In Cosmos God City, Gu Yu was a reputable fella. He took the initiative to invite Mo Wuji but he didn't expect to meet with such a rebuff. This caused his expression to turn ugly.
If he wanted to regain his face, the best way would naturally be to teach Mo Wuji a lesson. However, based on how easily Mo Wuji killed Liu Wan, even if he was given a few more guts, he would not dare to attack Mo Wuji.
"Keke, keke …" Gu Yu forcefully swallowed the anger and unhappiness in his heart. He chuckled dryly and retreated.
"Senior Sister Ji, let's find a place to rest. We'll talk after your injuries have recovered. Dao Friend Lian Ji, you said that there's a place to drink wine. Shall we go and have a drink together? "Mo Wuji naturally wouldn't care about Gu Yu's unhappiness.
"Alright, please follow me." Lian Ji could feel that Mo Wuji was extraordinary. He suspected that Mo Wuji wasn't a Quasi-Sage expert.
If Mo Wuji was a Quasi-Sage, killing Liu Wan wouldn't be a big deal. After all, Liu Wan's combat power wasn't very strong. The reason why he could be so arrogant in Cosmos God City was because of his dogsh * t luck. If Mo Wuji wasn't even a Quasi-Sage but a Unity God, then it wouldn't be easy for Mo Wuji to kill Liu Wan. A person like Mo Wuji would definitely be an expert in the future. He admired Mo Wuji's straightforwardness. Now that Mo Wuji had invited him, he naturally wouldn't reject.
After Mo Wuji and co. left, the place that was turned into ruins by Mo Wuji started to stir.
Numerous cultivators even charged towards the centre of the battle to snatch the monk's spade that Mo Wuji didn't take away.
Cosmos God City was a place where battles were unceasing. Now that an expert like Mo Wuji had appeared, one could imagine how unstable this place would be in the future.
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Even though a small part of Cosmos God City was destroyed by the battle between Mo Wuji and Liu Wan, most of the places were still intact.
Lian Ji said that a place with good wine was a place that was intact. Even though this place was in Cosmos God City, it was actually the furthest corner of Cosmos God City.
Previously, Mo Wuji thought that it was a restaurant. However, when he followed Lian Ji over, he discovered that it wasn't a restaurant. It was a dark and swarthy house.
Standing outside the house, it seemed a little stifling. When the three of them entered the house, the oppressive feeling immediately disappeared and was replaced by a refreshing joy.
Mo Wuji thought to himself: The god spiritual energy here is very dense.
The house didn't look big, only about 20 square meters. A small stone staircase extended to the second floor.
Mo Wuji didn't know what material this house was made of. Even if he didn't cultivate, he would still feel comfortable standing inside. This was definitely not caused by the rich god spiritual energy.
On the walls of the room, there were several low-level magic treasures hanging messily. In addition, there was a crafting furnace in the corner. In the middle of the room, there was a square table with a chair on each side of the table.
No matter how he looked at it, this was a refining room or a place that sold low-level magic treasures, not a place to drink.
"Brother Tong, give me a jug of good wine," Lian Ji called out. He didn't mention the name of the wine.
"Coming …" A drawn-out voice came from the back of the house. After a few minutes, a back door suddenly appeared at the back of the house, and an old man with a hunched back staggered in.
The old man held a pitch black wine jug in his hand. From afar, he looked like a turtle crawling around.
The spirituality around this old man was dim, and his aura was slightly messy. From the looks of it, he was an ordinary God Monarch cultivator that was nearing the end of his lifespan.
Lian Ji casually walked to the table and sat down. Then, he called out to Mo Wuji, "Dao Friend Mo, please take a seat. The wine here is really not bad."
Mo Wuji's eyes twitched. This fella that Lian Ji called Brother Tong was definitely not an ordinary person. This was because Mo Wuji could feel the same Sage aura from him as Huan Ti …
Sage aura? Mo Wuji's heart grew increasingly fearful. He was sure that he wasn't wrong. This Brother Tong was a Sage. At the very least, he was once a Sage.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mo Wuji nodded towards Lian Ji. He walked to another chair and sat down. Then, he said, "I wonder if there's a place for my senior sister to rest?"
"There is, cough cough … Of course there is …" Brother Tong coughed a few times. Then, he pointed to the stone staircase and said, "Go up from here. The second floor is very quiet. You can go and rest."
Mo Wuji didn't sense any danger on the second floor. He said to Ji Li, "Senior Sister Ji, go up and recover your dantian. We will wait for you downstairs."
"En." Ji Li knew that this wasn't the time to talk. She immediately stepped onto the stone staircase and went straight to the second floor.
