The wine in the sixty-four domains was even stronger than the wine in the Shattered Cauldron Realm. As soon as the wine entered their stomachs, they felt as if a ball of fire was burning in their stomachs. Furthermore, Lin Muyu, Feng Zhanlin, and Nangong Lie were not allowed to use their divine power to evaporate the alcohol. Therefore, after drinking a bowl of wine, the three of them looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
"Waiter, serve the dishes. Serve another table!" Nangong Lie said excitedly.
The Mystic Heaven Realm was indeed rich.
After drinking three bowls of wine, Feng Zhanlin's face was already red. Lin Muyu, on the other hand, maintained her composure. When the Tianji Empire attacked the Lingdong Province, it was winter. At that time, Lin Muyu supported the whole situation by herself. Moreover, Qin Yin was not by her side, so she drank every day. Her tolerance for alcohol had long been trained, and she was even better than Feng Zhanlin.
After drinking six bowls of wine in a row, Feng Zhanlin was already on the verge of collapsing. He grabbed a chicken leg and danced with joy.
Nangong Lie, however, looked at Lin Muyu with a pair of fierce eyes and said with a smile, "Are you okay?"
"Yes."
Lin Muyu wiped the sweat on her forehead. This was not drinking, this was simply playing with one's life. Fortunately, everyone's physique had long been tempered to be immune to all poisons. Otherwise, they would really die from alcohol poisoning.
But at this moment, Nangong Lie suddenly changed the topic. He smiled and said, "Lin General, since you are from the East Heaven Realm, why do you want to establish a force like the Dragon League in the sixty-four domains? You should know that the sixty-four domains have reached a balance, like a calm lake. But the appearance of the Dragon League is like throwing a heavy stone into the lake! "
Lin Muyu touched her nose and looked at Nangong Lie. She said, "Do you want to hear the truth, or the polite words?"
"Let's be polite first."
"The major forces of the sixty-four domains have been at war for many years, and many people have died. The only way to change this situation is to unite. That's why I established the Dragon League. I just want to find a shelter for all the people who join the Dragon League."
"Sure enough, you're being polite. What about the truth?"
Lin Muyu waved her hand: "It's very simple, I don't want to be bullied by anyone in the 64 domains, so I established the Dragon League, whoever dares to provoke me, I will destroy them!"
"Hahaha …" Nangong Lie laughed out loud and gave Lin Muyu a thumbs up. "Straightforward, true temperament. Come, let's drink another bowl! Feng Zhan Lin, this brat … this grandson is about to die … "
At the side, Feng Zhan Lin was already shaking his hand. "I can't, I can't, let me rest for a while."
Lin Muyu clinked bowls with Nangong Lie, and the two bowls of liquor were drained in one gulp.
Nangong Lie's face was flushed, as if he hadn't been so happy for a long time. In the Mystic Heaven Realm, he was a supreme ruler, and no one dared to talk to him like this. But here, Lin Muyu and Feng Zhan Lin were both on equal footing with him, whether it was in terms of strength or experience, so it went without saying that a thousand cups was not enough for a bosom friend.
Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxi, and Xi Yan sat at another table, minding their own business and eating supper, too lazy to care about what was going on. The only thing they had to do was to bring the drunk Lin Muyu back. Nothing else was important, as she wouldn't die from drinking too much. No one had ever heard of a God Emperor expert dying from drinking too much.
The table didn't disperse until midnight. Lin Muyu's face was flushed, and she walked out of the guest room with the help of Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi. Feng Zhan Lin, on the other hand, staggered and walked out with the help of the wall. He looked at Xi Yan, as if asking for help, hoping that Xi Yan could help him.
To his surprise, Xi Yan didn't even look at him, and left with Qin Yin, minding her own business.
"Wah …"
Feng Zhan Lin vomited, and it felt so good!
…
After walking out of the restaurant and onto the street, Lin Muyu slowly pushed away Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi's hands, and said, "I can do it, I can do it now …"
As he said that, he shook his arms lightly, and the Supreme Divine Power in his body surged, quickly evaporating the alcohol in his body. Almost every inch of his skin was covered in faint red alcohol flames, and his whole body seemed to be covered in clouds. It was a spectacular sight. In just a few seconds, his complexion had returned to normal, and he smiled playfully, "Aiyo, it's so good to be a God Emperor. You can drink a thousand cups without collapsing!"
Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi were speechless, while Xi Yan giggled.
Behind him, Feng Zhan Lin was also a God Emperor, but his control of power didn't seem to reach Lin Muyu's level. He vomited again, then chased after him, and said, "Lin General, I have something to say …"
"What's wrong, Wind Territory Lord?"
"I vomited everything I just ate … Let's find another place to eat supper …"
"…"
"Oh right, Lin General, did you notice the last sentence that Nangong Lie said?"
"Oh?" Lin Muyu stopped on the street in the night, and asked in surprise, "What did Nangong Lie say to be careful on the road?"
"No, Nangong Lie's last sentence was to be extra careful tomorrow."
"Careful of what?"
"Imperial battle."
"What's imperial battle?" Lin Muyu was stunned.
Feng Zhan Lin frowned, and said, "Imperial battle is a rule that has been passed down in the sixty-four domains for thousands of years. When a new force is born, to gain the recognition of all the forces, it must accept challenges from the experts of the major forces in a grand ceremony. Those who do not lose within thirty minutes will be recognized as one of the sixty-four domains. It's precisely because of this rule that there hasn't been a new force in the past three hundred years. I'm only worried that the major domains will make things difficult for us tomorrow. If they insist on imperial battle, then I'll do it."
