Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine was ranked seventeenth in Kunlun’s Field, and compared to the Buddha sarira, it was stronger. Normal half saints weren’t able to handle it.
Only Zhang Ruochen, Blackie, the Crazy Alcoholic, Gu Songzi and Demonic Sound could taste it.
After sipping it, they all felt a burning sensation in their stomachs, and soon, the wine Qi merged with their bodies, entering their three meridians.
Zhang Ruochen drank three cups of the wine, and the heat gushed out of his pores. The blood in every vein in his body flowed rapidly, and the saint Qi in his meridians and saint meridians ran rampant.
Zhang Ruochen jumped up while his body made a dragon and elephant sound. He performed Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm to dissolve the heat coming from the alcohol.
Bang Bang!
He hit again and again, shaking the destruction Qi in the entire Mount Yuanxu Saint Land, forming storms.
All the half saints refining in the sacred land were astounded. They immediately walked out and looked toward the distance.
“How powerful our prince’s palm power is.”
“The space structure in Heaven World is very stable, and can suppress the power of a monk, yet his highness’s palm strength is still enormous.”
…
Zhang Ruochen performed all ten palms, and then, he tried to perform the eleventh palm as if he had unlimited strength.
After performing it countless times, masculine Qi gushed out of Zhang Ruochen’s body. His body was engulfed in flames. He yelled, “Dragon and Elephant Heaven Pass.”
He waved his palms.
His left hand wielded a dragon shadow and his right hand wielded an elephant shadow. They spun rapidly and merged with each other, forming a circle.
Boom!
Crackings sounds came, and the trees in the sacred land trembled.
Gu Songzi and the Crazy Alcoholic looked at each other as they both saw how surprised each other was.
Zhang Ruochen was only a half-step saint king, yet his palm strength was already this incredible. Even though he performed it with the help of Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine, it was still amazing.
“How powerful. Even I might be unable to defeat him with full strength,” the Crazy Alcoholic said.
Gu Songzi nodded and said, “Perhaps we can’t think of ourselves as his seniors anymore.”
Zhang Ruochen retracted dragon Qi and elephant Qi and stopped performing. He laughed, “Great wine! Strong wine! I’ve learned the basics of the eleventh palm of Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm.”
In the past couple of months, Zhang Ruochen had been studying the move ‘Dragon and Elephant Heaven Pass.’ He’d already accumulated enough, and drinking Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine was just an opportunity for him to make a breakthrough.
Now, it was just the basics.
He still had a long way to go before the initial completion, which required him to refine the dragon soul and the elephant soul at saint-king level into his arms.
As for the ultimate completion, it would only be more difficult.
The Crazy Alcoholic also had a sip of Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine. His face blushed while his eyes glinted fiercely. “How much more strength have you got?”
Zhang Ruochen thought for a second and said, “Twice as much. If I’d drunk more and the wine were stronger, I would’ve improved more.”
The Crazy Alcoholic was ecstatic, as he thought he’d found a way to make money. “How about I make more of it and sell it in the market of Guanghan Field?”
“Don’t even think about it,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine could only greatly improve saints’ power after being made with Buddha sarira. Without it, it would only work on half saints.
Half saints were nothing but the lowest-class monks in Heaven World. They didn’t have much wealth.
After subtracting the cost, they weren’t able to make enough saint stones. Instead, it would take them lots of energy and time, which could be spent on improving their cultivation.
Zhang Ruochen used Buddha sarira to make high-class Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine only to deal with the current dangers. He didn’t want to consume Buddha sarira to earn saint stones.
For one thing, he had abundant saint stones.
For the other, Buddha sariras were much more valuable to Zhang Ruochen.
The Crazy Alcoholic was a bit upset, but then, his eyes gleamed again. He said, “If you can find some supreme-saint level mad oxen marrow, its effects will only get better. Your strength might be improved several times after taking it.”
Zhang Ruochen’s interest was piqued.
However, every treasure that belonged to a supreme saint had to be invaluable. No monks would be willing to sell them. Even if they actually showed up on the market, they would be purchased by the top powers instantly. Zhang Ruochen wouldn’t have a chance.
Unless he had incredible luck, he wouldn’t be able to buy supreme-saint level mad oxen marrow no matter how many saint stones he had.
Meow!
Zhang Ruochen heard a weird scream.
He looked to where the weird scream came from, and he only saw Blackie throw away an empty wine bottle.
“You… You drank a whole bottle. I’ll expel you from Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land…”
Zhang Ruochen was so pissed that he was shivering.
The Crazy Alcoholic had only made seventeen bottles of high-grade Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine in his first batch. Every bottle was extremely precious.
Zhang Ruochen originally just wanted to let them have a couple of cups of wine, yet that owl finished a whole bottle.
The Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine was so strong that not even Zhang Ruochen dared drink too much, yet Blackie drank it like water. The alcohol hit it so strong that Blackie ran around Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land with a burning sensation in its stomach. It sometimes made a cat noise, and sometimes made a bird noise.
“I have to hide the wine now. Blackie doesn’t even know how to control itself.”
Just as he turned around, a girl threw herself into his arms.
Demomic Sound had also drunk a fair bit. Her face was blushing, and she was moaning with a melodious sound.
Zhang Ruochen tried to push her away, yet she kept winding on Zhang Ruochen’s body.
“Why’re you pushing me away, my lord?”
Demonic Sound whimpered as she couldn’t articulate her thoughts.
She wrapped her arm around Zhang Ruochen’s neck and stroked Zhang Ruochen’s waist with the other arm, smiling seductively.
Actually, Zhang Ruochen was also turned on after drinking Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine, and after being flirted with by Demonic Sound, he had some crazy and dirty thoughts in his mind.
However, both Gu Songzi and the Crazy Alcoholic were sitting beside him, and there were loads of half saints watching him in the distance. He must control his desire if he didn’t want to humiliate himself.
“I really shouldn’t have had alcohol.”
Zhang Ruochen forced a smile, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. He then pressed Demonic Sound’s back, turning her back into a Carnivorous Holy Flower.
He was only relieved after doing that.
Zhang Ruochen spent the entire day listening to Blackie scream in agony, and it didn’t stop until it was late at night. He then picked up that owl, whose body was soft, and brought it back to the saint palace at the mountainside.
The Crazy Alcoholic and Gu Songzi said goodbye to Zhang Ruochen the next day, as they needed to get back to Tongyou Sacred Domain to make the Hua Saint Pill and Six Saints to Heaven Wine for the Moon Goddess.
The Crazy Alcoholic said, “Zhang Ruochen, I’ll bring you the other eighty-three bottles of Dragon and Mad Oxen Wine when you come back to Truth Godly Palace.”
Obviously, the Crazy Alcoholic recognized Zhang Ruochen’s power and stopped treating him like a junior.
Yesterday, Gu Songzi had given the three Tiangang Purple Fire Runes to Zhang Ruochen.
Before he said goodbye, he gave Zhang Ruochen a metal ball after hesitating for a while.
“What’s this?” Zhang Ruochen asked, confused.
Gu Songzi said, “This is a great object I made using Blood Poison of Pluto. If you encounter an enemy you can’t fight against, this might be able to save your life.”
Gu Songzi wasn’t a martial warrior. He had very weak fighting strength, yet he was still willing to give something that could help him survive to Zhang Ruochen, which was precious.
Zhang Ruochen was naturally moved. He said, “Thank you. Please be careful when you’re leaving Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land. There might be immensely powerful enemies preying on you.”
“Don’t worry. We have valuables to cover our forces and valuables, and they don’t know when we’re leaving Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land. As long as nobody leaks our traces, we don’t need to worry about any enemy.”
Just as the Crazy Alcoholic said that, his and Gu Songzi’s bodies started to dim until they disappeared completely.
Zhang Ruochen was certainly still able to sense that they were around and walking down the mountain, until they were a thousand feet away.
“The Crazy Alcoholic is correct. As long as I can hide my body and forces using my twelve Buddhist beads, that great being from Soul Field will never know when I leave Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land and how I’m heading to Truth Godly Palace no matter how strong he is.”
Zhang Ruochen felt a bit relaxed and smiled.
Meanwhile, he heard Mu Lingxi transmitting him a voice. “We’re right outside Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land. Go get prepared. We’re heading to Truth Godly Palace now.”
Zhang Ruochen had prepared everything he needed. He made some arrangements with Blackie before he performed spatial twist to head down.
Blackie really wanted to follow them to Truth Godly Palace, but it wasn’t listed. It had to guard Mount Yuanxu Sacred Land.
Guanghan Field selected six monks to go to Truth Godly Palace. They were Zhang Ruochen, Wu Hao, Mu Lingxi, Wen Shusheng, Ling Mi, and Su Qingling.
There was another tall middle-aged man guarding them to Truth Godly Palace.
That middle-aged man looked sophisticated, with a tall nose. He was holding an ancient iron saint lantern. The light emanating from the saint lantern formed an invisibility reticle that was two hundred square feet.
As long as the monks were staying inside the reticle, those who were outside wouldn’t be able to see or feel them.
Zhang Ruochen walked into the reticle, stopped using space power and showed his body.
“No wonder you’re the genius my father always praises. Your hiding skills are so great that even I wasn’t able to detect you before you went into the reticle.”
That middle-aged man looked at Zhang Ruochen and praised him.
Zhang Ruochen was also attracted by that middle-aged man.
There weren’t any powerful forces coming out of his body, yet he still caused Zhang Ruochen a lot of pressure, as if he wasn’t a person but a towering saint mountain, an enormous dragon, or even a blazing sun standing in front of Zhang Ruochen.
