Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

Seeing Gu Qianbei's composed demeanor, Haitang's anxiety instantly lessened.

"Thousand Cups, what's your current strength?"

Haitang couldn't help but ask curiously.

Ever since she met Gu Qianbei, every time she saw him, she felt that his strength was constantly being surpassed.

From initially feeling inferior to her, to now far surpassing her.

Haitang no longer knew whether Gu Qianbei's cultivation was truly progressing that quickly, or whether he had been hiding his true abilities from the beginning.

However, judging from Gu Qianbei's previous handling of Princess Wuwan Lixiu, his strength has already reached the top tier of the martial arts world.

Among the people she knew, perhaps only Zhu Wushi, Cao Zhengchun, and her master, Wuhen Gongzi, could be compared to her.

"It's a secret. I can tell you, but you can't tell anyone else."

Gu Qianbei smiled mysteriously, and Haitang nodded repeatedly.

Then, Gu Qianbei whispered in Haitang's ear, "The Realm of Heaven and Man."

Haitang's eyes widened instantly.

"What? You've already broken through to the Celestial Realm? How is that possible? How old are you?"

"Cultivation is not about age, it's about talent."

"It's obvious that my talent is a tiny bit higher than the average person's."

Gu Qianbei extended her right hand, her index finger and thumb touching, leaving a small gap between them.

Haitang quickly accepted this situation and hugged Gu Qianbei tightly.

"As expected of you! If you were a celestial being, you really wouldn't need to care too much about the Formless Emperor."

Gu Qianbei smiled, hugged Haitang, and said nothing more.

What Haitang didn't know was that he was no ordinary celestial being.

Now that his cultivation has broken through to the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm, and with the added benefit of various fine wines, even those at the late-stage of the Celestial Realm might not be his match.

Within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the only person he could not afford to offend was probably the century-old Taoist priest on Mount Wudang.

"By the way, Haitang, are there any imperial clans that protect the emperor within the court?"

Gu Qianbei suddenly thought of something and asked.

"The Dragon Protectors? Why are you suddenly asking about that?"

Haitang asked in confusion.

"I've heard this legend before, so I wanted to ask. It's said that the Baolong clan was the predecessor of the Imperial Guards, but now it seems that only your Baolong Manor has Imperial Guards."

"There is indeed a clan that protects the dragon. They are the predecessors of the imperial secret agents."

However, the Baolong clan later encountered some changes and dispersed into the martial arts world.

Now, apart from His Majesty, no one knows where they are anymore.

"Oh?"

Gu Qianbei seemed to be deep in thought upon hearing this.

It seems that there are indeed no more members of the imperial family protecting the emperor in the current court.

But where is the Dragon Protector Clan in the martial arts world?

With the support of the imperial court, the Baolong clan must not be unknown in the martial arts world.

Even the Dragon Guardian Manor doesn't know where they went, so their ability to hide is terrifying.

Gu Qianbei shook her head slightly, deciding not to think about it anymore.

He wasn't very interested in the Baolong family; he was only interested in Ling Lingfa.

If a master inventor like Ling Lingfa truly existed in this world, there would be so many things he could do.

After lingering with Haitang for a while, Gu Qianbei got up and began brewing wine.

Since we're going to expand the scale of Thousand Sorrows Inn and use it as a teleportation point, we can't skimp on our own brewed wine.

Therefore, Gu Qianbei bought a huge brewery on the outskirts of the capital and brewed a large quantity of fine wine there.

These fine wines will then be transported to every Qianchousi Market.

Of course, these are all fine wines, only one level above ordinary wines, not enough to drive people crazy, so they can be sold in large quantities and are easy to brew.

The finest wines of even higher quality can only be purchased at the Thousand Sorrows Shop in the great city.

As for the spirit wine, it must be sold through auctions, and the quantity is extremely limited, making it impossible for ordinary people to buy.

This is the only way to maximize profits.

As for the Immortal Drink, Gu Qianbei will not sell it.

That's his biggest trump card right now; it can't be measured by money.

Besides, he's not short of money now.

Thanks to the help of Haitang and the number one manor in the world, Qianchousi's affairs went very smoothly.

Even the Iron-Blooded Marquis made no attempt to stop them.

In this kind of business, everyone benefits, so no one has any objections.

Soon, Qianchousi opened many more branches.

Gu Qianbei opened the distribution map of Qianchousi, and saw that the map of the Ming Dynasty was densely packed with Qianchousi branches, probably numbering over a thousand.

"Indeed, if you want to make a fortune, you still need to leverage external forces."

"If I were to do it all myself, I don't know when I would reach this scale."

Gu Qianbei smiled with satisfaction.

In this way, he could use the wine trail at will, which was within easy reach.

Within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, he could go wherever he wanted.

"I've finally accomplished something that's been on my mind."

There's nothing to do in the capital for now, let's go check out the area near the Ming Cult.

Xiao Zhao and the others should have arrived at the Ming Cult by now.

As Gu Qianbei thought this, his figure disappeared from Qianchou Market and appeared in Qianchou Market in a small town near Guangming Peak the next moment.

"The 'Wine Tracking' feature is still so useful."

Gu Qianbei smiled with satisfaction, then used his lightness skill to leave the Qianchousi branch.

The staff at the branch store didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

On the summit of Bright Peak.

Yang Guo, Xiao Zhao, Zhu'er, and Dai Qisi have been here for some time now.

Dai Qi came to atone for her sins with the Sacred Flame Token, and was naturally welcomed by the Ming Cult members.

After all, not many people have a grudge against Dai Qisi; most people still recognize her as the Purple-Robed Dragon King.

Because she brought back the Sacred Flame Token, some people are even considering whether she should be allowed to succeed as the leader of the sect.

After all, that's what Yang Dingtian wrote in his will.

Without a doubt, this person is Zhang Wuji.

He didn't want to be the cult leader; he needed to find someone else to take the position.

Dai Qisi fits this condition, and he wants to push her out of that position.

But clearly, others will not agree.

White-browed Eagle King disagreed, after all, he felt that his grandson was very suitable to be the leader.

Yang Xiao disagreed. He knew very well that the Ming Cult needed a new person to lead it and give it a fresh look. Dai Qisi, with her love-struck mind, was clearly not suitable.

He didn't want to be outdone by Dai Qisi.

Others were also afraid that the Ming Cult would revert to its old ways, so they didn't quite agree.

Most importantly, Dai Qisi didn't mean it that way either.

She knew she wasn't cut out to be a cult leader, and there was no need to create trouble for herself.

Therefore, with everyone refusing, Zhang Wuji had no choice but to give up the idea and instead set his sights on his adoptive father, the Golden Lion King.

"Everyone, now that things have settled down in the Ming Cult, I have decided to go to Icefire Island to bring back my godfather, the Golden Lion King."

Firstly, he was appointed as the acting leader by my Yang Sect Leader, and we must bring him back to take charge of the overall situation.

Secondly, as his adopted son, now that I have the ability, I cannot abandon him.

Therefore, this trip to Ice and Fire Island is a must.