Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Half an hour later, Jun Yongning sat on a high stool about the same size as himself, holding a glass of juice in both hands, slurping it down.

Her slender legs swung back and forth in mid-air, and her eyes, which had been wide open not long ago, narrowed into slits.

If you listen carefully, you can occasionally hear "smacking" sounds.

"It tastes awful! What kind of lousy skill is this? You can't even make a proper drink?"

"Another cup, please!"

If we disregard the second half of his statement and ignore the smug look on Jun Yongning's face, Qinghe would most likely believe what Jun Yongning said.

After all, Jun Yongning was on the same level as Mu An, and his knowledge was naturally beyond what Qinghe could compare to.

Even the fruit drinks concocted by the Dao Lord of the End would probably be hard for her to appreciate.

but……

Staring at Jun Yongning's kicking little feet and looking at her narrowed eyes, Qinghe found it hard to believe Jun Yongning's words.

Compared to her husband, little Yongning is just too adorable!

I want to raise one!!!

No one knew what Qinghe was thinking. On the high stool, Jun Yongning proudly raised his head, pointing his chin at the End Dao Lord behind the counter.

Anger and revenge were thrown to the back of his mind, Jun Yongning said at this moment.

I just want to drink more beverages!

To express her anger and make the source of her hatred pay the price, she's determined to bankrupt this shop!

Because she couldn't drink too much by herself, she specially pulled Junhuang over and made Junhuang drink wildly with her.

In fact, Jun Yongning wanted Jun Li to drink with her as well, but considering Jun Li's cultivation level and realm, she gave up this tempting idea.

Using too much material will cause Junli to burst, which would be a problem.

In comparison, Junhuang is more durable; you can drink as much as you want without any problems!

To be honest, she truly deserves to be called the best "younger sister" she carefully selected back then.

It can fight, drink, and obey orders; it's incredibly useful.

It's just a small tavern!

With her and Junhuang, that's enough!

Brave Ningning, unafraid of difficulties!

The heartfelt joy influenced the tavern's environment, making the atmosphere much warmer.

Seeing Jun Yongning already convinced by the "it's actually good" phenomenon, Qinghe chuckled to herself.

Although it was slightly different from what she had initially imagined, just as she had expected, Jun Yongning really liked the drinks here.

Thinking about all these random thoughts, Qinghe picked up her wine glass.

Putting aside the ingredients used in the wine, just the monstrous flavor alone makes it worth her careful tasting.

In the games of the Celestial Craftsmanship Realm, Qinghe had seen monsters.

To be more precise, she not only saw them, but also killed many.

But as for what the monster actually tastes like, she really wasn't sure.

The liquor flowed down my throat, a faint bitterness mixed with a subtle salty and fishy taste.

The less-than-pleasant taste of the liquor overwhelmed her, leaving her taste buds feeling sluggish and making Qinghe feel somewhat dazed.

What is a monster?

Different civilizations have different definitions of this.

If Qinghe were to explain, the so-called monsters are actually deities whose appearance does not conform to the mainstream aesthetic of the Crafting World.

Like gods in other worlds, monsters have all sorts of strange personalities.

Some like destruction, some like comfort, and some like peace...

This simple cup of wine revealed to Qinghe the life stories of thousands of monsters.

From the monster's birth to its end, scenes played out before Qinghe's eyes like a movie, making her gaze somewhat unfocused.

When Qinghe came to her senses, the bitterness and saltiness had disappeared, replaced by a sweetness that was indescribable.

The Great Way transformed into wine, seeping into the heart through the throat.

Even if she does nothing, her understanding of the great principles of heaven and earth and the vastness of the universe continues to resonate within Qinghe's heart.

His suppressed cultivation reached its limit at this moment.

Under the torrent formed by the Great Dao, the last obstacle blocking the path to the Golden Immortal collapsed with a roar, and Qinghe's cultivation level rapidly increased, propelling her towards becoming a Golden Immortal.

