After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ning Yue's cheeks flushed red, and she clicked her tongue twice, shaking her head as she looked at the people around her.

As expected, none of them had ever drunk alcohol before. They were completely drunk after just one glass and are still asleep.

Unlike her! She's already woken up from a nap!

Ning Yue staggered up from the stool, nudged Shi Yinghan next to him, and woke her up.

He mocked, "Senior brother, you're really no good."

Shi Yinghan struggled to open her eyes, shook her head in an attempt to clear her head, looked around twice, and finally saw her junior sister next to her.

He said seriously, "I'm...very capable!"

Ning Yue patted his shoulder with disdain and walked towards Yang Fei, who was not far away.

Yang Fei was no longer sitting on the stool. He was holding a wine jar in his arms and squatting under the big tree, sleeping soundly against the tree roots.

Ning Yue reached out and pulled the wine jar from his arms.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fei was quite strong even when drunk, and it took her a lot of effort to successfully pull him out.

Just as he was about to leave, his movement was so large that it startled Yang Fei awake.

Yang Fei realized that the wine jar in his arms was gone, and with quick reflexes, he lunged forward and grabbed Ning Yue's leg.

He shouted, "Drunkard, stop drinking!"

Ning Yue drank the most of this jar of wine, mainly because the others couldn't drink it, and they all passed out after just one cup in a very harmonious way.

Although Yang Fei had never drunk alcohol before, his alcohol tolerance was slightly better, barely surpassing that of his senior brothers and sisters, and he sobered up a little earlier.

I also remember what my junior sister did.

When Ning Yue saw that everyone was drunk, he was very excited and looked at the wine jars with a wolf-like gaze.

Since they've all fallen, what's left is all hers!

So he excitedly grabbed the jar and started gulping it down.

He went through a lot of trouble to snatch it from his junior sister's arms while she was asleep, and he couldn't let her take it away again!

Although Ning Yue had a high alcohol tolerance, he couldn't handle drinking so much. His legs felt weak, and he tried to kick Yang Fei back twice, but failed.

"Let go! I'm not drinking anymore after I finish this!"

Yang Fei was too weak to do anything but hold on tightly to Ning Yue's leg.

"There's still so much left! How long would it take you to drink it all?!"

Ning Yue snorted angrily, then stopped trying to break free from Yang Fei and started drinking straight from the jar.

Seeing that Ning Yue wasn't struggling, Yang Fei was about to release his grip with relief when he heard a gurgling sound.

Looking up with all my might, I saw my junior sister tilting her head back in the moonlight, her slender neck forming a smooth line.

The mellow wine flowed into Ning Yue's mouth like a clear stream.

"Gulp gulp gulp..."

Yang Fei: "..."

He was desperate, his heart was willing but his strength was insufficient! He truly had no strength left to stand up and stop it, he could only shout at the top of his lungs.

"Stop drinking! Stop drinking!..."

Just then, Duan Huailin was awakened by Yang Fei's shout, and Shi Yinghan also noticed the commotion.

The two of them, supporting each other, staggered over.

Seeing his junior sister engrossed in drinking, Duan Huailin seized the opportunity and swiftly snatched the drink from Ning Yue's hands.

Ning Yue shifted her gaze, her expression somewhat dazed, clearly quite drunk herself, and raised her hand to wipe her mouth.

Looking at Duan Huailin, he said, "...Senior Brother, would you like some more?"

Duan Huailin, holding the wine jar, shook his head reservedly and spoke to Ning Yue with righteous indignation.

"...Too much drinking is bad for your health; a little is good for your mood."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yinghan lowered her eyes and patted the wine jar in Duan Huailin's arms, recommending herself: "I...I can drink!"

Duan Huailin continued to refuse righteously: "No."

With the wine jar right in front of him, Ning Yue, despite still dragging Yang Fei along, simply lifted his foot and walked forward.

The sound of clothes rubbing against the ground could be heard.

Yang Fei screamed and cried out in pain, but his hands still instinctively clung to Ning Yue's legs, completely forgetting about letting go.

"Ah! Junior Sister! My flesh is rubbing against the ground!"

Ning Yue burped, glanced back, and continued walking forward: "Hang in there, it's alright."

Duan Huailin picked up a dry twig from the ground and used it to support his balance.

Seeing Ning Yue staring blankly at the wine in his arms, he persevered and walked over.

Startled, he opened his eyes briefly, clutching the wine jar in one hand and leaning on a withered tree branch with the other, and staggered forward, shouting as he ran.

"I really can't drink anymore!"

The group got drunk and completely forgot that they could use spiritual power, relying entirely on themselves.

Yang Fei was quite heavy, which was a significant burden for Ning Yue, who was somewhat top-heavy.

Suddenly, Ning Yue felt a loosening in his legs and a lightness throughout his body, and immediately heard Yang Fei's ghostly scream behind him.

"Ahhh, it's loose! It's loose!! It's loose!!!"

Ning Yue was puzzled for a moment, then turned to look and saw that Song Yishi had appeared out of nowhere.

She was biting Yang Fei's arm as he held her.

Song Yishi pressed his knee down on Yang Fei's back, released his grip, looked up at Ning Yue with his chin raised, and said in a very heroic manner.

"You, drink it! As for him, I'll take care of him!"

Touched, Ning Yue immediately blew Song Yishi a kiss: "I'll share this with you, Senior Sister!"

Song Yishi nodded, then lay down on his back and pressed himself against Yang Fei's back, closing his eyes peacefully.

Yang Fei could only howl helplessly on the spot, utterly powerless to resist.

Seeing that Ning Yue had broken free from Yang Fei's control, Duan Huailin ran even faster, leaning on a dry tree branch. People are more likely to fall when they are in a hurry.

Especially since Jiang Yishen is a cultivator specializing in alchemy, and his place is filled with all sorts of miscellaneous flowers and plants, it's easy for him to trip over them.

Otherwise, Duan Huailin wouldn't be able to so easily grab a dead tree branch.

Sure enough, the ground slipped under my feet, something blocked my way, and I made a splash.

In the blink of an eye, Duan Huailin was sprawled on the ground.

The wine jar in his hand was tossed high into the air, about to fall to the ground—

The hearts of the people watching jumped into their throats at the same time.

A slender hand suddenly appeared and caught it steadily, and everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yishen held the wine jar in both hands, his expression dazed. He looked like he had just woken up and was still a little confused, not quite understanding what was going on.

Ning Yue smiled and immediately reached out to him, "Senior Brother Jiang... I want to drink."

She deliberately acted coquettishly, hoping to get Jiang Yishen to give her the wine.

Sure enough, Jiang Yishen didn't even help the senior brother who had fallen down next to him, nor did he care about the two people who were climbing forward in a human pyramid, let alone Shi Yinghan who was watching anxiously.

He immediately walked over without looking back and was about to hand the wine jar to Ning Yue.

He excitedly reached out and handed it to Ning Yue: "Here you go, junior sister."

Yang Fei rubbed his forehead; he knew this would happen!

But he didn't give up struggling. He dragged Song Yishi on his back and tried his best to crawl forward, but he couldn't get out even after crawling for a long time.

But they still tried their best to climb forward!

"No more drinking, no more drinking! Junior sister has had too much!"

Jiang Yishen ignored him and walked towards his junior sister: "Here, junior sister, ah—!"

Just as the wine jar was about to be handed to Ning Yue, Jiang Yishen slipped and stepped on Duan Huailin's foot.

Duan Huailin let out a muffled groan, and at the same time Jiang Yishen leaned back and landed directly on the ground.