Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?! Chapter 688 - 672: Drunk

Jiang Yuan, once a part of the corporate working class, knows well how important team contributions are to be recognized.

Today, by directly seizing the opportunity, they dragged the system-identified slayable ingredient, a lifeless Flood Dragon corpse that had lost external life signs, into the slaughterhouse, allowing everyone to enjoy the feast of Flood Dragon at. The greatest credit goes to Bai Yunqi and Xie Chenyuan, and everyone should know it.

"We’re blessed by the light of these two seniors today. Thanks to your bravery in fighting the Flood Dragon, we get to enjoy this delicacy. Here’s to the two of you, wishing you all the best in your endeavors and ever-progressing in your cultivation."

With these simple words, Hu Zhile made Xie Chenyuan’s face flush slightly. Having mooched off als for so long, he suddenly felt a sense of achievent and belonging.

Thinking about his contribution to the ingredients on the table filled him with pride and satisfaction.

Though happy, he couldn’t take undue credit, so Xie Chenyuan quickly explained, "Actually, I only assisted. The main combat strength depended entirely on Brother Bai. Moreover, it was thanks to the opportunity given by the seniors. Otherwise, such a Secret Realm is sothing ordinary cultivators would hardly have the chance to see."

Qing Niao thought if she were to face the Flood Dragon in the big white snake’s realm while enduring bloodline pressure... no way, it would be too risky, and she would never take such a chance.

In comparison, although the big white snake was a bit annoying, its courage was indeed comndable.

"Well done! I wish you success in transforming into a dragon soon!" she sincerely congratulated, raising her glass.

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious. Jiang Yuan took a sip of the fruit wine, and his eyes lit up. The wine had a rich fruity aroma and a delicate, llow taste, well-balanced sweet and sour without much alcoholic flavor, very suitable for soone like him who can’t handle alcohol well.

But, being a ordinary fruit wine that can be brought into the real world, even though it tasted great, it didn’t have any additional effects, not even any Spiritual Wine aura shown by the system.

He was a bit curious—if he guzzled down a whole barrel, would he get drunk?

"Great wine!" Yun Mo took a drink, and the robust man he transford into imdiately felt his face flush, "Sir, I didn’t expect your winemaking skills to be so exceptional. This is the best wine I’ve ever tasted!"

He suddenly rembered when he first t the gentleman, he ntioned looking for fruits to make wine. Who would’ve thought that the wine brewed from those wild fruits in the wilderness would taste so wonderful!

One has to admit, humans are indeed impressive, especially this unique creativity!

Everyone took a sip and unanimously praised the wine.

"Everyone, eat and drink to your heart’s content. I’m not a fan of the endless politeness at the table, so let’s skip the formalities. If it’s good, have more. Tonight, there’s plenty of food, and only three barrels of fruit wine. If you like it, I’ll make a few more barrels of Spiritual Wine later for everyone to indulge!"

Jiang Yuan, not one to blend well into the drink culture in the modern world, found today’s gathering to be more relaxed with everyone eating and drinking happily.

Despite this, everyone still waited for him to start eating.

Picking up a piece of stir-fried Flood Dragon liver, he put it in his mouth. A unique flavor of at filled his palate, and he found himself at a loss for words, instead urging everyone to dig in, "Try the Flood Dragon liver. It’s indeed delicious!"

The tender and smooth Flood Dragon liver was cooked to perfection, retaining a slight chewy texture. Biting into it, the outer layer was charred and slightly firm, while the inner layer was tender and bursting with juice, exuding a distinct aroma with every chew.

The Physical Strength Bar in the upper right corner of his view instantly maxed out.

"Ah-wooo!" Qing Niao showed no restraint, grabbing a piece of braised Flood Dragon at, her petal-like mouth opened wide, showing sharp teeth like a hungry fledgling with its mouth wide open, almost seeing her throat.

Stuffing the dragon at into her mouth, she chewed with twinkling eyes, "Delicious! Delicious! Brother’s culinary skills are exquisite, even handling the Flood Dragon at so perfectly. It’s so fragrant!"

Recalling the taste of dragon at from her past life, she felt a bit regretful that she swallowed it raw back then, a foolish waste indeed!

Who could have thought that Flood Dragon at, when made into a dish, would taste so fragrant and delicious.

Soon after, soft and abundant Spiritual Power spread from her stomach to her entire body, making her slightly squint and enjoy the llow feeling wrapped in rich Spiritual Power.

The others felt similarly to Qing Niao. Upon seeing Mr. Jiang start eating, they couldn’t help but eagerly yet modestly pick up the Flood Dragon at closest to them. Tasting it brought endless savor and a bit of mild intoxication from the overpowering Spiritual Power.

Yun Mo, with the lowest realm, imdiately felt a bit dizzy, as if floating, his mood inexplicably lifted. He swept away his usual reticent deanor and started enthusiastically toasting everyone.

As an artifact refiner, Leng Yutang didn’t have high combat power. Yet today, not only did he receive many priceless treasures from Mr. Jiang but also got his fill of dragon at, which got him excitedly chatting, asking Qing Niao about what kind of axe she wanted.

"Huh? Isn’t this just ordinary fruit wine? Although the system didn’t report the alcohol content, it shouldn’t be this strong, right?" Jiang Yuan only felt that the dishes made with Flood Dragon at were delicious, and the fruit wine was fragrant and tasty, with no other feelings.

But all the cultivators at the table, whether Qing Niao, the reincarnated big shot, or Xie Chenyuan, the sect disciple, or even the contracted pet, every one of them seed to be tipsy. After only one or two drinks, they seed moderately intoxicated.

