This emissary of the Changhe Immortal Palace was dressed in a white feathered robe.
The robe was extremely gorgeous, with every white feather crystal clear and emitting a sacred radiance.
He appeared to be in his early twenties, handsome and dashing, exuding a casual and composed demeanor.
However, he completely concealed his own Super Divine Dragon Breath, making it impossible for others to gauge his true cultivation base.
Ye Yunâs pupils shrank slightly.
In an instant, he easily discerned this feathered youthâs cultivation baseâthe tenth level of the Eternal Realm.
Although this cultivation base was less than an ant in Ye Yunâs eyes, on the Cangnan Continent, it represented a formidable power.
"Envoy Lord, this should be the Nine Grades Shaohuaâthe highest grade of Nine Grades Shaohua..."
Carrying the wooden barrel with both hands, Lu Zhenshan spoke, his expression excited yet respectful.
"Is that so?"
The feathered youth gave a faint smile, walked to the front of the barrel, and gently sniffed the aroma of the wine.
Ye Yunâs pupils shifted; his Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye activated, creating an illusory image.
A mere Eternal Realm cultivator could not possibly escape this Illusory Realm.
"Hmm..." After inhaling the wineâs aroma, the feathered youthâs expression became one of intoxication.
He lightly dipped his finger into the wine, tasted it, then closed his eyes, savoring the flavor.
HISS!
The feathered youthâs expression changed drastically as he drew a sharp breath.
Lu Zhenshan, standing beside him, felt his heart tighten and quickly asked, "Envoy Lord, is there something wrong with this wine?"
"Haha! Itâs exactly this taste, thereâs nothing wrong with it! This should be the ninth grade of Nine Grades Shaohua!"
The feathered youth savored it for a few more seconds, then opened his eyes, a joyful smile on his face.
Lu Zhenshan was overjoyed.
Excitement shone on the faces of all the Lu Clan Elders standing nearby.
They had strived for tens of thousands of years.
Now, their Lu Clan had finally succeeded in brewing the Nine Grades Shaohua.
"The heavens have smiled upon us! Dayou, you are truly the Son of Destiny of our Lu Clan. After we moved the Golden Dragon Stone Statue, our Lu Clanâs fortune has been soaring! And now, weâve even crafted the Nine Grades Shaohua in the brewing competition!" Lu Zhenshan cast a glance at Lu Dayou and excitedly communicated telepathically.
"Clan Leader, itâs my duty," Lu Dayou humbly replied via telepathy.
Although he was somewhat puzzled, everything was developing favorably for the Lu Clan. As an Elder of the Lu Clan, he was more than happy to see it.
"Theyâve successfully brewed it? How is that possible?" an old man beside them strode over, uttering in disbelief.
Once the old man spoke, countless brewing masters instantly swarmed over.
"Indeed! Weâve only just begun. How could they have brewed it already?"
"Impossible! Let us have a taste and see if itâs fake wine!"
"Hmph! Well said. As the foremost brewing masters of the Cangnan Continent, we absolutely will not tolerate counterfeit wine!"
The surrounding crowd was in an uproar, everyone voicing their suspicions.
Fake wine?
Hearing their words, Ye Yun almost burst out laughing.
Haha!
His wine, isnât it actually fake?
Or rather, it wasnât wine at all, but just a mixture of brewing materials and water.
These brewing masters were indeed correct.
Seeing the crowd in an uproar, the feathered youth remained elegant and unconcerned. With a casual grasp, he took the wooden barrel into his hand.
He gave Lu Zhenshan a meaningful look.
"Everyone, please refrain from making a scene!" Lu Zhenshan took two steps forward, spread his arms, and boomed with imposing authority.
Seeing the Clan Leader of the Lu Clan step forward, the crowd calmed down a bit.
"Come with me." The feathered youth glanced at Ye Yun, also observing the delicately beautiful little girl beside him. He smiled, then turned and headed towards the backyard.
"Alright!" Ye Yun nodded, intrigued, and followed closely behind.