With the Golden Immortal realm within reach, Qinghe felt no joy. Instead, she once again focused her cultivation, trying to forcefully suppress her current level.

but……

Unlike the previous times when her cultivation was suppressed, this time even though Qinghe used all her means, she still couldn't stop the overwhelming surge of Daoist energy, which was like a burst dam.

She looked at the Lord of the End sitting behind the bar, but the Lord of the End showed no intention of helping her.

Why didn't you lend a hand this time?

The last few times she couldn't suppress her cultivation level, it was the Dao Lord of the End who helped her control it.

Qinghe couldn't understand why Daojun of the End hadn't helped her this time, but she didn't complain. She just tried her best to control the surging Dao energy within her body.

It was at this moment that Jun Yongning, who was slurping his juice on the side, made a move.

She floated into the air along with the high stool she was on, and floated to Qinghe's side, placing her hand on Qinghe's shoulder.

With just a gentle tap from Jun Yongning, Qinghe's trembling body returned to calm, and the surging Daoist energy was once again contained.

Once Qinghe regained consciousness and emerged from her state of enlightenment, Jun Yongning was already standing on a high stool, looking down at Qinghe from above.

The tiny figure, just over a meter tall, stands on a stool that is also just over a meter high, making them a total height of over two meters.

Unfortunately, because he was so small, even when Jun Yongning had a stern face and his hands on his hips, he didn't seem intimidating; instead, he looked rather silly and cute.

"What's wrong with you? Knowing you can't suppress your cultivation level, why did you come here to drink?"

After angrily cursing Qinghe, Jun Yongning glared at the End of the Dao Lord behind the counter.

"And you! What are you looking at! I'm talking to you, you stinking brat! You knew perfectly well that Xiao Qinghe didn't want to break through, so why did you use Primordial Purple Qi and Chaos Spirit Milk to mix drinks for her?"

Upon hearing Jun Yongning's accusations against Zhongyan Daojun, Qinghe instinctively wanted to dissuade him.

After all, she was the one who wanted to come here to drink, and she was the one who said she wanted to try the monster-flavored drink, so there's no way she should blame the shop owner.

Ultimately, the shopkeeper never promised to help her suppress her cultivation level; she just assumed the shopkeeper would.

Before Qinghe could speak, the Daoist Lord of the End behind the counter had already put down the cup-wiping cloth in his hand.

He leisurely picked up the remaining drinks on the bar, swirled the glass in front of Jun Yongning, and then drank the entire glass in one gulp.

"The taste is acceptable."

Jun Yongning's anger intensified at the sight of Jun's indifference, and his previously limp hair stiffened.

"Hey! I'm talking to you! What are you up to, you bastard?"

When she said this, Jun Yongning raised her voice by seven-tenths, her jet-black hair stood up high, and she struck a pose as if she were about to bite someone.

Looking at Jun Yongning, who seemed to be angry all day, Zhongyan Daojun asked in a very puzzled tone.

"What's wrong with helping her break through?"

Without any hesitation, Jun Yongning spoke directly.

"Of course not, she doesn't want to break through!"

His gaze grew increasingly strange as he stared intently at Jun Yongning, who was standing on a high stool.

His gaze was undisguised, as if he wanted to see something else through Jun Yongning in front of him.

The scrutinizing gaze made Jun Yongning feel extremely uncomfortable, and he angrily retorted to the Lord of the End.

"Are you sick in the head? You've been looking at it for ages and you're still looking. Don't you know what manners are?"

Despite being accused like this, the Lord of the End still stared at Jun Yongning, looking him over and over again, until Jun Huang was about to make a move, at which point he finally spoke.

"I see. You made a similar attempt to follow the workings of nature."

"Um?"

"Anchoring memories, anchoring humanity, anchoring everything... It seems like you've achieved some results, but you haven't actually changed anything. It's all just self-deception."