The Great Elder tried his best to persuade Mo Cheng, but he couldn't be persuaded and had no choice but to let him waste his cultivation like this.

  This is indeed a good opportunity for Zhao Di.

  A Qi Condensation stage cultivator who is also a drunkard and has made no progress in his cultivation for decades, his strength shouldn't be that high. Dealing with this kind of person, Zhao Di currently has some confidence. However, Zhao Di still needs to consider the late-stage Qi Condensation elder Feng Qingyun.

  Not long after, Zhao Di heard and repeatedly confirmed a piece of news that made him decide he had to take action!

  This news is that Qianji Gate's senior elder who had been in seclusion for a long time, was not cultivating any treasure, but was instead making a breakthrough to the Yuan Ying Great Dao!

  Once the wind clears and the cloud condenses, the primordial infant is successful, the status of Qianji Gate will be unmatched, immediately rising several ranks, and eventually possessing the power of a Yuan Ying period cultivator's sect, with only a dozen or so in the Fangzhang Immortal Island Sea.

  At the same time, if there is a Yuan Ying period cultivator guarding this place, Zhao Di will not dare to continue staying in Qianji Gate and plotting evil. Therefore, he must take advantage of the wind and clouds closing the door for cultivation before the Yuan Ying condenses, and complete his goal first, then leave and disappear without being detected.

  On this day, Zhao Di accompanied Li Shibo and several others to the Fangzhang Xian Island's market as usual to sell a batch of high-level puppets in the Refining Qi stage. Then, under the pretext that he had something to buy, he wandered alone in the market for an hour.

  After returning to Qianji Gate, Zhao Di would occasionally invite a few disciples who were fond of wine and meat to gather in the mountains behind Dazhu Peak, drinking, eating, and discussing ancient and modern times.

  "Jian Ge, how many spirit stones did you spend on this fine wine? It smells great and tastes rich, it must be expensive!" The speaker was Ah Chi, the young man who had introduced Zhao Di to the sect over a year ago.

  "Ah, this wine is really good, it's just too easy to get drunk, I don't dare drink too much. If Liu Shu finds out before the wine wears off, I'll be in trouble!" A chubby young man who looked about the same age as Zhao Di grabbed a roasted wild boar leg with his left hand and took a big bite, then said unclearly, without swallowing the food in his mouth, he raised the gourd in his right hand and took a sip of the fine wine inside, exclaiming in praise!

  "Never mind all that, let's drink and get drunk today! Come on, have another mouthful!" Zhao Di clinked the gourd in his hand against those of the others, and they each took a big swig, feeling utterly carefree.

  "This fine wine is truly exceptional, no matter how good the ordinary wine brewed by mortals is, it can't be compared to this. The price is just too expensive! It's still Brother Jian who is generous, every time he brings out the wine, we all feel a bit embarrassed!" A young man about the same age as Ah Chi rarely eats meat, but instead keeps savoring the fine wine in the gourd with small mouthfuls.

  "Fellow disciple, speaking like that is being too polite! Wine and meat are not divided among households, come on, have another drink!" Zhao Di seemed to be in high spirits, extremely bold and generous!

  "Hmm! The wine that Jian brought is indeed excellent, and Ah Chi's cooking skills are also impressive! A ordinary roasted wild boar can be made so delicious, Ah Chi, your culinary skills have improved again!" A young man in his late twenties, who was chewing on the wild boar meat, said with approval to the youth. He looked like the oldest among them, but often ended up being the first one to get drunk every time.

  "Of course, my family runs a restaurant in the mortal town at the foot of Songzhu Island! My father and grandfather were both famous chefs. If I didn't have spiritual roots, I'm afraid I would also be the most famous chef on this island!" Ah Chi said proudly.

  "You said that if we pour some fine wine on this roasted wild boar, the flavor of the wine will penetrate into the meat, won't it be even more delicious?" Zhao Di smiled slightly and poured a layer of fine wine from the gourd in his hand onto the surface of the wild boar.

  Bonfires, roasted pigs and fine wines suddenly emitted a strong fragrance that wafted several miles away, while the crowd's laughter and chatter were exceptionally warm, and the sound of revelry could be heard from afar.

  Zhao Di was drinking wine, when he suddenly changed his expression, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and in his mind, he said to You Lan and You Ruo: "The main event has arrived, it's finally hooked!"

  "That's great! For half a month, the master has been drinking and eating meat with these low-ranking disciples, discussing some vulgar topics, almost suffocating us two sisters!" You Ruo scolded.

  A few young men, having drunk to their heart's content, naturally started talking about topics related to women. As they were all males, their language and words wouldn't be extremely elegant, and it was inevitable that this would cause the two women some discomfort.

  Zhao Di smiled slightly and stopped communicating with the two women. Instead, he raised the gourd in his hand and shouted loudly: "Good wine should be drunk by the cup, how many years does human life have! The immortal path is long and winding, it's better to get drunk!"

  "The path to immortality is long and tedious, it's better to get drunk! Since we've said so, come on, let's take a swig!" Several people raised their gourds and clinked them together.

  "You few little guys, actually sneaking into the secluded place behind my cave to drink and have fun, what kind of behavior is this!" A low male voice sounded, scaring Zhao Di and several others.

