Chen Jiuge's position should be at the very center of the private room, facing a dark red door, but most of the door was blocked by the barmaid, making it hard to see clearly.
Beyond the door, apart from the barmaid's spot, everything else was pitch black, only the vague outlines of sculptures of various sizes could be made out on either side.
In front of him was a small purple table, neither wood nor tal, but with a texture sowhat like jade, giving Chen Jiuge the impression that the table was alive.
Two bronze goblets stood prominently on the table, but their bases seed unnaturally red, and after a few glances, Chen Jiuge almost thought they might bleed.
Behind him, it was eerily dark, nothing visible, but instinctively, Chen Jiuge felt sothing alive was there.
Touching the goosebumps on his skin that had unknowingly appeared, Chen Jiuge gave a bitter smile: "Hei Mu, this doesn't seem as safe as you said, it feels even more dangerous than offering sacrifices to heaven."
"Dear guest, please taste the Nine Dragons Flying Sky Wine!"
"This wine is a top-grade Immortal Brew brewed for ten thousand years with Flying Dragon Essence Blood matched with countless Spirit Fruits, most delicious."
The barmaid's sweet smile revealed a strong malice, as if the next mont she would tear Chen Jiuge into pieces.
"Alright, drink."
Chen Jiuge forced a smile, downed the filled cup in one gulp, and the intense fragrance of the wine made him montarily lose himself, a wondrous feeling of flying filled him, indescribable in words.
"Gulp" "Gulp"
A sowhat mindless Chen Jiuge grabbed the wine jug from the barmaid's hand, gulping down large mouthfuls until not a drop was left, and only then his eyes cleared.
"What is this?"
A look of disbelief appeared in Chen Jiuge's eyes; although he enjoyed a drink, he had never lost his senses because of it before.
Although this Nine Dragons Flying Sky Wine was indeed wonderful, it was too exaggerated.
"Wait, sothing's wrong!"
Threads of Spiritual Energy, no, it should be immortal power now, seeped out from Chen Jiuge, but he clearly knew this wasn't his immortal power.
So, this immortal power was gained from drinking.
"The effects of this wine are too exaggerated, even the last Golden Immortal Fruit didn't have such an effect."
"Dear guest, please wait a mont, the next jug of wine will be here soon, please don't move around, or accidents may happen."
At the last mont, the barmaid stuck out a forked tongue like a snake and licked Chen Jiuge's cheek, leaving a wet trace.
At that mont, Chen Jiuge felt death, and his body couldn't stop trembling.
The shapely barmaid gave an alluring wink, swaying her graceful figure as she slowly left.
"Banning intimacy with the barmaid, is Hei Mu joking with ? Who would dare have relations with such a terrifying creature?" Chen Jiuge was sowhat frantic.
......
The private room next to Chen Jiuge
Upon realizing he had entered the Alcohol Immortal scenario, Hei Mu completely relaxed, feeling that even though drinking was unpleasant, it was nothing compared to just being alive.
"Gulp"
Downing a cup in one go, Hei Mu boldly said: "Bring more wine!"
With an extrely voluptuous figure, covered only by a thin veil, the barmaid teased, "Sir, drink slowly."
After saying that, she teasingly caressed Hei Mu's wrinkled face.
"Fortune really favors , it turns out to be an Alcohol Immortal scenario, with my help, the City Lord and Master Xiao should be safe." Hei Mu muttered a couple of sentences to himself, then refocused his attention on the barmaid.
The wine was not a big issue, the main problem was the alluring enchantress; an old man like him had to maintain his integrity.
"Co, fill it up again, don't touch freely, I'm not a casual person!"
The private room's bridal chamber-like decor added to the allure, challenging the elderly man to resist the barmaid's temptation.
On the other side, Xiao Hong looked baffled at the figure in front of her, was it a... male?
Handso and cold, with a chiseled face, a bare upper body, perfect V-line, solid eight-pack abs, everything about him appealed to Xiao Hong's aesthetics.
At the first glance, Xiao Hong even blushed a bit out of embarrassnt, but the next mont she was backfired by the Mutual Heart Chain.
"Pfff"
Spitting out a mouthful of old blood, the pink in Xiao Hong's eyes faded, clarity returning, and again she looked at the alcohol male, but the feeling in her heart was gone.
"Aphrodisiac, this old Hei Mu is unreliable, not ntioning such important matters!" Xiao Hong said with so resentnt, luckily no one else was around, or her reputation could be ruined.
Sowhat furious, Xiao Hong didn't need encouragent from the alcohol male, took a hearty swig, cursing, "Just wait till I get out, Hei Mu, you're done for."
Actually, Xiao Hong wrongly blad Hei Mu; being male, he only ever encountered barmaids, naturally unaware of what Female Cultivators would encounter.
With Hei Mu playing ostrich and Xiao Hong cursing, both seed alright, the only oddity remained in Chen Jiuge's private room.
....
The scene shifts back to Chen Jiuge's private room
In the void, a peculiar creature resembling a chamber pot was quietly observing Chen Jiuge's every move.
"A similar aura, seems like it's the Chaos Pearl, what a coincidence!" The Artifact Spirit from the Primordial Realm, its top lid popping twice.
"Let give you a little boost!"
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