Wang Mu walked over. The man was drinking alone, and not a word was spoken.

With his experience from countless side missions in the game, as well as his sharp understanding of the plot, Wang Mu speculated that this might be related to emotions...

After all, for a man to be drinking such potent liquor under the moonlight, it was either because of a 'her'... or a 'him.'

Upon entering the Wine Immortal Pavilion, one had to admit, this place was much more beautiful than Heavenly Sword Peak.

Looking at the moon hanging high in the Heavenly Vault and smelling the aroma of the wine vividly brought memories to mind.

Involuntarily, Wang Mu also thought back to some past scenes with the female lead.

Back then, under a moonlit night, the protagonist had already left Newbie Village and joined a Sect. In the game, there were several Sects to join. But if one wanted to achieve the Love Saint ending, one could only join the special Piaomiao Valley.

A few months after joining the Sect, the protagonist would meet a villainous female lead, namely Mu Hongyuan. At the time, the character in the game was unaware of Mu Hongyuan's identity, though as the player, Wang Mu knew.

During the event, Mu Hongyuan was ordered to come to Piaomiao Valley to steal its Supreme Skill, and the protagonist, who was practicing late at night, would encounter her.

However, unaware of her identity at the time of the encounter, Mu Hongyuan set a trap. She pretended to be pursued by villainous assassins, fleeing to the outskirts of Piaomiao Valley. When the protagonist emerged, a choice would trigger: defeat the assassins or ignore the situation.

After defeating them, he would bring her back to a pavilion in Piaomiao Valley to treat her wounds. This led to a rather sensual scene... which left a deep impression on the then-naive protagonist...

Subsequent events involved the dilemma of discovering Mu Hongyuan's identity, the choice concerning the Sect's Cultivation Technique, and the emotional entanglements with his fellow disciples...

At the thought of this, Wang Mu felt quite emotional.

"Kid, what brings you here in the middle of the night?"

At that moment, the man spoke blearily.

"Just wandering around," Wang Mu said, "I'm Wang Mu, a new disciple. I'm quite curious about the various Sword Peaks of the Sect…"

"New disciple…" The man stared blankly for a few seconds. "So, it's a new batch of disciples?"

"Yes."

The man sighed and handed a wine jug to Wang Mu. "You're on Alcohol Sword Peak, how can you not drink? Gazing at the Drunken Moon without wine? There's no joy in that. Care for some?"

Wang Mu thought for a moment, took the jug, and drained it in one gulp.

The wine had a peculiar fragrance. As it slid down his throat, it felt like nectar, invigorating every part of his body.

However, a burning sensation soon followed, coursing through his entire body as if to tear him apart. It was intermixed with rich Spiritual Energy, cleansing his limbs and bones.

Simultaneously, a potent wave of intoxication assaulted his mind.

Fortunately, at that moment Wang Mu's physical strength was extremely high...

"Great wine," Wang Mu exclaimed, incredibly surprised. Drinking this wine felt like ascending to the heavens.

He then took several more large gulps, GLUG GLUG GLUG.

"..." The man.

Only when Wang Mu felt an intense heat suffuse his body and his face flush crimson did he set down the nearly empty jug.

"This is truly a divine brew!" Wang Mu praised.

The man turned around, his face bearing a strange expression as he looked at Wang Mu, "Not bad. I didn't expect this batch of disciples to be of such high caliber, able to drink half a jug of my Burning Heart Fiery Flame Wine in one go."

"Truly remarkable."

Wang Mu hadn't drunk much in Anle Village, though he had in his previous life.

However, compared to this, the difference was enormous.

Wang Mu handed the jug back to the man, somewhat embarrassed, "Senior Brother from Alcohol Sword Peak, how should I address you?"

"Just call me Alcoholic," the man said languidly. He fumbled at his waist and produced another wine jug. "Come, come, since you can still drink, join me for a few more. I haven't got much else, but I've got plenty of wine."

"'A single cup can drown a thousand sorrows—it's truly good stuff.'"

Wang Mu considered for a moment, accepted it, and continued to drink, GLUG GLUG GLUG.

One jug of fine wine after another was produced from the Alcoholic's waist.

Wang Mu drank to his heart's content, feeling a surge of strength filling his body. The potent liquor, bitter as it went down, transformed into a flowing stream of energy that suffused his limbs and organs…

"Come, this is the Sky Cliff Choking Wine…"

"This jug is Drunk Dream Thousand Returns. A thousand returns in a drunken dream, lost to the mortal coil, forgetting all worldly sentiments…"

"This, Carefree Brew. Drink it, and you'll roam the world unfettered…"

"This Bitter Love Hundred Flowers Brew, now this is truly something. Drink it, and you can temporarily forget all the emotions of this world…"

"Feels great, right?"

"Not bad, kid, you can really hold your liquor… I admire that!"

"..."

"Damn it, slow down! Leave some for me!"

"..."

Wang Mu had no idea how much he'd drunk. By the end, though his body felt about eighty percent intoxicated, his mind remained exceptionally clear.

But his body felt like it was no longer his own.

In a corner of the pavilion, wine jugs lay scattered on the ground.

It's unknown how long they drank, but the man suddenly burst into tears.

"?" Wang Mu.

"SOB SOB SOB…" The man lay on the ground, clasping his head and sobbing bitterly.

"Um, Alcoholic Senior Brother?" Wang Mu felt a bit awkward. "There's still one jug left. You have it."

I think I've drunk too much... I wonder how many Spirit Stones these wines are worth.

But Wang Mu sensed that if his body had Attribute Points, the wines he had consumed would have already added quite a few... Each type of wine made him feel a distinct change in his body, more noticeable than any Elixir.

Alcoholic Senior Brother ignored Wang Mu, continuing to clutch his head and sob bitterly.

Wang Mu scratched his head. His clear consciousness told him this was likely a crucial moment.

"Alcoholic Senior Brother, is something troubling your heart?" Wang Mu asked.

The Alcoholic looked up, glanced at Wang Mu, then laughed again. "What troubles could I possibly have? Drink up! For you to handle so much wine shows your physique far surpasses that of ordinary Cultivators. As a new disciple, you're truly impressive."

Wang Mu took another sip. He thought for a moment, then focused his senses.

[Cultivation: Wine-making Skill (10)]

"..." Wang Mu.

Well, now. He'd accidentally gained a new Skill. These wines were truly potent; after just a few jugs, his Skill had reached level 10. This Skill was excellent—it didn't require Action Points and improved simply by drinking.

"Um, Alcoholic Senior Brother... is this because of matters of the heart?" Wang Mu ventured.

The Alcoholic froze, staring at Wang Mu. "Who told you? You're a new disciple, how would you know about my... No, don't tell me you guessed?"

Wang Mu nodded.

The Alcoholic fell silent. He moved to one side, tilted his head back, and stared upwards, looking utterly dejected.

"If you don't mind, you can confide in me. I'm new to the Sect and don't know many people, so I won't spread it around…" Wang Mu offered.

"Hahaha…" The Alcoholic chuckled. "No need to be so serious. Plenty of people in the Sect know my story… Fine, I'll tell you."

Wang Mu immediately perked up his ears.

"You've just joined the Sect, so you should know about Yijian Peak, right?"

Wang Mu immediately nodded.

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