  Several people looked in the direction of the sound, and a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with a messy head and face, and a long beard, suddenly appeared several meters behind them, staring at the gourds in Zhao Di's hands, and scolded.

  Although several people have never seen him, they can see the faint but profound spiritual fluctuations emanating from his body, and he claims that this is his cave abode. Thinking about it, it could only be that one person!

  "See Master Mozhu!" Several people reacted and bowed in a disorderly manner.

  "Please forgive us, Master Ancestor, we won't dare again!" The fat young man was the most timid and rushed to plead for mercy first, but his mouth still held a large piece of wild boar meat, and he spoke unclearly.

  "Isn't Master Mo also fond of this drink? Why not have a hearty drink with us, brothers!" Ah Chi had grown up in the Thousand Machines Gate since he was young, clever and mischievous, spoiled by several seniors in the gate, extremely presumptuous, and actually invited an elder in the Foundation Establishment stage to drink together.

  "Hmm, this depends on how good your wine is. I won't taste any ordinary rotten wine, it'll ruin my tongue!" Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man not only didn't get angry but seemed to accept the young man's proposal. As for the "dirty" word in his mouth, it only made Yu Ruo coldly smile in Zhao Di's mind and say disdainfully: "With this sloppy appearance, he still has the nerve to talk about being dirty? Is there anyone dirtier than him? Even from a distance, I can smell the stench on his body."

  "Heh heh, Master Mo, this is the fine wine that Jian Han Shixiong brought back from Fangzhang Xian Island's market, it tastes extremely good. Please have a taste." The young man in his late 20s immediately gave Zhao Di a signal with his eyes, and the latter suddenly understood, taking out another gourd from his bosom and handing it over to the middle-aged man with great respect.

  Nor did the middle-aged man see any movement, and the gourd's stopper came loose on its own. The middle-aged man put the mouth of the gourd under his nose and sniffed hard, and immediately his eyes lit up, muttering to himself: "The divine wine is intoxicating, it's really good wine, haha!" Then he tilted back his neck and took a big gulp.

  Zhao's pupils contracted, revealing a subtle and mysterious smile. He believed that if he were to suddenly attack at this moment, there was an 80% chance of killing the cultivator in front of him, but the probability of capturing him alive was less than half, so he suppressed his thoughts and retreated to the side with a respectful attitude.

  In one gulp, the middle-aged man actually drank down the entire bottle of fine wine, exclaiming "Refreshing! Refreshing!" At the same time, he stretched out his palm towards Zhao and asked: "Is there any more?"

  Zhao Di gazed at the middle-aged man in front of him, his expression still lingering with an air of unfinished business. In his heart, he secretly rejoiced, as his plan had just gained another layer of assurance. He bowed and replied: "In response to Master's words, I have a few more bottles of fine wine hidden away in my quarters, which I would like to offer to Master for his appreciation!"

  "Why bother? Let's just get it over with now!" The middle-aged man's thirst for liquor had just been stirred up, and he wasn't willing to wait any longer.

  Zhao's face turned difficult to look at, and he said nervously: "It's too late now, it takes too long for you to come and go, I'm afraid we can't return to Lianxintang before dawn. If Master Shu finds out that you've been drinking, you'll be severely punished!"

  "Alright, then! You bring the fine wine here tomorrow night! Bring as much as you can, the more the better! Don't worry, I won't drink your fine wine for nothing, haha, this is a superior technique, take good care of it!" As he spoke, he tossed out a jade slip and threw it at Zhao Di.

  Zhao Di was overjoyed and took the jade tablet, just about to thank him, but the middle-aged man swung his sleeve and turned around, striding away with a big step. He muttered to himself: "The path to immortality is long and winding, not as good as getting drunk! Well said, well said, haha! Not as good as getting drunk..."

  "Good grief, he's actually left just like that! He didn't even accompany the master back to get wine. Doesn't that mean our carefully laid formations along the way were all for nothing?! Tsk tsk, what a pity!" A faintly regretful sigh echoed in Zhao Di's mind.

  "Hehe, it's not that easy to guess what others are thinking, Master has also prepared several plans, it's not too late to take action tomorrow!" Youlan comforted with a slight smile.

  "Not bad, tomorrow is a good opportunity, we still need to make careful arrangements!" Zhao Di responded.

  "Brother Jian has received a treasure from Old Mo, what is it? Quickly let us take a look!" Ah Chi excitedly ran to Zhao Di's side, staring eagerly at the red jade slip in his hand.

  "Right! The technique bestowed by the elder is definitely excellent! Brother Jian, take a look and see what kind of technique it is?" The 27- or 28-year-old young man was also very curious.

  Several people gathered around Zhao Di at the same time, both curious and envious.

  "Don't be impatient, let me take a look first!" Zhao Di infused part of his divine sense into it and quickly browsed through.

  "This is the 'Li Huo Jue', a cultivation method for those with the surname of fire, but it requires a high level of truth. At least, one needs to be a three-spirit-root cultivator with a contained-fire spirit root to cultivate it. If not, even two-spirit-root or single-fire-attribute Tian Ling Gen cultivators would find it difficult to make progress. Otherwise, it's extremely hard to make any headway." Zhao Di said with an expression of extreme disappointment, then casually handed the jade slip to the young man beside him.

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