In a place like this, the earlier she could recover her strength, the better it would be for both her and Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji's spiritual will followed Ji Li all the way to the second floor. He only retracted his spiritual will when Ji Li sat down cross-legged to start her recovery.
Regardless of whether this Brother Tong was a Sage or not, he wasn't afraid. Sage Huan Ti was still imprisoned in his Mortal World. If this Brother Tong didn't know what was good for him, he wouldn't mind locking another person in his Mortal World.
Ji Li had already gone up to the second floor to start her recovery. Only then did Brother Tong walk to Mo Wuji and Lian Ji's table. He placed the black flask down and placed two black wine cups on the table.
Lian Ji impatiently picked up the black flask. He placed a wine cup in front of Mo Wuji and poured two cups of wine. Thereafter, he raised the wine cup and said, "Haha, it's been a few days since I've come here to drink. I've been holding back my liquor bug. Come …"
As he spoke, Lian Ji raised the wine cup in his hand and gulped down a huge mouthful of wine.
Mo Wuji also raised his wine cup. However, he was different from Lian Ji. He directly gulped down the entire cup of wine.
Originally, Mo Wuji thought that the good wine that Lian Ji mentioned would definitely be a wine with dao spirituality mixed within it. But the moment the wine entered his mouth, he knew that he was wrong.
This was a true wine. It didn't have any dao spirituality of Laws. It was just that he didn't know what ingredients were used to brew this wine. The wine was fragrant as it entered his mouth. However, when it entered his stomach, it felt like a wild dragon was wreaking havoc. That strong and powerful wine intent started to wreak havoc, forming a kind of force within his body. This made Mo Wuji suspect that even if he used his cultivation technique to resolve it, he wouldn't be able to resolve it in a short period of time.
"Good wine …" Just as Mo Wuji said these two words, he suddenly paused. He actually felt a trace of poison within this wine.
However, his detoxification meridian soon swept over and wrapped that trace of poison into his detoxification meridian.
Lian Ji didn't seem to notice as he smiled at Mo Wuji, "Dao Friend Mo, you can't just gulp down a cup of this wine. If you do that, you'll be drunk after two more cups. No matter what method you use, you won't be able to resolve it. "
After saying this, Lian Ji turned to the hunchbacked old man and said, "Brother Tong, your wine is getting stronger and stronger."
"What wine is this?" Mo Wuji chuckled as he looked at Brother Tong and asked.
"Wine called Horizon." The hunchbacked old man lifted his head, revealing his black teeth as he spoke to Mo Wuji.
Lian Ji immediately said, "Brother Tong, I've come here to drink wine at least ten times. You've never told me what wine it is. Why did you tell me the name of this wine the moment Dao Friend Mo arrived?"
Brother Tong chuckled, "That's because you don't need to know the name of this wine. Dao Friend Mo needs to know."
Mo Wuji took the initiative to pick up the wine flask as he poured himself another cup of wine and downed it in one gulp. "This wine is not bad and the name of this wine is not bad. There's a saying in my hometown: Heartbroken people are at the end of the world. From the looks of it, most people who drink this wine will become heartbroken people. "
The hunchbacked old man suddenly stopped as he lifted his head to look at Mo Wuji. A bright light flashed across his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Even though Lian Ji was a straightforward person, he wasn't an idiot. He could naturally tell that something was wrong with Mo Wuji's words, so he immediately asked.
After Mo Wuji finished the wine in his hand, he picked up the black wine flask and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls. Thereafter, he casually threw the wine flask on the ground and said, "It's nothing much. It's just that there's something added to this wine."
Lian Ji asked doubtfully, "What something? I didn't smell it? "
"If you could smell it, then I, Brother Tong, would have wasted my millions of years here. Sigh … "The hunchbacked old man sighed. He actually didn't answer Mo Wuji and Lian Ji's question as he turned to leave.
Lian Ji clearly knew that there was something wrong with this wine. He immediately called out, "Stop right there. Did you put poison in the wine?"
"So what if I did? You can't even smell poison. What can you do to me if I did? " Brother Tong slowly turned his head as he casually looked at Mo Wuji and Lian Ji, "To be able to drink my heartbroken people are at the end of the world is your fortune. Do you think that any piece of trash would have the chance to drink my wine?"
Mo Wuji jolted as he realised that he had said this not too long ago. In other words, when he killed Liu Wan, this Brother Tong should have been by his side. It was just that he didn't notice.
At this moment, Mo Wuji was 100% sure that this Brother Tong was a Sage. None of these Sages were easy to get along with.
"Who are you?" Mo Wuji didn't stand up as he stared at Brother Tong and asked calmly.
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