fifth form

Chapter 3318 Tea Competition
Excluding West Kunlun and the Heavenly Court, Guanjiangkou was the most perfectly constructed secret site that Zhang Xuezhou had ever seen.

This secluded place is surrounded by water, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and pavilions, towers and palaces are scattered around, making it extremely well-built.

Compared to this, the secret site of the Lord of Mount Tai is like a slum, even with the latest renovations by Zhang Xuezhou and others. The secret site of Shanglin Garden built by the imperial court is also far inferior.

"Has the True Lord recently engaged in any killings?"

A white dog led the way, followed by Zhang Xuezhou and the others.

After walking for about 15 minutes, the group saw a pavilion overlooking the water, where seven people were sitting cross-legged, fishing with fishing rods.

Normal fishing hooks are curved, but the hooks used by the seven people are straight and have no bait.

This fishing method can only catch some stupid fish. Zhang Xuezhou even stood on tiptoe to look at everyone's fish baskets. Li Tianwang asked directly, while Jinzha and Muzha were no longer as casual as before, but more reserved.

"Who's coming here? It's Li Tianwang!"

All seven turned around at the same time. The handsome young man sitting in the middle glanced at Li Tianwang and spoke in a low voice.

The man was already quite handsome, but the other six people around him were either average-looking or ugly. This contrast in appearance gave people a very strong sense of stimulation. Even Zhang Xuezhou was stunned for a moment, only to find that the other person was quite handsome.

"The Heavenly King has arrived just in time!"

The man spoke in a calm voice, which caused Li Tianwang's expression to change drastically.

"I am here to visit the True Lord with the help of Shuo Xian from the Jade Void Sect, not to provoke him," Li Tianwang quickly said.

"Oh? Even the Heavenly King sometimes acts as a middleman? When did the Mi Luo Palace add another person?"

The man's gaze fell on Li Tianwang, then swept over Jinzha and Muzha, causing the two to bow in unison and call out "Brother Yang Jian".

"I thought it was Nezha following behind, but it turned out to be a new friend!"

Yang Jian slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Zhang Xuezhou, before politely cupping his hands in greeting.

He doesn't stand on ceremony with acquaintances and is casual when interacting with Li Tianwang and others, but he is now adhering to etiquette. Clearly, he is unsure of Zhang Xuezhou's background and abilities and is therefore treating him with caution.

“Bring tea!”

He waved his hand, and the two ugly men who had been fishing with him immediately jogged down into the water.

"Fellow Daoist Yang!"

Zhang Xuezhou glanced at the other person, unsure whether to adopt a superior or approachable demeanor.

This Erlang Shen is completely different from Li Tianwang and others. Zhang Xuezhou had met Li Tianwang several times. Li Tianwang seemed arrogant, but he had a superior above him, so he would be polite to people of the same level.

But Yang Jian's gaze was not filled with politeness, but rather with a scrutinizing and examining intent to assess the situation.

The other party seemed to disregard being a disciple of the Celestial Venerable or the prestigious reputation of the Mi Luo Palace.

Zhang Xuezhou pondered for a moment and could only use a more neutral term of address for the initial contact.

“I haven’t seen an immortal with a single-character name in many years. Fellow Daoist, you must be a very capable person,” Yang Jian said.

“If Fellow Daoist Yang is not satisfied with my immortal name, adding three or five characters is fine,” Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"How can a celestial name be changed so easily?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.

“It’s just a name. Call me whatever you want, even if you call me Xiaotian, it doesn’t matter,” Zhang Xuezhou said, shaking his head.

"Good heavens! Good heavens! You're even trying to steal a dog's name! How could you do this? I am Xiaotian! Don't mess around!"

Yang Jian looked surprised and hadn't replied yet, but the white dog that Zhang Xuezhou had used as a scapegoat couldn't help but jump up and down, running back and forth around the group, clearly unhappy that its name was being used by others.

"Drink tea!"

Yang Jian ultimately did not dwell on the name.

He took the tea tray that had been handed to him, placed it on the stone bench in the attic, and then gestured to invite everyone to drink tea.

"Ah~"

Li Tianwang sighed, and Jinzha and Muzha carefully held a cup of tea, then sat down and slowly sipped their tea.

