Just as Chen Hao was about to touch the mouth of the gourd, a vortex suddenly emerged there, sucking him in.

Seeing this, Ye Yuqiao was first shocked, then burst into laughter, thinking to herself, "That's what he gets for being so mischievous! Serves him right for getting sucked into the gourd!"

The reason she was not at all anxious was that she knew this wine gourd couldn't really trap Chen Hao.

"Humph!" The Drunken Immortal chuckled proudly, corking the mouth of the gourd, then with drunken eyes full of longing, he turned to Ye Yuqiao and said, "Beauty, won't you have a drink with me?"

Ye Yuqiao gave the Drunken Immortal a cold glance and walked off toward the village without a word.

"Hey, wait!" The Drunken Immortal suddenly shouted at Ye Yuqiao in anger. "Who said you could leave? Get back here!"

Ye Yuqiao stopped in her tracks, and through her connection with the Nether King's Heart, she spoke to Chen Hao who had been sucked into the wine gourd, "You idiot, your queen has been yelled at by this ghost, and it's probably going to take advantage of me later!"

Trapped in the wine gourd, Chen Hao instantly seethed with rage, spitting fire at the gourd while shouting, "This damn ghost dares to have dirty thoughts about Her Majesty, my queen. I'm going out to deal with it right away!"

As he spoke, the purple flames spurting from Chen Hao's left eye grew even more fierce!

Nevertheless, the wine gourd remained undamaged even after half a minute had passed. Chen Hao, scratching his head helplessly, thought that this wine gourd should not be an object of the Netherworld; otherwise, how could the Nether Eye's Fire be ineffective against it?

What should he do next?

After thinking for a moment, a blue light suddenly flickered in Chen Hao's eyes and he exclaimed with delight, "I've got it!"

In the dim interior of the wine gourd, the blue light in Chen Hao's eyes shone extraordinarily bright.

He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and removed the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword attached to it. Just like Chen Hao's own body, the already miniaturized Evil-Banishing Moon Sword shrunk several times more after entering the wine gourd.

Chen Hao thought that if the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword would grow to its original size, it might be able to puncture the wine gourd. He placed the now hundreds of times smaller Evil-Banishing Moon Sword at the bottom of the gourd and pushed himself against the inner wall to the side, shouting, "Brother Sword, grow bigger!"

Under Chen Hao's watchful eye, the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword slowly grew larger, eventually reaching a length that matched his current stature.

Chen Hao's face fell, and he let out a sigh of disappointment, "Is that all? It can't get any bigger?"

No sooner had Chen Hao's words fallen when the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword suddenly grew again!

Seeing the sharp, gleaming blade of the sword expanding toward him, Chen Hao quickly bent over and lay down at the sunken bottom of the gourd. There was some cold wine in this depression, which, after soaking his body with its sour and musty smell, caused Chen Hao to suddenly feel very uncomfortable—as if he were all sticky and reeking.

Above him, the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword continued to expand relentlessly. After a while, both ends of the Evil-Banishing Moon Sword pressed against the gourd's inner walls and then punctured the gourd.

Outside the gourd, the Drunken Immortal, harboring malicious thoughts, was inching closer to Ye Yu. After sensing that the gourd in his hand suddenly grew heavy, he stopped in his tracks and brought the gourd before his face, looking at it in surprise and with eyes wide open.

Then, feeling the gourd in the palm of his hand trembling and quickly turning into vigorous shaking, the Drunken Immortal put his right ear close to the gourd, listening carefully to the sounds inside.

Suddenly, there was a flash of sword light!

Ye Yuqiao saw a sharp sword tip, akin to a willow leaf's point, pierce through the wine gourd and come out, stabbing directly into the right ear of the Drunken Immortal.

"Ah!" The Drunken Immortal let out a painful scream and immediately dropped the gourd in his hand to the ground, clutching his pierced ears as he sobbed in agony.

After the gourd fell, it split in half with a "pop." Freed, Chen Hao's figure suddenly expanded to several times its size, returning to its normal stature. He walked over to Ye Yuqiao, took her hand, and asked urgently, "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"

"Don't you think you're underestimating me a little?" Ye Yuqiao murmured softly, then she buried her head into Chen Hao's chest and laughed lightly, "Although I could have taken care of that drunkard myself, I have you, so of course you should be the one to take action!"

"Uh," Chen Hao blinked. Although he didn't quite understand what Ye Yuqiao meant, his heart still felt full of sweetness.

After Ye Yuqiao stepped back from his embrace, Chen Hao turned around and glared at the still sobbing Drunken Immortal, "Drunkard, you're done for, daring to covet my queen!"

No sooner had Chen Hao's words fallen, a purple vortex appeared above the Drunken Immortal's head. This vortex was the last ability of the Nether Eye Power—the Nether Acupoint.

After half a month of continuous cultivation and with Ye Yuqiao's guidance, Chen Hao could now easily use Nether Acupoint on any spot within his line of sight, rather than just over his left eye.

Before the Drunken Immortal had a chance to look up and see what had appeared above him, he was sucked into the Nether Acupoint.

Then something unexpected happened: Chen Hao followed into the Nether Acupoint after the Drunken Immortal was absorbed.

"Although your Spiritual Power has greatly increased and your cultivation is impeccable, isn't this a bit too reckless?" Ye Yuqiao sighed.

The world inside the Nether Acupoint was the same as the view Chen Hao saw when he closed his eyes at the left eye—the bud of a flower shining with purple light. Compared to half a month ago, this bud seemed almost ready to bloom.

"Where is this?" The Drunken Immortal looked around in panic, having forgotten about the severe pain in his right ear.

"If you dare set foot in Y City again, this will be your final resting place!" Chen Hao's voice suddenly sounded behind the Drunken Immortal.

Just as the Drunken Immortal turned around, Chen Hao's fist, charged with Nether Eye Power, struck his face, knocking loose the Primordial Spirit and Primordial Soul from the right side of his face.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Chen Hao grabbed the Drunken Immortal by the collar, threw him out of the Nether Acupoint, and quickly followed right behind him.

Back in the real world, Chen Hao stood on the Drunken Immortal's body and said, "I'll let you off just for tonight, now get lost. But remember this well, if you dare step into Y City again, I won't let you off!"

"Yes, yes!" The Drunken Immortal, with half his face gone, knelt on the ground nodding repeatedly before drifting away from He Tou Village.

Once the Drunken Immortal was gone, Chen Hao called out all the villagers of He Tou Village, informing them that the Drunken Immortal had been driven off and would no longer invade their home.

With the night already deep and Ye Yuqiao quite fond of the mountain-adjacent riverside village, Chen Hao accepted the village chief's kind offer to stay overnight in He Tou Village.

The villagers arranged a small wooden house by the river for the two of them. After the villagers had helped clean up and made the bed, only Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao were left inside the cabin.

Looking out the window at the tranquil beauty of the riverside at night, Chen Hao took Ye Yuqiao's hand and said, "Yuqiao, let's go for a walk, stroll under the moonlight."

"Why do you suddenly want to go for a walk?" Ye Yuqiao questioned, a hint of drowsiness on her face.

"Don't you feel it's very romantic?"

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