Chapter 1229 1188: Fine Wine of Qiongbo

"There truly are foolish people everywhere, daring to down the 'Fine Wine of Qiongbo' in one go. Truly... sigh!" A disdainful voice rang out, filled entirely with sarcasm and scorn. How potent is the Fine Wine of Qiongbo? Drinking it like that—how is it different from seeking death? At least, that's how it seemed to him.

"Definitely a fool, unaware of their own mortality," someone else laughed, causing Long Yi and Chen Fei's gazes to freeze for a brief moment with some indifference, then they turned to look in that direction.

Seeing Chen Fei, this foolish person, dare still to look his way, that man immediately sneered with disdain, "Kid, though it's a bit late now, I'll kindly tell you. The Fine Wine of Qiongbo is so potent that even a master at the Fourth Heavenly Layer of True Person Realm can't handle it, only able to sip it slowly. Yet you? Stupid and foolish enough to down it in one go, so in my view, it won't be long before your body turns into a ball of fire, unable to withstand that intense alcohol, right? Haha, hahaha..."

However, as the man laughed mockingly, he embarrassingly found that no one was responding.

Because at this moment, everyone was staring at Chen Fei with strange expressions. At least ten breaths had passed already; if the intense nature of the Fine Wine of Qiongbo were to erupt, it should have done so long ago! How could it wait until now with no obvious reaction?

Thinking of this, many people began to sweat profusely on their foreheads, staring at Chen Fei with shock and doubt. Could this man's body withstand the intensity of the Fine Wine of Qiongbo? What background does he have? Isn't this a bit terrifying!

As for the person who spoke mockingly of Chen Fei, he clearly hadn't figured out the reasoning behind this. But the awkwardness caused his face to flush red with embarrassment, unsure whether to sit down or continue standing.

Chen Fei glanced at the man, then looked away, ignoring him, while his mouth uttered a phrase, "This wine is not bad, bring two more bottles."

Two more bottles? Everyone's expressions were startled, then their heads directly lowered, afraid to look at Chen Fei and Long Yi's table.

Because even if they were foolish now, they definitely understood that although Chen Fei and Long Yi's table had only two people, they were absolutely not to be trifled with... This guy is simply a madman.

The two who had mocked Chen Fei earlier finally began to regain themselves, looking at Chen Fei with eyes full of doubt and uncertainty, gradually growing more fearful and uneasy.

"Another bottle?" Even as the intense aroma of the wine swept over him, Long Yi felt a burning sensation on his face, hurting slightly, then laughed and shook his head, gesturing with his hand, "Bring two more bottles of Qiongbo."

Since Chen Fei could endure it, then for him, a mere one million Low Grade Spirit Stones was nothing.

"...Yes!" Soon, the woman brought two more bottles of 'Fine Wine of Qiongbo.' Chen Fei casually unsealed one bottle, downing it in one gulp, the burning wine breath exhaled from his mouth, and he exclaimed with satisfaction, "Refreshing! This wine is quite interesting."

"Just quite interesting?" Listening to the words, everyone nearly collapsed, this guy is terrifying.

Witnessing this scene, the two who had mocked and insulted Chen Fei exchanged a glance, their heads buried low, no longer daring to utter a word. If it were just one bottle, it might be considered a fluke, but with two consecutive bottles of Fine Wine of Qiongbo downed, and Chen Fei seeming completely unfazed, they definitely understood something was amiss now.

Because if they drank like Chen Fei, their bodies wouldn't be able to take it, exploding from within was almost certain.

Thinking of this, the two began to tremble all over. They quietly got up, intending to leave the tavern, their footsteps light, not disturbing anyone.

"Brother Chen, your physique is truly formidable, being able to drink the Fine Wine of Qiongbo like that, I'm impressed." Meanwhile, Long Yi lifted a bottle of Fine Wine of Qiongbo to his mouth for a small sip, the sound sizzling from his mouth, his face turning red.

His primary skill wasn't in his physical body, so he couldn't drink the Fine Wine of Qiongbo 'violently' like Chen Fei.

"Have you forgotten what I do? As a sword cultivator, do you think my body's weak?" Chen Fei replied.

"True," Long Yi paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, patting his head—it was true, sword cultivators focus on the sword; the Sword Qi accumulates in the body over the years, refining the physique, so even without deliberate cultivation, a sword cultivator's physical condition might be more than five times that of ordinary cultivators of the same rank.

Thinking this way, it wasn't surprising that Chen Fei could drink the 'Fine Wine of Qiongbo' like that.

Suddenly, Long Yi noticed the two trying to slip away, then chuckled, "Brother Chen, look, those two are thinking of leaving, huh? If I'm not mistaken, didn't they just insult you as a fool, imbecile?"

Instantly, the atmosphere in the fifth-floor tavern lobby turned tense.

Many people dared not look at Chen Fei and Long Yi's direction anymore; even the sounds of conversation and drinking were deliberately quieter.

And the two intending to sneak away, their steps froze in place, paused, and then continued heading toward the tavern stairs.

