Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 289 Don't Get Drunk

Pei Xia likes to drink.

But he is actually not a big fan of banquets.

Because he can't get drunk.

So whenever others are drunk and showing their true colors through laughter and swearing, his mind, as if blocked by alcohol, turns him into an exceptionally indifferent bystander.

Two elders, who couldn't hold their liquor, had already passed out. One was slumped on the table, while the other was clinging to a pillar, wailing and calling out someone's name.

Pei Xia dragged a chair to the side and sat down on a red-lacquered pillar, propping up two chair legs and swaying as she watched them go crazy.

Holding a ceramic wine pot, just as she was about to pour the wine, a figure suddenly walked past Pei Xia from the side.

Pei Xia had already looked away.

But perhaps due to the influence of alcohol, something deep within his consciousness suddenly compelled him to turn his gaze back.

A burly man with medium-length hair was standing behind an elder of the Long Whale Sect, reaching for the wine in front of him.

The man had a dignified face but a lazy expression. He had a stubble beard and his half-length hair looked like it hadn't been styled in a long time, hanging messily down his back. His long robe was clean, but the front was open, revealing his muscular chest covered in curly chest hair.

This person was clearly not invited by Huang Bing to celebrate the victory.

So, he walked into the side hall of the Long Whale Gate without any fuss, eating and drinking in front of everyone, and until just now, not a single person, including Pei Xia, noticed?!
A chill ran down Pei Xia's spine and straight into his mind!
The man paused, his hand reaching for the wine. He looked up, and his exceptionally bright eyes, visible beneath his bangs, met Pei Xia's gaze.

Pei Xia's heart tightened. Oh no, he noticed me watching him!

Raising her eyebrows, Pei Xia tried to appear nonchalant as she glanced at the wine, her eyelids lowered as if she were looking at her own wine.

Across the long table, the man grinned.

Good lad, your insight is far sharper than that of many celestial beings.

The man was not flustered. He calmly took the wine, then walked among the elders of the Changjing Sect and approached Pei Xia.

Pei Xia noticed him walking over, of course.

So he pretended to lose his balance while the chair was rocking, fell off, patted his butt, and, with a "I want to eat that chicken leg" look on his face, moved to the other side of the table.

The man was taken aback. "Wait, what's going on here?"

He had no choice but to carry the wine and go back around.

Where's Pei Xia? Uh, I'm full, I'm going back to rocking my chair!

Seeing that the boy was about to slip away again, the man didn't let him off the hook. He put the wine pot in his mouth, spread his five fingers, and shook hands with Pei Xia.

With just that one grip, almost all the sword energy manifested within Pei Xia's inner cauldron reacted wildly!

Before they could even leave the body, they were all shattered into pieces.

Prove the truth!

Pei Xia instantly became certain that this person's realm was far beyond what the Heavenly Consciousness Realm could compare to!
Seeing that he couldn't move, the man revealed a triumphant smile and walked over with a grin.

As he approached, Pei Xia's heart grew heavier. If someone at the Dao Proving Realm intended to kill him, then besides fully activating the Calamity Pig, the only thing Pei Xia could slightly resist was the wisp of Martial Unique Sword Qi left in the Jade Qiong Wine Pouch when he broke through to the Profound Realm.

Taking a deep breath, focusing his mind, he probed Yuqiong with his spiritual energy. Unlike before, an unusual sharpness began to emerge.

"Hey! Hey! Why are you getting so worked up!"

The man waved his hand and quickly removed the restraints from him.

Pei Xia didn't dare to relax, keeping her eyes fixed on the man, ready to strike.

The man sighed, "Sigh, we've met before, haven't you forgotten?" Met before?

Pei Xia looked at him more closely and indeed he seemed somewhat familiar, perhaps because they had met once before.

“At the port of Fucheng, you’re on the ship, and I’m on the other side,” the man reminded him again.

Fucheng was a port city near Su Baozhai.

Pei Xia remembered that after Ji Shaofu obtained the Ghostly Flower, she was about to leave Floating City. Pei Xia had seen this person on the deck at the time and boarded the ship after them.

It would be one thing if she didn't think about it, but once she did, Pei Xia felt a chill run down her spine.

So, this person had been following him all the way from Floating City back to the Long Whale Gate without him even noticing?!
The man said earnestly, "If I wanted to kill you, you would be dead already."

This sentence did not reassure Pei Xia.

If you had wanted to kill me earlier, the wicked pig might have been alerted, so the claim of "dying early" is unfounded.

The man thought for a moment and then said, "Um, that night someone tried to rob and kill you. I was the one who helped you keep those two people who boarded the ship. Don't you remember?"

Pei Xia blinked; this had indeed resolved one of her doubts.

Even after he returned safely to Changjingmen, he still couldn't understand why the two Kaifu Realm experts wielding spears and iron bows, who were fighting so fiercely on his side, hadn't come back to help. Could they have been repairing their ship?

Pei Xia lowered his guard slightly and said in a deep voice, "Senior's cultivation is astonishing. What is your purpose in following me all the way to Changjing Sect?"

"What are you saying?" The man's eyebrows immediately shot up. "What do you mean I followed you to Changjing Gate? I came to Changjing Gate to go home. I didn't want to go through all this trouble, so I hid my whereabouts. What do you know!"

As more and more people got drunk at the banquet, the noise became so loud that it perhaps drowned out the two men's voices, or perhaps the man's cultivation was masking his true abilities. No one noticed the confrontation in this corner.

Pei Xia didn't quite understand what the man meant: "You weren't following me?"

"I……"

The man held a wine jug in one hand and pinched his face with the other.

Well, even if you say you're not following, you are still following.

I had heard that there was a big market at Su Baozhai and thought I'd stop by for a drink, but I ran into this kid, who carried a very familiar aura.

I initially thought he was a junior disciple taken in by that old rascal who had long since disappeared, but after observing him for a while, I realized that was not the case.

His physique is one in a million, so good it doesn't seem like he was born that way.

It's one thing that the Qi is pure, but the key is that it's naturally formed, which can't be explained by talent or aptitude.

As for that sword energy, it was also very mysterious. Although on the surface it was just an ordinary sword type, the kind that every generation in the Nine Provinces would produce a few of.

Yet, there was an underlying aura that made even himself wary.

At this point, it's probably difficult for it to be considered a family tradition.

“Alright,” the man handed the wine jug to Pei Xia, “it’s rare to see someone with such keen senses. I’ll give you a chance. I see you always have your wine jug with you, so we’re kindred spirits. Let’s have a drinking contest. If you can outdrink me, I’ll tell you who I am. How about it?”

Pei Xia usually rejects such offers outright. Whatever, why should I beg you?

But you should say you're drinking.

Pei Xia sneered: "I'm afraid I'll drink you to death in a wine vat."

"Haha," the man laughed, "I've only ever gotten drunk once in my life at that old man's hands, so you'd better not try to be brave!"

(End of this chapter)