Qin Yu, Hou Fei, and Hei Yu, all three brothers cloaked in black robes, were flying over the endless sea. Trailing behind the three brothers were the four transformed Spiritual Beasts in human form—Mo Qilin and the three brothers Shi Xin, Shi Bing, and Si Zhan.

In the distance, the Hidden Dragon Continent had already come into view.

In just a moment, the three brothers Qin Yu entered the Hidden Dragon Continent.

Now that the auction of the Sky-breaking Map was arranged, Qin Yu wanted to return to the Hidden Dragon Continent and spend quality time with his family before facing the Ninety-nine Tribulations. After all, the date for the Tribulation Crossing was drawing closer, and even Qin Yu felt the pressure of the Ninety-nine Tribulations.

A brisk wind blew, bringing a smile to Qin Yu’s face.

Because right in front of them was the Capital of the Qin Dynasty.

The old Capital had been destroyed, so the Qin Dynasty had relocated its capital to the easternmost major city—Yan Capital City. In terms of prosperity, Yan Capital City was definitely no less than the old Capital, and now Yan Capital City had also been renamed ’Capital’.

Qin Yu, Hou Fei, and Hei Yu, accompanied by the four Spirit Beasts in human form, stepped into the Capital.

Walking on the streets of the Capital, they were surrounded by beautiful women, wealthy young masters, scholarly talents, common laborers, and also some adorable children... Seeing this tranquil scene made Qin Yu feel very peaceful, and he liked that feeling.

Qin Yu, Hou Fei, and Hei Yu were all adorned in black robes, but the cold and stern temperament on the faces of Qin Yu and Hei Yu made the people around them feel that these three must hold high positions. Especially the servants Shi Xin, Si Zhan... the four Spiritual Beasts taking the form of servants. If the servants were so imposing, one could imagine the lofty status of their masters.

"Big Brother, you have nearly two months left until your Ninety-nine Tribulations. Where exactly will you choose to undergo the Tribulation?" Hou Fei inquired telepathically while taking in the surrounding scenery.

Qin Yu pondered for a moment before telepathically responding, "No need to hurry. When the time comes, we can just find an island in the south of the Hidden Dragon Continent to undergo the Tribulation."

Qin Yu was not concerned about the location of the Tribulation.

Now with no immediate matters to attend to, Qin Yu actually enjoyed strolling the streets and observing the scenes of ordinary life.

"Big Brother, shall we go to Yu Royal Mansion now?" Hei Yu asked softly.

Qin Yu shook his head, smiling as he telepathically responded, "No rush. I have only just sent the message of my return to the Star Pavilion. My father and Big Brother are preparing to leave the Star Pavilion. Having spent these days within the Pavilion, I guess they’re still not quite used to living outside. Fortunately, no danger will befall them now that they’ve come out. With emissaries from all realms descending to the mortal world, nobody would dare to cause trouble in the Hidden Dragon Continent."

There was one thing Qin Yu didn’t mention.

Who would bother coming to the Hidden Dragon Continent to trouble his family? And since he was now on the Hidden Dragon Continent and possessed the Qingyu Immortal Mansion, Qin Yu could completely ensure no one could harm his family. Should someone dare to foolishly act against them, Qin Yu would certainly show no mercy.

"Alright, let’s talk no more of other matters. Father and Big Brother haven’t returned yet. There’s a wine tavern ahead; let’s go there and have a good drink. Although the fine wines of Qingyu Immortal Mansion are good, smooth, and delicious, they still lack the kick of Mortal Wine."

All communication between the three brothers was through telepathy, as there were things not suitable for mortals to overhear.

Without delay, the three headed towards the wine tavern, with Shi Xin, Si Zhan, and the other two immediately following into the tavern.

"Brother Yang, who’s this ’Wine God’ you mentioned?"

"It’s the stout, dark-skinned big man sitting in the southeast corner, yes, him. He started drinking here this morning, and it’s been a full three hours now. He’s already downed ten huge jars of Fiery Fire Blade Wine and dozens of plates of beef during that time."

"What a big fellow, he’s probably at least two heads taller than me, right? You just said ten jars? Those big ones? How is that possible, does he have a bottomless pit for a stomach?"

...

As soon as they entered the tavern, Qin Yu heard about an interesting matter.

It seemed there was a man in this tavern who could drink an exceptional amount, and he was drinking the strongest ’Fiery Fire Blade Wine’. For ordinary burly men, three large bowls of such wine would have them down for the count. Yet this robust, dark-skinned man had consumed ten huge jars.