"Thunk." A light sound resonated; it was the bottom of the wine bottle lightly hitting the wooden table. Everyone involuntarily felt a tremor in their hearts.

"Stop, then return to your seats."

A cold voice reached everyone's ears, shocking the two who tried to slip away and everyone else. This was Chen Fei's voice.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the two, whose faces stiffened, turned red; standing for quite a while, seemingly not listening to Chen Fei's command to return but instead pretending they hadn't heard, striding quickly toward the stairs.

Bang! At this moment, a terrifying aura descended, directly crushing the two of them onto the ground, their backs burst open, blood flowing like they were being pressed under a mountain, unable to move. Everyone's eyes suddenly tightened, revealing fear.

"Didn't you hear what Brother Chen said to you?" Long Yi grinned, but that smile was like that of a demon, very cold.

The way he acted in front of Chen Fei was because he couldn't beat him, so he behaved like that, but in front of others... Among the younger generation in Earth Martial City, how many dared to ignore Long Yi's words?

"Spare us, spare us!" The two looked terrified, begging for mercy. Long Yi coldly smirked, and the oppressive aura instantly disappeared.

"Return to your seats." Long Yi said indifferently.

The two men, covered in blood, trembled as they got up and returned to their just-opened seats without saying a word.

Long Yi became silent, his gaze shifted to Chen Fei, who shook his head helplessly. He had already taught them a lesson, and there was no point in letting them sit back down. What was the meaning?

Though he was somewhat petty, he didn't have the hobby of bullying others. Shaking the wine bottle, he thought for a moment, then shook his head and said lightly, "Forget it, let's go."

"Th-thank you!" The two were moved, stood up, and quickly left despite their injuries.

"Brother Chen, why did you let them go? If you ask me, these brainless fools should be killed directly, much better to end them once and for all, isn't it?" Seeing Chen Fei let them go, Long Yi was momentarily speechless and complained.

"Precisely because they're fools, bullying them is no fun. This wine is really good, but it's a bit lacking. Is there anything better with the same effect?"

Chen Fei shook his head, diverting the conversation and asking again.

Upon hearing this, everyone's mouth twitched again; even the Fine Wine of Qiongbo was not enough, and he wanted something better? What kind of monster was he!

"Then there's only the top floor left. There's a kind of wine called 'Dongyang' there, which takes its name from the great sun of Dongyang; it's one of the exclusive wines on the top floor. This wine is very strong, at least twice as strong as the Qiongbo, but its effects are much more potent. If Brother Chen is interested, you can try it." Long Yi said.

The Dongyang Fine Wine indeed existed, but even people of his level rarely drank it because it was too strong, few could endure it, and even if they could, drinking it was like going to war, so very few were willing to do that.

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes widened in surprise, and then they smiled bitterly. Damn, the two of them were qualified to go to the top floor, yet they came to the fifth floor to show off, truly unfair. Wasn't this bullying?

"Twice as strong as Qiongbo? Well, let's go up and have a look." Chen Fei immediately showed interest and walked towards the stairs of the Flower Fairy Building. It wasn't that he loved wine, but he found that drinking the wine could actually strengthen his physique. Although the effect was very weak, accumulating small amounts eventually added up, didn't it?

Watching Chen Fei and Long Yi go upstairs, everyone quietly expressed deep feelings; that was the top floor of the Flower Fairy Building. If they could really go up, even the younger generation in Earth Martial City would qualify as champions.

At the stairs of the wine building, the figures of Chen Fei and Long Yi directly moved from the fifth floor to the sixth, and then without stopping, continued to proceed to the seventh floor. But at this moment, a figure silently appeared in front of them — an elderly woman with a cane, gently bowing towards Long Yi.

"Greetings, Young Master Long."

"This is my friend, Chen Fei, Brother Chen. We want to go to the top floor." Long Yi said.

"Young Master Long, there's naturally no problem, but as for your friend, I'm sorry, I still need to test his strength... It's the rule of our Flower Fairy Building, please forgive me."

The old woman did not step aside but spoke slowly. Long Yi frowned slightly; the other party was not giving him, Long Yi, much respect.

"That's understandable." However, at this moment, a calm voice from Chen Fei sounded beside him. Following this, a sword light flickered rapidly towards the old woman like lightning. In a blink of an eye, the old woman had not yet reacted, yet her whole back was drenched with sweat.

Because the sword light was now hovering at her brow, exuding a terrifying sharpness, slightly moving forward would surely take her life.

"I'm sorry for the trouble." The old woman, drenched in sweat, took a deep breath and said.

"It's nothing. Can we go up?" As Chen Fei spoke, the sword light quickly vanished as if it had never appeared.

"Please!" The old woman gave Chen Fei a deep look and immediately stepped aside, turned, and walked into the darkness.

Chen Fei smiled and proceeded to the top floor of the Flower Fairy Building. Long Yi snorted coldly and glanced into the darkness, quickly following.

The seventh floor of Flower Fairy Building, also the highest level, was different from below, with only one table and less than ten chairs surrounding a giant ebony rectangular table. Everyone seated at the top had a jug or a cup of wine in front of them.