A master of comedy!

"The food is served!"

Inside the kitchen, Yao Taifeng wore an apron, her long hair was tied up, revealing her fair and slender neck. Holding a spatula, she exuded an indescribable gentle temperament amidst the boiling stove fire.

He truly is capable both in the martial arts world and in the kitchen.

Four dishes, all of which were extremely rare and unheard-of original creations, with perfect color, aroma and taste, making Zhou Sheng swallow hard.

He deliberately placed the table in front of the sleeping old man, Niu Shan, so that the aroma of the food would waft over.

Time passed slowly.

Zhou Sheng and Yao Taifeng exchanged a glance, both frowning.

Strange, why did this senior suddenly stop responding? Even his snoring has stopped. Could he really be fast asleep?
Previously, he and Yaotai Feng had both realized that Old Man Niushan was faking his sleep, so they used delicious food to lure him.

The effect seemed obvious at the time, but now the other party is not responding at all.

"senior……"

Zhou Sheng called softly, but the other party still did not respond. When he reached out and touched the other party's body, his pupils narrowed involuntarily.

wrong!

How could this body be so cold and stiff?

It had no warmth to the touch, but rather an unusual chill; its muscles were stiff, its face was pale, and its chest did not rise or fall at all.

Is he... dead?
Zhou Sheng and Yao Taifeng looked at each other in bewilderment. They tried to find out what was going on, but no matter what they did, they couldn't find any sign of life.

Breathing, heartbeat, pulse, and even the primordial spirit have all ceased to exist, leaving only an empty shell.

For a moment, Zhou Sheng frowned deeply.

Wait, what's going on?
He hadn't sensed any signs of a battle just now, and the old man of Niushan's cultivation was unfathomable. Who could have killed him silently?
Could it be that she was implicated by him, for example, that the beautiful Bodhisattva noticed something and killed him in advance to silence him?
Zhou Sheng shook his head, his mind in turmoil.

If it was indeed the work of the Crimson-Faced Bodhisattva, then the opponent's strength is far too terrifying.

Just as he was about to perform divination using the Luoshu, he suddenly heard Yaotai Feng's voice, tinged with a hint of surprise.

"It moved! The finger moved!"

"The eyelids, the eyelids moved too!"

Zhou Sheng's eyes flashed, and sure enough, he saw that the old man Niu Shan, who had been as stiff as a corpse, was now trembling slightly in his fingers and eyelids.

The next moment, an invisible ripple seemed to emerge around them.

The fluctuation was extremely subtle; if Zhou Sheng hadn't drunk the Awakening Soup, making his primordial spirit sharp and powerful, he probably wouldn't have been able to detect it.

As for Yaotai Feng, she was completely unaware.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

Old Man Niu Shan suddenly sat up, took a deep breath, and then began to cough violently, as if he were being chased by something terrifying, panting heavily.

However, her face began to regain color, and her body warmed up.

"That was close! That was close! I almost got bitten!"

"Wine, give me some wine!"

Yao Taifeng quickly handed over a jar of wine and asked curiously, "Senior, what happened to you just now? Were you being chased by something?"

Old man Niu Shan gulped down several large mouthfuls of water before he finally recovered.

"Stop talking. You little brat have whetted my appetite. This old beggar is thinking of stealing some fine wine to go with your... Eight Treasure Peach Jade Pool Feast, isn't he?"

"As a result, his soul left his body and he almost didn't return. Tsk tsk, that was quite a close call!" "Stealing fine wine?"

Zhou Sheng asked curiously, "Senior, there's fine wine everywhere here, why bother stealing it?"

"Heh, what do you know? No matter how good the wine here is, it's just ordinary stuff. Compared to true celestial brew, it's like comparing a grain of rice to the bright moon, or a nag to a unicorn—completely incomparable!"

"Although I failed to steal the wine this time, even just catching a whiff of its aroma made the trip worthwhile!"