Lin Muyu took a deep breath, and didn't say anything.
"How can there be such an unreasonable rule?" Tang Xiaoxi was a little indignant.
Qin Yin also frowned, and said, "That's right, isn't this a tag battle? It's too unfair."
Lin Muyu thought to herself, If you've seen Ye Wen, you wouldn't have said that …
Feng Zhan Lin said, "We have to accept it even if it's unfair. This is a rule that has been passed down in the sixty-four domains for thousands of years. Lin General, what do you think? "
"I'll do it."
Lin Muyu looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said, "If we refuse the imperial battle, I'm afraid the other forces will look down on us. Since the purpose of the grand ceremony is to show off our strength, we must not refuse the imperial battle tomorrow. I'll do it, and there's no need to argue anymore. Unless, Feng Zhan Lin, you think you can beat me, then you go."
Feng Zhan Lin nodded, and didn't say anything. His strength was above Lin Muyu, but he didn't have absolute confidence in winning. After all, Lin Muyu could defeat Dongfang Yan, but Feng Zhan Lin couldn't.
"You've really decided?" Qin Yin asked.
"Yes."
Lin Muyu nodded, and smiled brightly, "I just broke through to the 70th level of grotto-heaven today, and I'm feeling a little inflated …"
Qin Yin, "…"
…
The next morning, the sound of drums filled the sky in Dragon City.
Feng Zhan Lin and Moqi Lin had already gone to welcome the guests, and the open space in front of the Dragon City's main hall was where the grand ceremony would be held. Dragon City had plenty of money, and the venue was surrounded by a forest of guards. Just for the preparation of the ceremony, there were more than twenty thousand pots of chrysanthemums. Maids in long dresses walked by, holding exquisite lanterns in their hands. The lanterns in their hands were everlasting lanterns, symbolizing that the Dragon League would never be extinguished.
The representatives of the major forces entered in order, and as the true master of the Dragon League, Lin Muyu stood at the seat of honor. She cupped her hands and bowed to each person who entered.
Du Xing, the domain lord of the Gale Region, had a wretched appearance and was extremely skinny.
Zhuang Fei, the domain lord of the Fire Lion Region, had an arrogant look on his face. The Fire Lion Region was full of talents, and in terms of strength, they were not weaker than the Dragon League.
As for the strongest of the sixty-four regions, the Heaven Devouring Region, the domain lord did not come, but the deputy domain lord, Zhao Qian, came. Zhao Qian looked very young, only in his twenties. He wore a soft armor, and with a faint smile on his face, he walked forward, and his eyes lingered on Lin Muyu for a while, and said with a smile, "The Heaven Devouring Region congratulates the Dragon League, and this is our gift."
A large chest of gold and silver, and a large chest of precious spirit fruits, was nothing difficult.
Lin Muyu nodded cheerfully, and invited Zhao Qian and the others to take a seat.
Soon, the ceremony began.
Feng Zhan Lin read the rules of the Dragon League, and over a thousand Immortal State Warriors of the Dragon League flew up, and formed a forest in the sky, it was a spectacular scene.
…
Just as Feng Zhan Lin finished reading the rules, an old man among the guests slowly stood up. He was the domain lord of a northern region, and with a strange smile, he said, "Alliance Leader Lin Muyu is young and promising, truly admirable. However, the Ancient Mystery Land has its own rules, and we cannot break them. However, we do not agree with Que Zhan."
Lin Muyu smiled coldly. As expected, it had come. What was meant to come couldn't be stopped.
The other domain lords also stood up, "Yes, but we cannot agree with Que Zhan!"
They all looked at the people from the Heaven Devouring Region.
Zhao Qian slowly stood up from his seat, and said with a smile, "Since it is a rule, we will naturally follow it. Alliance Leader Lin, do you know the rules of Que Zhan?"
"Yes." Lin Muyu said indifferently, "Deputy Domain Lord Zhao also hopes that the Dragon League will accept Que Zhan's challenge here today?"
"It is not that I hope, but that is the rule." Zhao Qian cupped his hands, and said, "Please forgive me."
The group of domain lords all nodded as if they had discussed this beforehand.
Clearly, they had discussed this beforehand. It would not be easy for the Dragon League to establish a foothold in this region.
In the end, the Godly State experts of the Dragon League all looked at Lin Muyu. If the Dragon League refused to accept Que Zhan's challenge now, it would probably disappoint many people. Fear was the most shameful mentality of cultivators.
Lin Muyu took a deep breath, raised her hand, and said, "Move away, and prepare the incense."
…
The platform in the center of the hall was immediately cleared. Feng Zhan Lin held a stick of incense and walked to the side of the hall, lighting it in front of everyone.
Clang!
The Xuan-Yuan Sword was unsheathed, and Lin Muyu landed on the platform in the center of the hall. She said, "The incense has been lit. I, Lin Muyu, will accept the challenge here. May I know who will be first?"
The corner of Zhao Qian's mouth rose. He sat there quietly, and did not say anything.
Nangong Lie crossed his arms, and his face was full of admiration, "Friends of mine, Nangong Lie, have guts!"
The group of domain lords looked at each other, and no one wanted to go first.
However, there were still people who wanted to go first. After all, Lin Muyu's cultivation did not seem to have reached the Grand Perfection God Emperor Realm. Even though the sword in her hand was powerful, she herself might not be that powerful.
…
"I will go first!"
In the crowd, a domain lord holding an axe stood up. His face was full of muscles, and he laughed, "I am the domain lord of the Wind Spirit Region, Liang Feng. People call me Mad Liang. I am here to experience your skills!"
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