It wasn’t an ordinary small wine jug, but one of those large urns used by restaurants for storing wine. That one large urn must have contained at least twenty jin, so ten urns would amount to two hundred jin. To ordinary people, this indeed was a terrifying prospect.

Qin Yu and his two brothers casually picked a table and sat down, while Shi Xin and the four Spiritual Beasts chose another table to sit at.

Ten large urns of ’Fiery Fire Blade Wine’?

To experts like Qin Yu and the others, let alone ten large urns, even a hundred urns could be swallowed up like a whale engulfing rivers with a single gulp.

"Manager, bring us brothers ten large urns of Fiery Fire Blade Wine," Hou Fei said, laughing heartily as if he wished to throw the world into chaos.

Immediately, everyone on the first floor of the tavern turned their gaze towards Hou Fei and his brothers.

At this moment, a chubby middle-aged man with a beaming smile scuttled over: "Gentlemen, I gather this is your first time trying Fiery Fire Blade Wine. This wine has a very strong kick to it. Forget a large urn, even a small urn would knock a strong man off his feet."

"Quit your nonsense; are you worried we brothers don’t have money? Just get it if I tell you to," Hou Fei said, flipping his hand to reveal a gold ingot.

A ten-liang gold ingot.

Although Fiery Fire Blade Wine was indeed strong, it didn’t count as a top-grade liquor. In contrast, some less potent wines like ’White Jade Spring’ and ’Bamboo Leaf Fragrance’ had frighteningly high prices. Even for ten large urns of Fiery Fire Blade Wine, one only needed ten liang of silver.

A ten-liang gold ingot was more than enough to buy all of the Fiery Fire Blade Wine in the tavern.

The chubby manager’s eyes gleamed as he quickly replied with a smile, "Naturally, you gentlemen have money, and certainly enough of it."

"If the money is enough, then why isn’t the wine here yet?" Hou Fei grew impatient.

"Yes, yes, waiter, quickly get the wine," the chubby manager said, his fleshy cheeks trembling as he spoke, but inwardly he thought, "Let them drink. It’s none of my business if they all get drunk. Boasting they can handle so much when nobody can actually drink ten large urns of Fiery Fire Blade Wine?"

But even as he thought this, the chubby manager couldn’t help but glance at the dark-skinned, burly man.

This big man had started on his eleventh large urn of wine and hadn’t stepped away from his table at all throughout this lengthy period.

"Is this guy even human?" the chubby manager muttered to himself, yet he maintained a smile as he returned to his counter.

"Manager, our four brothers also want ten large urns of Fiery Fire Blade Wine," Si Zhan also called out loudly.

Mo Qilin and the other three Spiritual Beasts wanted to have a grand drinking session as well.

However, this shout seemed to stun the entire tavern.

One by one, the patrons all turned to look at Si Zhan’s table.

"What’s going on today? Suddenly so many people are here, and they all want ten large urns of Fiery Fire Blade Wine at once. Can they really drink it all?"

"That dark-skinned big man has real skills, but as for the two tables that came after, they’re probably just acting on impulse," someone commented.

...

Conversations began to spring up throughout the tavern.

The chubby manager shuffled over again, trembling, "My apologies, gentlemen, but our tavern didn’t foresee such a demand for Fiery Fire Blade Wine today. Now, we only have nine large urns of Fiery Fire Blade Wine left. We truly have no more in stock."

The chubby manager was at his wit’s end.

Being able to sell ten large vats in a single day was already quite good, but today, just three tables had each ordered ten large vats.

"Out of stock?" Si Zhan was taken aback.

"Only nine large vats are left. How about this, esteemed guests, take your time and enjoy, I will immediately send someone to bring back dozens of vats. I believe it will take some time to drink these nine vats, which should be enough for the server to return with more." The manager was indeed pitiable.

Si Zhan looked at his brothers and in the end, could only nod in agreement.

Hou Fei also chuckled, not saying much else.

"Feifei, Little Black, cheers," Qin Yu raised his big bowl.

The three brothers clinked bowls and then casually gulped down their drinks with ease.

After a big bowl of Fiery Fire Blade Wine entered their stomachs, the three of them felt an extremely comfortable warmth spreading throughout their bodies.

...

The number of people on the first floor of the tavern was increasing, with most of the tables filling up. Although nominally, those people came to eat, most were leisurely having their meals and drinks while paying close attention to Qin Yu’s table, Si Zhan’s table, and the table of the dark-skinned burly man.

They really wanted to see if there were indeed people who could drink so much.

