First achieve immortality, then cultivate immortality.

Xu Mu had just delivered the elixir to Mu Changfeng less than three days ago, and trouble had already come knocking on his door.

"Junior Brother Li, how have you been lately?"

That evening, an elderly man with white hair and beard came to visit with a smile.

"Steward Wang, what brings you here?" Xu Mu asked calmly.

He was someone close to Master Chen Xuan, and served as an assistant instructor in the Transmission Hall. He wasn't afraid of the other party causing trouble at all.

Wang Yin laughed and took out a jar of wine from his storage bag: "Junior brother, why are you being so formal? We've known each other for ten years, we should be quite familiar with each other by now."

"Here, this jar of century-old Daughter's Red wine, though not as fine as spirit wine, still has some spirit herbs infused in it. Have a taste with your senior brother."

As he spoke, he squeezed into Xu Mu's room as if he knew him well, and took out a few dishes of snacks and two wine glasses, which he placed on the table.

Xu Mu remained calm and said nothing. Since he dared to come, he would play along.

Wang Yin laughed heartily, poured him a drink himself, and greeted him warmly.

Xu Mu unceremoniously cast an appraisal spell on the spot, and only after confirming that there was no problem did he drink it and taste it.

Wang Yin watched with a smile, displaying extreme magnanimity.

"How is it? Delicious, isn't it? Of all my treasured wines, this is the most precious. I've never shown it to anyone before!"

He slammed his hand on the table in an exaggerated gesture.

"Today, for our junior brother, we must have a drink to honor our ten-year friendship! Cheers!"

He shouted loudly and drank it all in one gulp, his movements bold and unrestrained, not like a gray-haired old man, but more like a hero from the martial arts world.

Xu Mu smiled and nodded, giving a thumbs up and saying, "Good wine! Junior brother toasts you."

"Great!" Wang Yin laughed heartily, picked up his wine glass, and downed it in one gulp.

His gaze couldn't help but drift towards the wine jar, and in the blink of an eye, it was already half gone.

Xu Mu was truly unceremonious. Since entering the immortal sect, he hadn't eaten anything good. Today, he had a rare opportunity, so he immediately drank it down as a sign of respect.

Soon his face turned red, he became drunk and slurred his words, speaking without restraint: "You, Steward Wang, assigned me a bad field as soon as I entered the sect. Do you think I can't see what you want?"

"Unfortunately, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I came from the mortal realm with nothing but my life. At worst, I'll just give up cultivation and go back to the mortal realm, where I can enjoy some worldly riches."

As the saying goes, alcohol emboldens the timid. He slammed his fist on the table and started cursing at a deacon who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Wang Yin apologized repeatedly: "Junior brother, don't be too angry. It was my fault. I didn't know how much of that land could be cultivated at first. We couldn't just let it go to waste. That's why it was allocated to you."

"Didn't I quickly find you another plot of land? It's all a misunderstanding."

Xu Mu, who looked quite drunk, slammed his fist on the table upon hearing this: "Change my ass! I barely managed to get by in the first two years. If I hadn't reported the situation to Master Yutian, would you have willingly changed me?"

"Yes, yes, it was my fault for not considering my feelings. I will punish myself with three cups."

Wang Yin stopped arguing, picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, showing a very good attitude in admitting his mistake.

Xu Mu snatched the wine jar and shouted, "Is that a punishment? I haven't had enough of this wine yet. If anyone should be punished, it should be you who can't drink anymore. This wine is all mine."

Wang Yin immediately became anxious, "Junior brother, do you know how many talismans this wine costs? If you drink it all by yourself, you'll probably break through your cultivation level the next day."

Upon hearing this, Xu Mu shouted, "You're not happy about your junior brother breaking through his cultivation level?!"

A hint of joy flashed in Wang Yin's eyes, but he sighed and said, "It's not that I'm unwilling, it's that your senior brother is worried. Look how old I am, if I don't reach the Foundation Establishment stage soon, I won't have many years left to live."

"What does that have to do with me?" Xu Mu said, holding the wine jar and pouring himself some wine.

Wang Yin was instantly angered, but quickly regained his composure and laughed, "Junior brother, don't say that. Don't you want to break through your cultivation level? I can help you. Whether you want to drink wine or take pills, I, your senior brother, will definitely help you!"

