup of wine on the sixth floor cost over five hundred Spirit Stones to produce.

This wine not only contained an exceptionally high amount of Spiritual Qi, but when empowered by the Washing Door Spirit Array, it became a miraculous aid—and a benchmark—for Pill Retainers. Anyone who could finish one cup would avoid forming a Mixed-grade Golden Core, achieving at least the Ninth Grade. Two cups meant Eighth Grade... and anyone who could drink all seven was guaranteed to form at least a Third-grade Golden Core.

Just as Chen Dong was in extreme discomfort, a Fire Phoenix Illusion appeared behind Feng Wei, spreading its wings as if to take flight. With a triumphant expression, Feng Wei raised the second Cyan Cloud White Jade Cup and downed it in a single gulp.

A white Divine Light radiated from Mu Qingzhu, reflecting off the clouds and making her look even more like a celestial fairy. The blush on her cheeks gradually receded. With clear eyes, she opened them and lifted her second cup of wine.

After the two women had each finished four cups, Chen Dong still hadn't even taken a second sip.

Feng Wei lifted her fifth cup and snorted. "So much for that!" She then glanced at Mu Qingzhu. "It seems you're half a step behind!"

Mu Qingzhu shook her head slightly. "I haven't drunk it yet, so how can you claim victory? Besides, your Dragon and Phoenix Technique breaks down the alcohol's potency more easily than my Wuyou White Jade Skill. Even if we tie, it counts as your loss!"

Feng Wei's delicate eyebrows furrowed. "Then watch closely!"

With the cry of a phoenix, the illusion behind her suddenly solidified, its wings spreading as if to soar proudly through the heavens. In a flash, Feng Wei downed the remaining three cups. The Fire Phoenix's divine flames spilled forth, staining the white clouds crimson like a vibrant sunset.

Mu Qingzhu frowned. "Isn't that cheating?" Then, with a flick of her hand through the air, the contents of the last three cups of Drunken Immortal Brew shot out, merging into a single droplet of wine. She caught it with her delicate fingers and brought it to her crimson lips.

Instantly, her elegant face flushed a fiery red. She let out a small burp and declared with a drunken air, "We finished together, so that counts as your loss!"

Feng Wei, also fighting the alcohol's effects, retorted, "I was a few breaths faster than you! I won!"

Mu Qingzhu, looking a bit dazed, shook her head. "A few breaths don't count. You cheated by drinking them all at once, so you lose!"

"How do a few breaths not count? Faster is faster, even if it's just by a second! You lost!"

"You're just making stuff up! You lost, you lost!"

"I did not!"

"Yes, you did!"

As they faced off, they suddenly turned in unison to Chu Yan Zhenren.

"Martial Aunt, you be the judge! Which one of us won?!"

But Chu Yan Zhenren didn't answer them. Her eyes were wide, fixed on Chen Dong in utter shock.

The two followed her gaze to find Chen Dong downing one cup of Drunken Immortal Brew after another, emptying all the Cyan Cloud White Jade Cups.

Mu Qingzhu clapped her delicate hands over her mouth. "Does he have a death wish?"

Feng Wei snorted derisively. "He saw us finish and got desperate, I suppose. Risking his life just to steal the spotlight!"

Chu Yan Zhenren focused her senses and shook her head. "No. The alcohol's potency is breaking down with incredible speed, yet there's no sign of him breaking through to the Twelfth-Layer Qi Cultivation. How strange!"

Mu Qingzhu and Feng Wei were stunned. "Twelfth-Layer Qi Cultivation! He's cultivating the Extreme Dao?"

Chu Yan Zhenren nodded. "I can sense he's still at the Eleventh-Layer Qi Cultivation."

Feng Wei gave Chen Dong a thumbs-up, her voice filled with admiration. "You have my respect. I, Feng Wei, also considered the Extreme Dao for a long time, but in the end, I didn't have the courage to take that step!"

Mu Qingzhu, on the other hand, simply bit her lip, her expression complex.