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C275

This was a wine meant for cultivators. It contained elemental energy within it, otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to drink it. However, after the wine entered Cheng Qing's stomach, all of the spirit energy was absorbed by the green lotus. After being purified, there was no more impurities in it, nor was there any alcohol.1

The wine that was exclusively for cultivators, once it entered Cheng Qing's stomach, would be no different from ordinary wine. Only a small portion of the alcohol that was not mixed with elemental energy would have a slight effect.

Cheng Qing finished his bowl of wine, and without batting an eyelid, he put down his wine bowl and looked at Yang Ruoxi.

"Good!" "Indeed, it's not bad. Again!" Yang Ruoxi didn't feel disappointed, instead, she became even more excited. She filled the two bowls with her hand, equally afraid that Cheng Qing wouldn't drink it. She raised her head and gave them a toast.

Cheng Qing was still waiting for Yang Ruoxi to finish her bowl of wine before calmly drinking it. When he put the bowl down, Cheng Qing's expression still didn't change, but he was sighing in his heart.

It was because after reaching the Xumi Stage that drinking wine didn't feel good anymore. Li Muhao didn't even dare to have a contest with Cheng Qing, which was why he drank less and less. Today, Yang Ruoxi invited him for a drink. He originally wanted to reject her, but it was hard to refuse her. Cheng Qing couldn't do anything about it either.

Yang Ruoxi saw that there wasn't the slightest reaction from Cheng Qing's two bowls of strong wine. She couldn't help but open her eyes wide. However, it was impossible for Shopkeeper Yang to retreat. She immediately poured two more bowls and drank them all in one go.

When she put down the bowl this time, her face was flushed red and she couldn't help coughing a few times. It was obvious that three consecutive bowls of soup was a source of pressure for her.

Cheng Qing drank the third bowl, but actually didn't even feel like he drank one bowl.

Very quickly, he finished the three jugs of wine. Cheng Qing finally felt like he was drinking. At this time, there was no need for Yang Ruoxi to persuade him. He directly asked the waiter to get another three jugs.

When the waiter brought the wine over, he saw Cheng Qing sitting upright with a normal expression, while Yang Ruoxi was already staring straight at him. He was immediately filled with surprise, looking at Cheng Qing with eyes full of fear.

At least I drank three jars, at least I got some reaction... What we are selling is not fake wine!

Before Cheng Qing poured the wine, he hesitated for a moment, then asked for Yang Ruoxi's opinion: "Shopkeeper Yang, I think you've drank quite a bit already. Do we still need to continue with the wine?"

Hearing Cheng Qing's question, Yang Ruoxi could not bear to admit defeat, she slapped the table and said proudly: "Drink!" Why not drink! Hurry up and fill it! "

Cheng Qing nodded and obeyed.

In the blink of an eye, another three pots were finished. Yang Ruoxi was already lying on the table without even having the strength to shout. Cheng Qing felt a little tipsy and couldn't help but to be excited. He stood up and asked the waiter to refill the wine cup. He hadn't even finished speaking when he heard a 'putong' sound. Yang Ruoxi had already slipped under the table and directly fell down.

Cheng Qing: "…"

He lowered his body and touched Yang Ruoxi's arm, "Shopkeeper Yang, get up and drink another jar."

Yang Ruoxi didn't react at all.

Chen Qing sighed. He felt despondent. Every time he was in high spirits, his companion would fall. This was not a good feeling, it was a very lonely feeling.

At this moment, the waiter came over and asked hesitantly, "This is … Brother, do you want more wine? "

Chen Qing said, "Three more jars!"

The shop assistant's eyes went straight to the point. He had seen people who drank to the point where they didn't care about their lives, but he had never seen anyone who didn't care about their life.

Three jars of wine were brought over by the waiter and placed on the table. Accompanied by a smile, he said: "Brother, take your time …"

Before he could finish his words, Cheng Qing patted off the cloth cover, picked up the wine jar and drank it directly. He drank boldly and fiercely, yet not a single drop of wine spilled out.

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