Hearing the old man from Niushan speak so highly of the so-called celestial wine, Zhou Sheng immediately became curious.

"I once drank monkey wine made from a variety of fruits in the mountains. I wonder if it can be called a divine wine?"

"Far from it, far from it! Monkey wine is a rare delicacy, but it's still a long way from being a divine product!"

"What kind of exquisite wine is this? Please enlighten me, senior."

"Looks like you're into this drink too, huh? Haha, this old beggar will teach you a lesson today!"

Old Man Niu Shan sat down to eat and drink, enjoying his meal immensely. Only after he was completely satisfied did he use a bamboo skewer to pick at his teeth and recount the exquisite dish in detail.

"There are two kinds of celestial wines in the world, one in heaven and one on earth."

"This heavenly wine is called Qiongjiang, or Jade Dew Qiongjiang. Legend has it that the Queen Mother of the West holds a Peach Banquet every five hundred years, where immortals can drink this wine to their heart's content and enjoy themselves to the fullest. Now that the Kunlun Secret Realm has disappeared, Qiongjiang has long been lost, but I, the old beggar, once drank it at the Blissful Banquet in the Heavenly Palace."

"That taste...it was truly unforgettable!"

Hearing the name of the Heavenly Palace again, Zhou Sheng became even more curious.

What magic does that place possess that has left such a deep impression on so many influential figures, making them unable to forget it?

"As for the celestial wine underground, it is called Celestial Master Wine. It is hidden in a gourd. You must have heard of that gourd. It is the celestial gourd of the Celestial Master Zhong Kui!"

"Zhong Kui, the Celestial Master?"

"Indeed, although Zhong Kui, the Celestial Master, has disappeared, his treasured gourd is still here. It contains the strongest wine in the world, which is said to be brewed from the most ferocious and vicious demons in hell. One sip is like swallowing a fire knife, yet it also has an indescribable and wonderful taste. It is unique in the world!"

Zhou Sheng couldn't help but glance at him. This old man from Niushan was not only skilled, but also incredibly audacious. He could even find the whereabouts of the magic weapon of the Celestial Master Zhong Kui and try to steal it.

One can imagine that the place where the celestial master Zhong Kui's gourd was kept must have been heavily guarded, with numerous restrictions, and extremely dangerous.

That's why the old man from Niushan said he almost got bitten.

"Alas, it's hard to go from extravagance to frugality. Ever since I drank the heavenly nectar, this old beggar has been longing for the Heavenly Master Wine, which is on par with it. He's been thinking about it day and night, and even went to great lengths to find out where it was. Unfortunately, his fate wasn't fierce enough to subdue the vicious guard dog..."

Upon hearing the words "fate," Zhou Sheng seemed to suddenly understand something.

"Senior, you've been laying the groundwork for so long, it's probably all for this moment."

Although his thoughts had been exposed, Old Man Niu Shan was not embarrassed at all and laughed loudly, "As expected of Yu Zhensheng's disciple, you are really shrewd."

"Isn't it just helping you refine pills and weapons, and telling you about that Bodhisattva's background? As long as you let me drink the Heavenly Master's Wine and satisfy my obsession, then everything is negotiable!"

"But senior, with your cultivation level, you couldn't even successfully separate your primordial spirit from your body and almost got bitten. Dan Shan's cultivation level is inferior to yours, how can you go?"

Yao Taifeng immediately objected, "I'm willing to cook for you for a month, with a different dish every day. What do you think—"

"Little girl, your cooking is indeed delicious, but you always ask for fine wine. This food is just something to go with the wine. It's nice to have it, but it's okay if you don't."

"Moreover, what you are asking for is not simple. It is no exaggeration to say that, apart from me, the old beggar, there are only a handful of people in the whole world who can refine the inner core and horn of the dragon. Only a grandmaster in alchemy and weapon crafting can do it."

"And among this handful of people, those who know the origins of that Bodhisattva, hehe..."

"This is the only one; there are no other branches!" (End of Chapter)