The Ruyi Jade Spider hopped along behind them.
"Clan Leader Lu, what is your Lu Clan up to? Are we, so many brewing masters, not even qualified to taste this so-called highest-grade Nine Grades Shaohua?" an old man, his brow furrowed, said furiously.
"Well said, I have always doubted the authenticity of this wine!" another Elder said coldly.
"Clan Leader Lu, you owe us all an explanation!" another chimed in.
"An explanation?! What explanation?" Lu Zhenshan narrowed his eyes, a powerful aura emanating from him. With his hands clasped behind his back, he shouted, "Whether itâs the ninth-grade Nine Grades Shaohua is for my Lu Clan to decide! In this brewing competition, anyone who brews the ninth-grade Nine Grades Shaohua can receive a reward from my Lu Clan. Isnât that enough?"
After hearing his words, the surrounding brewing masters fell silent.
Lu Zhenshanâs gaze, sharp as a hawkâs, swept over them. He said coldly, "All of you should focus on your brewing. If youâre unwilling, then hand over the recipe, swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao that you will never leak it, and then you may leave!"
"Enough! I refuse to believe that my thousands of years of brewing expertise are inferior to some young brat!" The old man who had first caused the commotion stomped his foot, turned around, and went back to continue brewing.
The others also dispersed.
No one there was a fool. They knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and all wanted to properly test their skills at the Lu Clanâs event.
Seeing that everyone had returned to continue their brewing, a smug smile appeared on Lu Zhenshanâs face.
Today, someone had brewed the Nine Grades Immortal Brewage.
This way, the Changhe Immortal Palace wouldnât punish the Lu Clan, and there might even be rewards.
"Clan Leader, shall we visit the backyard?" Lu Dayou leaned closer and whispered.
"Absolutely not. The Envoy Lord has his own arrangements..." Lu Zhenshan contemplated for a moment before speaking.
From the depths of his heart, he deeply feared the mysterious Changhe Immortal Palace.
ăThe Lu Clanâs backyard.ă
Under a lush old locust tree, the feathered youth suddenly stopped, standing amidst the dappled light and shadows.
"I was a step too slow in arriving. Was this Nine Grades Shaohua truly brewed by you?" the feathered youth asked softly.
"Indeed." Ye Yun smiled faintly.
This emissary of the Changhe Immortal Palace is still immersed in the illusion I created.
"Thatâs good!" The feathered youth nodded, turned around, a smile appearing on his face.
WHOOSH!
He reached out and gestured. A stream of crystal-clear water flew through the air from a distance, and he collected it into a Jade Bottle.
Taoyuan Pool Water?
This fellow collected all the spring water from the entire Peach Blossom Pond. What on earth is he planning to do?
Ye Yun was slightly stunned.
Gently holding the Jade Bottle in his palm, the feathered youth lowered his gaze to it and murmured, "I wish to bestow upon you a great fortune. If you are willing to brew Nine Grades Shaohua for my Changhe Immortal Palace, you can attain eternal life! Are you willing to accept this supreme fortune?"
Immortality?
Ye Yun was surprised, blinking rapidly.
Is this Changhe Immortal Palace boasting too much?
Offering immortality, just like that.
It felt a bit scary.
What kind of profound heritage does this mysterious Changhe Immortal Palace possess that allows a mere emissary to make such an audacious claim?
"Sir, in all my years, Iâve never heard of anyone achieving immortality..." Ye Yun shrugged, laughing as he expressed his doubts.
"Indeed!" The Ruyi Jade Spider, beside them, also giggled happily.
The feathered youth broke into a grin, a hint of mockery in his eyes. "You two are merely cultivators at the Life and Death Realm. Influenced by the cultivation system of the Cangnan Continent, how could you understand that there are always bigger fish in the sea, and higher skies above the heavens?"
If this person hadnât brewed the highest-grade Nine Grades Shaohua, how could he possibly be in such a good mood to converse with ants like these?