bacchusnovels Chapter 209 Overlord Wine
Chapter 209 Overlord Wine
Within just a few days, all four villains died at the hands of Gu Qianbei.
If this were to become known among the martial arts world, they would likely be utterly shocked.
After all, these four people have quite a fearsome reputation.
Over the years, there have been people who wanted to kill these four to rid the people of this scourge, but they either lacked the strength or the opportunity.
The fact that they were all killed by Gu Qianbei is a testament to their strength, but also a bit of luck.
Just then, Master Yideng arrived at the scene while still engaged in battle with Kumārajīva.
Upon seeing Duan Yanqing's headless corpse, they were momentarily stunned.
died?
So fast?
It took less than fifteen minutes in total.
Kumārajīva was startled and looked at Gu Qianbei.
Only Gu Qianbei remained here, so it goes without saying who the killer was.
But this also shocked Kumārajīva.
How old is this kid?
He actually has the ability to kill Duan Yanqing?
Even he himself, though capable of defeating Duan Yanqing, would need to expend some effort.
This young man is no ordinary person.
"Amitabha."
Master Yideng spoke softly, and with a flash of lightness, he landed beside Gu Qianbei.
"Master, I'm sorry, I didn't hold back and killed this thief."
"It's alright. Good and evil are rewarded accordingly. Since he died at your hands, it was his fate."
This humble monk never expected that Young Master Gu's martial arts skills were so high.
To kill a Grandmaster with the body of a Grandmaster is a rare occurrence throughout history.
Master Yideng felt he needed to re-evaluate Gu Qianbei.
This young man will surely become a prominent figure in the martial arts world in the future.
Moreover, he's a powerful figure who can change the world with a mere gesture.
"This humble monk is unaware of when such a young master has appeared in the martial arts world of the Central Plains."
Could he be one of the "Northern Qiao Feng" and "Southern Murong"?
Kumārajīva asked curiously.
"My name is Gu Qianbei. I have met the National Preceptor of Tibet."
Gu Qianbei said softly.
Although Kumārajīva was a martial arts fanatic and acted in a rather domineering manner, he actually did not kill people.
His obsession lies in martial arts, and apart from that, he really does resemble a highly accomplished monk.
This is also an important reason why he was able to truly grow into a great monk after he broke free from his obsession with martial arts.
"It turns out he was appointed as the world's number one winemaker by the world's number one estate."
Little did this humble monk know, the world's number one brewer was also a martial arts master.
Kumārajīva smiled and then looked at Master Yideng.
"Master Yideng, today's competition was very enjoyable. Now that Duan Yanqing is dead, the agreement between that humble monk and him is naturally null and void."
However, this humble monk remains captivated by the Six Meridians Divine Sword of Tianlong Temple.
Three days later, this humble monk will personally go to Tianlong Temple to learn this divine skill.
Goodbye.
After saying this, Kumārajīva used his lightness skill to quickly leave.
Master Yideng watched him leave without chasing after him or saying a word.
"This Tibetan national preceptor is truly audacious; he dares to go to Tianlong Temple under these circumstances?"
Gu Qianbei asked in surprise.
"He's confident that we in Dali won't dare to make things difficult for him. After all, he's the Tibetan National Preceptor, and we in Dali really can't afford to offend him."
Master Yideng shook his head slightly.
Small countries are easily bullied; this is an age-old truth.
Master Yideng, being of royal lineage, naturally understood.
In terms of strength, there are people in Tenryu Temple who can defeat Kumārajīva, but no one dares to disregard their reputation and make a move.
Because Kumārajīva came to Dali as the National Preceptor of Tibet, he could be shameless, but Dali could not.
Of course, if a real war were to break out, Dali might not necessarily lose to Tibet.
However, the emperors of Dali were fond of Buddhism and disliked war, so they avoided conflict whenever possible.
They won't easily break off relations unless absolutely necessary.
Kumārajīva grasped this point, which is why he dared to be so presumptuous.
"Never mind that. How are the young master and Miss Zhong?"
Master Yideng asked.
"They are all in the room, and I have already given them the antidote."
Fortunately, they both managed to restrain themselves and did not commit incest.
"That's good."
Our journey through the Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities has now come to an end.
As for Duan Zhengchun and Zhong Wanchou, the battle was already over.
Duan Zhengchun subdued Zhong Wanchou with his One-Finger Divine Skill, but at that moment, Qin Hongmian and Gan Baobao reappeared.
Faced with the two men's advances, Duan Zhengchun almost lost control.
In the end, he had to resort to verbal skills to win them over.
If Master Yideng and Gu Qianbei had arrived any later, they probably would have gone to his bed to find him.
In short, everything went smoothly.
The Prince of Zhennan's Mansion.
Gu Qianbei took out a gourd of Ten Thousand Poisons Cinnabar Elixir and handed it to Cheng Lingsu.
After studying it for a while, Cheng Lingsu discovered that it could indeed cure all poisons, and felt that she had gained new insights.
It's unbelievable that such a wine exists in the world.
Gu Qianbei also did some research on her current physical condition.
After drinking the elixir of immortality, his body underwent significant changes.
The biggest change, of course, is that it makes one immune to all poisons.
Although they look no different on the surface, his flesh and blood have developed extremely strong resistance to toxins.
All toxins that are harmful to his body will be eliminated, or even absorbed.
Therefore, Gu Qianbei can be considered a kind of medicine at this time.
Drinking his blood and flesh can also detoxify.
With the successful brewing of the Myriad Poisons Crimson Elixir, a new recipe for the wine also emerged.
"Immortal Drink: Overlord Wine, taking a touch of chivalry and tenderness, wildflowers covering the mountains and fields, and forging it for seven days under the bright moon."
Effects: Within one minute, one sip of wine triples strength with no side effects. Two sips increase strength sixfold, but damages meridians. Three sips increase strength tenfold, but ruptures meridians, damages internal organs, and results in severe injury.
Note: These are all internal injuries; Night Rain Rejuvenation cannot repair them, only treat them slowly.
"Another divine drink!"
Gu Qianbei's eyes lit up immediately.
Since the last "Dream of the Yellow Millet," there hasn't been another recipe for immortal wine, but unexpectedly, one has appeared this time.
However, these materials all sound somewhat abstract, except for the one about gazing at the bright moon.
"The spirit of chivalry and tenderness should both be part of the martial arts world. As for these wildflowers covering the mountains and fields, what the heck? Are we looking for a flower field?"
Gu Qianbei was at a loss for what to do.
However, he wasn't in a hurry; he would take it one step at a time and figure out what would happen eventually.
His most important task right now is to break through the bottleneck of becoming a Grandmaster.
The Myriad Poisons Vermilion Elixir can still generate a considerable amount of internal energy, but whether it can help him break through to the Grandmaster realm is still uncertain.
However, even without the help of these wines, given his current state, it would take him at most half a year to break through to the Grandmaster realm.
To outsiders, this is already an extremely fast speed.
But for Gu Qianbei, who was used to getting away with things at his own pace, six months was obviously too long.
"The matter is almost settled, it's time to leave."
However, before leaving, you could try the "Dream of the Yellow Millet" again.
The one-month cooldown period is over; perhaps this time I can reap considerable rewards.
Thinking of this, Gu Qianbei sat on the bed, picked up the Cangguang gourd, and drank it down.
As the dream of wealth and glory entered his throat, his consciousness rapidly faded.