"The fruit wine brewed by the Venerable Family is indeed good to drink, but it seems easy to get drunk." Hu Zhile’s cheeks flushed like a peach blossom with shimring eyes, the slight intoxication making her even more charming. Holding her chin with her right hand, she smiled, "In the past, I had quite a bit of alcohol tolerance, yet today, after just two cups, I sohow feel a bit tipsy."

Qing Niao, also a bit tipsy, waved her hand and laughed, "I misspoke! The wine my brother brews is naturally excellent, but the reason you’re slightly intoxicated is not because of the wine, but because you ate Flood Dragon at.

Given our current realm, we actually can’t handle such a great treasure. But my brother’s skills as an Immortal Chef are extraordinary, using the Power of Celestial Fire to dissolve the frenzied energy within the at, and supporting it with other ingredients rich in spiritual energy, creating this dish bursting with Spiritual Power.

Just one bite overflows with Spiritual Power, making you feel drunk, but it’s actually Drunken Spiritual Energy! Brother, am I right?"

The overflowing Spiritual Power left her feeling ethereal, giving her the courage to voice her suspicion and seek a response.

The words "Immortal Chef" and "Celestial Fire" wedged in there, as long as they weren’t denied, it was an implicit admission of a celestial identity!

Jiang Yuan, unaware of her sches, was equally insensitive to these terms and only rembered that these dishes on the table indeed had far higher enhancents than regular ones, nodding imdiately in agreent, "Qing Niao is right, it’s probably because the Spiritual Power is too concentrated, and the body couldn’t absorb and refine it all at once, making it feel like being ’drunk’."

After receiving a confirming reply, Qing Niao felt exceedingly proud, deeming herself incredibly smart and witty for deducing her brother’s true identity from unusual clues, haha, the heavens have truly blessed !

"In fact, by conventional logic, just having a bite each is trendous fortune, and we should rush to cultivate, absorb, and refine the Spiritual Power to avoid waste.

But with my brother’s power here, he lets us eat freely as we please, and wasting so Spiritual Power is no issue, it’s truly blissful..." The more Qing Niao thought, the more excited she got, devouring various delicacies made from Flood Dragon at in big bites, and downing two more cups of fruit wine.

Under the influence of Drunken Spiritual Energy, all the cultivators at the table had flushed faces, becoming increasingly excited, except Jiang Yuan, who, despite eating and drinking to his fill, remained sober.

"Turns out fruit wine really doesn’t get you drunk," after quietly attempting again, he couldn’t help but wonder if it’s because of the low alcohol content?

Or perhaps due to ordinary ingredients and results, not getting any enhancents, the system simply ignores the alcohol degree, making him ’immune to drunkenness’?

If brought back to reality, could it make you drunk?

Fruit wine without enhancent doesn’t intoxicate, but what about Spiritual Wine brewed later, would it induce drunkenness?

The group of demon cultivators at the table beca adorably ’drunk’; Leng Yutang showed off his Angry Fire Bear form to Hu Zhile, showcasing his spark-spitting fur, and complinted her beauty in her Snow Mountain Fox Race form;

Bai Yunqi explained the difference between his combat form and daily form to Xie Chenyuan, and even transford into a snake as thick as an arm, proudly displaying the ’Dragon Scale’ he had just grown to everyone;

Yun Mo and Qing Niao, the two ’birds,’ were particularly fond of the fruit wine, drinking one cup after another, reminiscing about the glorious past...

"Busy all the ti as usual, a sudden pause makes it feel like sothing’s missing." Watching them eating and drinking rrily, Jiang Yuan, finding himself completely sober and out of place, quietly left the table to enjoy the sumr night in the courtyard.

In the fowl and livestock sheds, the water troughs were filled with Lunar Sea Water, and the magical animal cubs raised there were all purchased from the System Mall. When grown, they only produced eggs, fur, or milk, or were simply reared to be slaughtered for at. They were destined to never gain intelligence and beco demon cultivators, so he didn’t need to pay much attention to these ’tool’ animals.

The system-built and upgraded fowl and livestock sheds were like little worlds. They ate, drank, and slept without running away, with outputs ready for harvest exactly at six every morning, making it very convenient and energy-saving.

The presence of the dicine Garden was minimal, especially after exchanging for an automatic sprinkler from the Mysterious Cave, which required no managent.

After a big circle, Jiang Yuan felt quite satisfied with the manor he built with his own hands, knowing that after reaching Level Seven and creating new spaces, the entire small courtyard would undergo a qualitative change!

"In less than half a month, the season will change, and then clearing and planting crops will be a large project. Also, when autumn arrives, it’s uncertain where the Wilderness will relocate..." Strolling leisurely, he stepped out of the protective shield and stood on the grassland in the cool moonlight, catching sight of the distant brightly lit city.

Unsure whether Miss Hu Jiu had entered the state or not, with the side quest of catching fifty traitors not showing any progress, he might need to find an excuse to check over there.

"Help!"

"Help! Help !"

Suddenly, a cry for help ca faintly from behind. Jiang Yuan turned and saw a towering Mist Cloud slowly drifting further away, the heart-wrenching cries emanating from within.

He didn’t think much and imdiately summoned the Bright Moon Sword.

The Sword Spirit, with a flushed face and dreamy eyes, sat cross-legged on the sword, solemnly cupping its hands, "What are your orders, sir?"

Jiang Yuan: ???

The small dragon zombie bodies were chopped up with the Clear Wind Sword. Adhering to impartiality and universal benevolence, he had given both the Clear Wind Bright Moon Sword a piece of dragon at to let the Sword Spirit have a taste, and the results...

"Are you also drunk?"

"No, I have not consud alcohol, nor am I drunk." The Bright Moon Sword’s Sword Spirit, now more solid than before and almost indistinguishable from a real person at first glance, sat formally and uttered seriously, "Just a bit dizzy."