Zhang Xuezhou also held his cup, glancing at everyone. He felt as if they were drinking poison, but Yang Jian remained expressionless, taking a sip of his tea.

"This tea is interesting!"

Zhang Xuezhou took a sip and felt a bitter taste instantly surge into his heart, followed by a tingling sensation throughout his body.

Before he could even savor it, the Poison Avoidance Technique swept through his body, fading away both the bitterness and the tingling sensation.

The off-flavors fade away, leaving a lingering fragrance, accompanied by a sense of restoration of the body's energy and magical power. Such natural treasures that restore the body's energy and magical power are rare. If one can withstand the negative effects of tea, this is an invaluable spiritual tea.

Zhang Xuezhou gave a thumbs-up and then drank it all in one gulp.

"If it's interesting, would you like another drink?" Yang Jian said with a smile.

"However many cups Fellow Daoist Yang drinks, I'll drink that many cups with him," Zhang Xuezhou said with a smile.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist is so generous, bring some tea!"

Yang Jian exclaimed in surprise, then gestured for someone nearby to quickly hand him a teapot and pour him tea.

"please!"

"please!"

"Dry!"

"Change to a bigger bowl!"

"happy!"

……

Zhang Xuezhou and Zhao Tianhua had a drinking contest, but he never expected to experience a similar situation himself.

This special tea was also used for competitions and contests.

Zhang Xuezhou was not averse to poison. His body was depleted of magical energy and needed to be restored. He used the Bigu technique to compress his energy and did not care about the amount of tea he drank.

After changing to a large bowl, he drank twelve bowls of tea in succession. His complexion only appeared somewhat rosy, but watermarks had already appeared on Yang Jian's face, indicating that he had consumed too much water.

"Impressive skills! Could you please bring me twelve more bowls?" Yang Jian exclaimed.

"I'll drink as much as Fellow Daoist Yang needs to drink!"

Zhang Xuezhou gestured, and Yang Jian gave him a wink. Immediately, the people behind him all went down to work.

Some people brought large pots to boil water, some brought water vats, some carried several precious rosewood brocade boxes containing tea, some carried firewood, and some even opened their mouths to breathe fire, igniting the wood.

"My stomach has limited capacity, and if I drink like this, I'll only force out some tea. I'll untie my body and drink with you to my heart's content," Yang Jian said.

"Fellow Daoist, please show us your skills!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, and then Yang Jian's body swayed, his nearly two-meter height instantly turning into a ten-foot height, and his loose robe was torn, revealing his extremely strong upper body.

With a hand several times larger than usual, the large bowl transformed into a small butterfly in his hand.

Yang Jian pointed to the water vat, indicating that the two of them should take the vat and drink to their hearts' content.

"Easy to say!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He possessed the ability to abstain from grains and transform water into other substances, while Yang Jian manifested a physical body.

After the body expands several times, the tea consumed previously becomes negligible, and the stomach can hold more tea.

The amount of water stored in the stomach is not the point; the point is the toxicity and benefits of tea.

While a body that is immune to all toxins can avoid them, it cannot eliminate the benefits; the positive effects will eventually become a burden on the body.

In the end, this tea-drinking competition boils down to testing the limits of each person's physical training techniques.

Yang Jian, who had attained sainthood in the physical body, was clearly extremely confident, and Zhang Xuezhou was not intimidated either.

“I’ve heard that Fellow Daoist Yang is proficient in the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, which are all-powerful. This trip will be a great opportunity to broaden my horizons,” Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Don't think I, Yang, am using some kind of mystical skill to deceive you. This is simply my body in its normal state!"

Yang Jian, now ten feet tall, blushed slightly and offered another explanation.

"I need to use my profound skills to bind my body so that I can be like an ordinary person," Yang Jian said. "My profound skills have forged my body, but I haven't used the mysteries of my profound skills yet. It's rare that you have made such progress in body refinement, so let's drink together and each rely on our physical condition. Whoever uses magic or supernatural powers will lose!"

"As it should be!"

Zhang Xuezhou reached for the jar, not caring that the tea in it was scalding hot, and drank heartily from it.

Yang Jian blinked, then looked at Zhang Xuezhou's belly and body, which hadn't overflowed with water. In the end, he had no choice but to take the large vat and drink tea repeatedly.