The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 843 - 464: Tantai_2

Just now Ning Xiaoxian had asked about Hu Huoer’s plans, and now she summoned Dou Er from the Hidden Guard and recommended him to her: "This man is an expert on the Northwest route. If you want to arrange a place for the maid in the future, he can assist you from the side." Given Hu Huoer’s temperament, her most urgent desire is to rescue the women from her clan, but she only has a vague idea about their future settlement. So she started chatting with Dou Er and realized that although his cultivation level seemed low, his ability to devise strategies was quite impressive.

Taking advantage of this idle moment, Ning Xiaoxian thanked Tantai Yi seriously: "If it weren’t for the life-saving Jade you gave me, I would have long died and wouldn’t have made it to today’s Northwest." This time, her gratitude was truly sincere. The Jade that Tantai Yi gifted her that day saved her life from the jaws of the Canglong in the underground waterways of Rock City, sparing her the fate of being bitten into two halves.

Such grace, she keeps in mind. So as a return, she wants to give him a beautiful lady. Yes, that’s right. In a few days, Tantai, don’t be too grateful. Thinking of this, the smile on her face became even more genuine.

Tantai, upon hearing this, laughed and said: "It’s a trivial matter, don’t take it to heart. However, after not seeing you for two years, your cultivation has advanced so much that I’m truly impressed." After speaking, he went to lift his gourd, only to find after tilting it for a long time, not a drop of liquor came out.

It’s empty.

She was taken aback. Just now, hadn’t she just given him some liquor? How did he drink it all in such a short time? Ning Xiaoxian tossed a wine sack to him: "Here, try this kind of wine, also brewed by me." If it weren’t for his cultivation, this guy would have been dead drunk in a vat by now, right?

Tantai immediately beamed with joy, transforming from a lazy cultivator into a drunkard: "You actually have time to brew wine." He poured all the liquid from the wine sack into the gourd, took a sip, closed his eyes to savor it for a long time, and then praised, "Good wine! I’ve traveled all over the world and never tasted this flavor before."

She smiled silently. The world has a wide variety of wines, but the most common are rice wine, fruit wine, and white liquor. A seasoned drunkard like Tantai Yi naturally prefers the spicy, rustic flavor of white liquor. The wine she handed him in the afternoon was fruit wine, sweet yet weak, not quite to his taste. However, the wine she brought out now was her imitation of brandy. This type of wine is a global sensation on Earth, naturally having a unique taste, and is distilled from grape wine, with high alcohol content, even flammable when mixed with water. Ning Xiaoxian also borrowed the method of making ice wine, giving it a special flavor. Although it’s brewed and consumed immediately, lacking the aged taste, it’s quite enough to deal with Tantai Yi.

A true drunkard loves to drink spirits. Shortly after swallowing this wine, Tantai Yi felt a warmth rising in his belly, evident of its high alcohol content, yet the taste remained smooth and mellow, unlike the typical throat-scraping white liquor, increasingly smooth with each sip, prompting him to praise it again with another "Good wine."

She shrugged, stood up to leave, and suddenly heard Tantai Yi’s transmission in her ear: "If you aren’t in a hurry to leave, accompany her more."

Both knew clearly who "her" referred to. She snorted lightly in response: "Don’t shirk responsibility. You and I both know who she prefers to be accompanied by."

Tantai Yi said nothing more. When she turned to look, she saw him lazily leaning back against the tree trunk. Her heart stirred as she thought, Tantai Yi seemed casual and unrestrained, showing no pretense in front of others, but only when Hu Huoer approached him did he become a block of wood resistant to salt and oil.

In truth, does that not indicate that Hu Huoer is special to him too? With a keen eye, she had long noticed that this time upon meeting again, Tantai Yi’s chin was clean-shaven, not a bit of stubble, and he drank carefully, unlike before when liquor used to drench his collar. Although still sitting carelessly, his clothes were neat and clean... perhaps Hu Huoer, traveling with him all the way, has gotten used to these things, but Ning Xiaoxian saw this and felt that Hu Huoer’s claim that Tantai Yi had no reaction towards her might not be entirely true?

Hmph, pretentious man. Ning Xiaoxian secretly despised him, turned around, and walked back into the carriage, instructing Qi Zai to keep watch, then using the carriage as cover, stepped into the God Demon Prison.

Changtian was sitting with a disgruntled expression. Just now, she had closed the Demon Eye, leaving him only able to hear the laughter and conversations of the two women without seeing any scenes, feeling displeased inside.

"Why upset again, is it my fault for closing the Demon Eye? You really want to see Hu Huoer, don’t you?"

Changtian ignored her.

She deliberately sighed, a look of melancholy on her face: "She is so pretty, with a truly impressive figure. Among men who can resist such a beauty, perhaps only an oddball like Tantai Yi, right?"

He glanced at her, this little girl, overplaying her act. He snorted from his nose and said: "Pretty? In the Ancient Times, there were many women more beautiful than her that I saw often."

Although knowing he spoke the truth, Ning Xiaoxian suddenly felt a sour sensation bubbling in her heart as if she had bitten into an unripe green tangerine, and suddenly realized: "Indeed! How could I forget, Lord Divine Monarch has seen countless women, even the Nine Heavenly Immortals, so of course, he doesn’t care for such a minor display." She suddenly remembered, his multi-thousand-year history remains a blank to her, and how many women had he had? It’s a question she has pondered but consciously avoided. She values the present more than the past.

Changtian watched her face turn from clear to cloudy, yet did not pick up her lead, only beckoned casually: "Come here." (To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com for reading.)