Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

A rich floral fragrance mingled with a soft, melodious tune, drifting down from below the wooden stairs. The stairs creaked softly as a woman slowly ascended.

She stood at the top of the building, dressed in a blue cotton shirt and trousers with white floral prints, and an embroidered apron tied from her chest to her knees, the colors bright and eye-catching. She was adorned with gold and silver beads, shimmering with iridescent colors, which jingled melodiously with each step she took.

A pair of enormous gold rings, as big as the rim of a wine glass, hung from her crystal-clear earlobes, dazzlingly bright.

The woman was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with tanned skin, eyes as clear as autumn water, and as black as lacquer. She possessed a natural charm in her every glance.

A colorful silk ribbon cinched her waist, fluttering gracefully in the spring breeze, accentuating her alluring figure; her feet were bare, with red nail polish adorning her fair insteps, sparking the imagination.

This woman possesses exceptional charm, but upon hearing her voice and then seeing her in person, one finds that the softness and allure of her voice far surpasses her appearance.

Judging from her attire, she was clearly not a Han Chinese woman.

Luo Renjie and Li Renhong stood frozen, their eyes wide open, staring at the woman. They made a hoarse sound in their throats, unable to utter a single word. With two thuds, they fell straight to the ground, foaming at the mouth, their fate unknown.

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her voice gentle and soothing, yet her words were merciless:

"Tsk tsk, just now they were spouting nonsense about eliminating demons and upholding justice, but as soon as I, a mere woman, arrived, they became like two dead dogs? The Qingcheng Sect is really getting more and more impressive."

"Tomorrow we'll head north to Sichuan and wipe out the Emei and Qingcheng sects. They've taken over such good land, but their people are getting worse with each generation."

As she moved lightly, the intense fragrance of flowers instantly enveloped the entire Huiyan Tower.

The patrons in the restaurant felt dizzy and their internal energy dissipated. One after another, they collapsed to the ground with a thud. In an instant, the entire restaurant was filled with unconscious people.

Master Tiansong and Chi Baicheng strained their internal energy for a moment, but their vision went black and they collapsed into their chairs.

The little girl Yilin slumped over and gently fell asleep by the table;

Even the highly skilled monk by the window, who gritted his teeth and was about to pounce on the person to exchange for the antidote, fell back onto the chair with a thud as soon as he straightened up, completely losing consciousness.

"Hehe, the monk's internal strength is indeed profound. It's a pity that he drank so much of my Immortal's Intoxication and was then given this Seven Mile Fragrance to urge him on. Even if an immortal came, he would have to kneel down."

The guards from Fuwei Escort Agency were even more exhausted, already lying prone on the table, motionless.

Lin Zhennan and his wife, whose internal strength was inferior to that of the monks, actually lasted slightly longer than the monks. Only when the woman approached did their eyelids droop and they fainted.

This was actually the "Three Cups of Promise" internal energy cultivation method passed down by Shi Potian. It naturally had the power to restrain evil spirits, but the two of them had only been practicing it for a short time, so its power was limited.

The woman's gaze fell on Shi Potian. She saw that his eyelids were drooping and his head was lowered, as if he had been deeply poisoned and had fallen into a deep sleep.

The food and wine on the table were still steaming, clearly having been served recently. Only the pot of Huiyanlou wine was almost empty, proving he was indeed a little drunkard.

The woman scanned the entire room before her gaze returned to Shi Potian. A smug smile played on her lips as she chuckled softly.

"Young man, I thought you were so capable, but it turns out you're all show and no substance."

Just then, two soft coughs suddenly rang out from the window upstairs.

The little girl named Feifei pretended to rub her eyes, acting as if she had just woken up. The old man next to her also slowly opened his eyes. Neither of them was affected by the drug.

Upon seeing the two, the woman's playful expression instantly transformed into a familiar smile. She stepped forward and chuckled softly:

"So it was the old man and Xiao Feifei. I was careless. You know my methods very well. This little bit of sleeping potion is no problem for you."