Xu Mu stopped what he was doing, squinting at him: "You'd be so kind? Everyone knows you're two-faced, a sycophant who flatters superiors and bullies subordinates, pocketing all the good stuff for yourself, and you're helping me?"

Wang Yin almost couldn't hold back, and awkwardly forced a smile, saying, "Junior brother, I came here specifically to apologize to you. From now on, if I have a bite to eat, you'll definitely have a sip of soup."

Xu Mu didn't speak, but squinted and shook his head as he poured himself wine from the wine jar.

Wang Yin strongly suspected that he was faking his drunkenness, but this Hundred-Year Daughter Red wine was a medicinal wine that was close to spiritual wine. As a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator, it was impossible for him to drink so much without getting drunk. So he must have really gotten drunk and then revealed his true nature.

If he wasn't drunk, would he dare to talk to me like that?

Over the past decade, Xu Mu has been the epitome of honesty and integrity. Although he has never offended anyone and has even helped others with farming and made many friends, countless people have secretly mocked him.

Such a person would only dare to speak to his steward like that when he was drunk.

With this thought in mind, Wang Yin made up his mind and solemnly said, "Junior brother, you must help me this time. After it's done, we'll be sworn brothers."

After I reach Foundation Establishment and enter the Inner Sect, I have abundant resources. If I just give you a hand, you won't have to suffer injustices in the Outer Sect anymore. Let everyone see that you are capable!

"Wronged? Me?" Xu Mu tilted his head in confusion, his eyes glazed over.

"..." Wang Yin was so angry that his fists hardened.

He roared, "Junior brother! Did you come to this immortal sect just to farm? Are you willing to spend ten or twenty years breaking through one realm, only to fail to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, die of old age, and have a hundred years of cultivation come to nothing?!"

Xu Mu stopped what he was doing, lowered his head, and fell silent.

Wang Yin, seeing that he had finally woken up the salted fish, stepped forward, grabbed his shoulder, and shouted in a deafening voice: "There are countless paths in the world. Our talents are inferior to others, inferior to those inner disciples, but we are not without opportunities!"

"We must fight, junior brother! The path of cultivation is all about competition! We must use our own hands to earn the chance to break through our cultivation levels, and show those geniuses that even ordinary people can rise up!"

"Gah..."

His impassioned speech was met with a snoring sound.

Xu Mu closed his eyes, his whole body limp, and fell asleep like a lump of mud.

"Hold!"

Wang Yin was so angry that he slapped him on the head.

Xu Mu didn't wake up. He tilted his head back and fell off the chair, hitting the back of his head hard on the ground. He just used the ground as a bed to sleep.

Wang Yin stared at the wine jar for a while with a livid expression, then looked at the wine jar, which was already empty.

"Damn it, I shouldn't have let him drink so much. Oh well, I'll come back tomorrow. You can't rush things. Anyway, Mu Changfeng can't possibly take the Foundation Establishment Pill so quickly. Let's take it slow and build a good relationship with this kid."

After muttering to himself, he finally left first.

After a while, Xu Mu got up from the ground, staggered to the bedside, and lay down to sleep.

This century-old Daughter Red wine is indeed potent. If it weren't for his more than 100 years of cultivation experience and his control over the spiritual energy in his body far exceeding that of an ordinary Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator, he really wouldn't have been able to withstand this wine.

He drank to his heart's content tonight, and cursed to his heart's content. With a smile on his face, he fell into a deep sleep...

……

The next day, Xu Mu did not inform Mu Changfeng.

Wang Yin didn't come looking for him earlier or later, but instead came after he met Mu Changfeng, probably because he saw his friendship with Mu Changfeng.

If he were to go to Mu Changfeng now, Wang Yin would probably see everything.

So he acted as if nothing had happened, reminiscing about the jar of wine as he went about his business.

As long as he doesn't panic, Wang Yin can't do anything to him. Mu Changfeng will probably be fine too, otherwise why would Wang Yin go to all this trouble with him? So all he has to do now is ignore everything and continue being a nobody.

The next day, Wang Yin visited again.

When Xu Mu saw that there was no wine, he immediately closed the door to guests, which made Wang Yin's face turn ashen, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He himself is neither greedy nor competitive, and he is backed by Master Chen Xuan. Even if he is a steward, what can he do to him?

Having suffered such a great loss, Wang Yin could only leave in resentment.

Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but he had completely offended the person, so he would have to be more careful in the future.

This is truly an undeserved disaster; I was inexplicably dragged into this kind of thing.