As time passed...

The people in the tavern were all astonished.

"Those three brothers at that table are truly amazing. I only saw them chatting and drinking, as if they were drinking water. In such a short time, the three brothers have already finished eight large vats. And they seem almost the same as when they hadn’t started drinking."

"That table with four people is also impressive. They have almost finished their nine large vats of strong liquor."

...

The patrons in the tavern were all discussing in low voices, knowing that it would be quite impolite to speak loudly about adults, so they were all quietly talking to each other. After all, seeing so many masters of drinking appear one after another was quite astonishing.

Even if they weren’t drunk, how could their stomachs hold so much?

The forehead of the tavern’s manager was now beaded with sweat.

The table with the four people had nearly finished their nine large vats, yet the server had not yet brought back more wine.

"Manager, where’s the wine? Didn’t you say that the server would bring it as soon as we finished?" Si Zhan said with a frown and a slightly angry tone.

The chubby manager was quick to respond, "Please wait just a bit longer, he’ll be back any moment, any moment."

This chubby manager, having seen all kinds of people in his life, could naturally tell that none of those who could drink so much were people he could afford to offend just by their presence. Moreover, judging by their capacity for alcohol, none of them were ordinary people.

The chubby manager dared not offend any of them.

A short while later—

"Manager, bring us ten more large vats. The taste of this wine is really good," Hou Fei called out.

"Esteemed guest, please wait just a little longer," the chubby manager said obsequiously with a smile on his face, yet inwardly he was cursing, "Damn it, I need to find a new server. It’s been so long and he hasn’t brought the wine over yet. If these guys get angry, they might even tear down my tavern."

The chubby manager’s guess was very accurate.

Any one of these eight heavy drinkers could reduce his tavern to rubble with a wave of their hand.

Suddenly—

The chubby manager’s eyes lit up with relief when he saw the figure of the server returning in the distance, "Esteemed guests, the server has returned, and the wine will be delivered to your tables shortly." He immediately ordered the others in the tavern to start moving the wine.

This drinking session lasted from noon to evening, and then from the evening right through to the following morning.

The table of Qin Yu and his two brothers, the table of Si Zhan and the four Spiritual Beasts, and the table of the dark-skinned hulking man.

These three tables kept drinking even deep into the night; the chubby manager just closed the main door of the tavern but allowed these three tables to continue their drinking.

Qin Yu and his two brothers, along with Si Zhan and the four Spiritual Beasts, still had each other’s company to chat, whereas that dark-skinned and husky man was drinking alone, not uttering a single word from beginning to end.

In the morning, the sunlight streamed through the large door of the tavern.

"Refreshing, I never expected to find such good wine in the world of mortals," the dark-skinned husky man stood up—finally having had his fill.

By this time in the morning, there were already quite a few customers in the tavern, and almost all of them knew how much the dark-skinned husky man had drunk.

A total of forty large vats!

The other two tables had consumed sixty and seventy vats, respectively.

A terrifying group of people!

"Sure enough, he’s not a mortal." A smile flickered in Qin Yu’s eyes as for the first time he used his Spiritual Sense to probe around. His eyes lit up with discovery, "Is he an Independent Demon, an Independent Monster, or one of the Independent Immortals?"

In the Hidden Dragon Continent, Qin Yu hardly ever used Spiritual Sense, but upon employing it just now, he found that he couldn’t see through this dark-skinned hulking man.

The dark-skinned hulking man walked over to Qin Yu’s table.

Qin Yu hadn’t realized it before, but as the dark-skinned husky man stood in front of him, he sensed the man’s terrifying presence, "It feels like a mountain bearing down on me; such a solid and heavy aura can only belong to a great expert, possibly no less skilled than Zong Jue."

"Hey, kid, I like the look of you," the dark-skinned husky man smiled as he looked towards Hou Fei.

"Me?" Hou Fei pointed at himself in surprise.

The dark-skinned husky man nodded, "My name is Man Qian. You can call me Brother Man Qian."

It was only at this point that Qin Yu noticed something about this person called Man Qian—his pupils were actually purple!

"Brother, damn it, I only have one Big Brother, what gives you the right to be my Big Brother?" Hou Fei was not impressed.

A flash of light crossed Man Qian’s purple pupils as the smile disappeared from his face and his expression turned completely cold.

(This Chapter by Fang Qie is written lightly, as the next one begins with more tumultuous events. Likewise... Qin Yu is about to undergo his Tribulation Crossing. Who is Man Qian? I trust the clever readers have already guessed. )

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