Feifei skipped and pounced to her side, took her arm with her little hand, and said in a clear voice:

"Sister Lan! You've finally arrived! Those two scoundrels were so unreasonable and annoying; I really wanted to stab them to death with a needle!"

The old man stroked his beard and nodded, exchanging a glance with the woman; they were clearly old acquaintances.

The three of them turned their gazes and looked at the "unconscious" Shi Potian.

Feifei stood with her hands on her hips, giggling:

"Look, sister, this young man is so silly. He can't even move when he smells alcohol, and he drinks it like water. Little does he know that the more he drinks, the deeper he falls asleep!"

The old man shook his head and chuckled softly.

"Young people are still inexperienced. Even with amazing opportunities and extraordinary skills, it's common for them to be unable to withstand the Immortal's Intoxication of the Blue Sect Leader."

The woman laughed heartily, her body trembling with smugness.

"I thought he was some kind of hero, but it turns out he's just an ordinary kid who would fall at the slightest touch."

Thankfully, the Holy Maiden thought of him every day and even gave him the jade pendant, instructing me not to offend her. I think I really misjudged him this time.

"I came all this way, hoping to see what kind of young hero this is."

The woman stretched languidly and sighed softly.

"Feifei, I came here secretly to see him and even knocked him down. You mustn't tell the Holy Maiden, or I'll be in big trouble."

"Don't worry, Sister Lan, I'm very tight-lipped," Fei Fei giggled.

"Actually, I wanted to tease him a bit too. He was talking like such an old man, even though he's not that much older than me, humph!"

The two women, oblivious to their surroundings, flirted and teased each other wantonly.

"However, this young man is so handsome that he is quite pitiful to look at. The Holy Maiden can't be said to have no taste."

As the woman spoke, she reached out and touched Shi Potian's cheek.

Feifei stared wide-eyed, never expecting Sister Lan to be so bold.

Her hands were long and slender, smooth and white, almost transparent, and her wrists were adorned with silver rings, making them exceptionally beautiful.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch Shi Potian's face—

boom!

A powerful and unparalleled energy suddenly exploded from his body.

The woman was struck as if by lightning; her whole body trembled violently, and she was sent flying backward against her will.

"Ouch!"

With a soft cry, she collapsed onto the chair behind her, her whole body aching and numb, unable to get up for a moment.

Feifei reached out to pull him, but it was too late.

Shi Potian slowly opened his eyes, his back straight, his expression a half-smile, showing no sign of being poisoned or unconscious.

He looked up at the three of them, his tone indifferent:

"Are you still laughing now?"

The incident happened so suddenly that the woman's smile vanished completely, replaced by shock and embarrassment!

Feifei's eyes widened and her little mouth opened into a circle.

The old man was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.

Even top-tier martial arts masters couldn't withstand the Five Poisons Sect's Immortal's Drunkenness for more than three breaths, yet this young man remained unpoisoned from beginning to end, merely pretending to be asleep with them!

Shi Potian casually picked up his wine cup, took a deep sip, and praised:

"The wine you have is truly excellent, but there's not enough. This pot isn't enough."

The three of them were dumbfounded.

At that moment, everyone in Huiyan Tower fainted, except for the young man who sat upright in the center, pouring himself a drink, calm and composed, as if he really just hadn't had enough wine yet.

All the mockery, contempt, and disdain from before were hurled back at the three men, untouched.

The woman slumped in the chair, her face flushed, watching Shi Potian drink Immortal's Drunkenness as if it were an ordinary drink, her eyes sparkling with admiration, showing no trace of disdain.

Little Feifei was the first to come to her senses. Her eyes darted around, and she immediately clapped her hands and exclaimed:

"Young man, I knew I hadn't misjudged you! You truly are a once-in-a-century martial arts prodigy!"

"No, it's a once-in-a-millennium event!" the little girl added decisively.