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Looking at the smiling Uchi, Xiao Yefeng couldn't help but admire this person. The malice in his mind was concealed without a trace. Although it was hard to discern what tricks this fellow had up his sleeve, that fleeting dark purple aura was definitely not something an ordinary person could achieve.
"Here, have some water!" With that, Uchi handed a bamboo tube filled with a special concoction to Xiao Yefeng.
"Oh! I'm here for a vacation. I heard there's a beautiful mountain stream behind here, so I came to take a look," Xiao Yefeng replied, playing his part well. However, after receiving the cup, he gently placed it on the table without drinking.
Seeing that Xiao Yefeng didn't drink the water, Uchi nodded knowingly. He understood that travelers had their own rules and should never consume resources belonging to their companions, especially something as vital as water. Travelers only drank what they prepared themselves. If Xiao Yefeng drank it, it would reveal that he wasn't a true traveler. At that moment, Uchi chuckled and said, "Oh, so you also came because of the beauty of Fierce God Gorge? Recently, quite a few people have come here for that reason!"
"Yes! I came for that too, but I'm also quite scared. I've heard that travelers who enter Fierce God Gorge often faint, and several have ended up in comas. They say there are ghosts around here!" Xiao Yefeng said half-jokingly.
Upon hearing Xiao Yefeng's words, Uchi pretended to be angry and said, "Who is slandering the reputation of our Holy Spirit Village? Brother, you must believe me; it's broad daylight now! How could there be any ghosts? Indeed, a few travelers have fainted, but that's due to heatstroke."
However, Xiao Yefeng could see the panic hidden in Uchi's eyes. He chose not to expose it and simply laughed before discussing the beautiful scenery they had encountered along the way. Uchi insisted on having Xiao Yefeng dine at his home and even asked his wife to prepare the meal. Yet Uzi's Wife clearly looked reluctant—whether she didn't want to cook or feared for Xiao Yefeng's safety was unclear.
Under Uchi's threatening gaze, she eventually went to prepare the meal. Before long, the dishes from the mountain household began to emit a delicious aroma even before they were served. Soon after, Uchi brought the food to the table. Although there seemed to be nothing wrong with the dishes at first glance, Xiao Yefeng was willing to bet that something was amiss. Moreover, Uzi's Wife avoided showing her face as if she were afraid of being seen by him. This made Xiao Yefeng think that most likely the first three geomancers had already arrived.
At this moment, holding chopsticks in hand, Xiao Yefeng hesitated to take action as he pondered what to do next. Just then, within the Black Gold Spirit Banner, Zitong and Utu simultaneously contacted him. Zitong said, "Big brother! Don't worry about eating; I've discussed it with this uncle here. He will help absorb any residual toxins while I’ll help you absorb everything you eat."
"Yes indeed! I can sense that these dishes contain something specifically aimed at us spirits. I don’t have much use anyway; I’ll lend you a hand!" Utu added.
"Are you sure you’re both okay?" Xiao Yefeng asked with concern.
"Big brother, don’t worry! I actually love eating these kinds of things; a bad master used to feed me these all the time!" Zitong replied cheerfully.
At this point, Xiao Yefeng found himself with no way out; refusing to eat would mean tearing off the mask completely. However, he wanted to use Uchi to find out who controlled the Black Banner, so he couldn't let Uchi discover that he wasn't an ordinary person.
"Come on! Eat up! The mountain household doesn’t have much good food; these are all mountain delicacies gathered from up high—don’t turn your nose up at them!" With that, Uchi began serving food onto Xiao Yefeng's plate.
"Alright!" Xiao Yefeng agreed and began to eat. However, after taking a bite of the dish, he realized it tasted like chewing wax—completely flavorless. A quick internal glance revealed that Zitong was attached to him, enjoying the food in his mouth!
Every morsel that Xiao Yefeng brought to his lips was first sampled by Zitong, as if it were candy for her. After Zitong savored the aroma, what remained was nothing but a bland taste, akin to chewing wax. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng noticed that both the rice and the vegetables were fine, but he didn't mind; he considered it a gift for Zitong and continued to enjoy the meal with Uchi.
Seeing Xiao Yefeng so accommodating, Uchi beamed and said, "Bro! Come on, I've got some medicinal wine here. I personally dug up the wild herbs for this up in the mountains! Come on, give it a try!"
He poured a cup of dark purple medicinal wine for Xiao Yefeng. Indeed, within the enormous bamboo tube, there were plenty of herbs like ginseng and reishi mushrooms. However, as soon as Xiao Yefeng lifted the cup, he felt a strong wave of Evil Qi assault him. He didn't need to guess; this wine was definitely problematic. Such potent Evil Qi would surely lead to trouble if consumed—ordinary people would likely faint from just a sip.
While Xiao Yefeng pondered whether Zitong and Utu could handle such intense malevolent energy, Zitong suddenly began tugging at him frantically. "Xiao Yefeng, what's wrong?" he asked.
"Big brother, I want to drink this! I haven't had this in years! This is something a not-so-bad master from many generations ago let me have!" Zitong exclaimed excitedly.
"Really? But this is highly toxic! Even if you're an Earthbound Spirit-level ghost, one cup of this would knock you out for quite some time!" Xiao Yefeng replied.
"It's fine! I used to love this stuff!" Zitong insisted.
"Alright then, but if anything happens to you, don't force yourself—I’ll figure something out!" Xiao Yefeng said.
Meanwhile, Uchi was getting anxious. This medicinal wine was no ordinary brew; it was Uchi's secret recipe—Five Spirits Yin-Yang Wine. The wild ginseng and mountain reishi were merely distractions; the key ingredient was five spirit beasts raised by Uchi himself.
In common parlance, Five Spirits referred to Five Poisons: scorpions, toads, venomous snakes, centipedes, and spiders—some even included geckos. Uchi used spiders for his concoction. The Five Poisons were cultivated through a method involving Gu Worms; once they reached their peak toxicity, they were all killed and ground into powder sprinkled into the wine vat. This process allowed the poisons to counteract each other and render the wine non-toxic.
For ordinary people, drinking a cup would nourish yin and supplement yang but would also induce deep sleep. However, Uchi was different; he needed each drink to enhance his own strength. At that moment, Xiao Yefeng's cup contained more than usual because Uchi intended to knock him out quickly. Despite consuming so much potent herbal powder earlier without collapsing, Xiao Yefeng's constitution was remarkably robust—souls like his made for excellent supplementary materials. Thus, Uchi aimed to incapacitate him in one go. Yet now Xiao Yefeng held the cup still, making Uchi feel restless.
Just as Uchi worried about Xiao Yefeng's reaction, he moved. Taking a deep sniff of the wine first, Xiao Yefeng then downed it in one gulp and sighed contentedly, "Ah! What a fine wine!"
At that moment, the weight that had been hanging over Uchi's heart finally lifted. Now, he was just waiting for Xiao Yefeng to fall asleep. Indeed, Xiao Yefeng could feel that this was good wine; the medicinal properties had been completely absorbed by Zitong, who was squatting in his mouth. However, the aroma of the wine still lingered, so what Xiao Yefeng drank was still the medicinal wine, but all the intoxicating effects had been absorbed by Zitong.
"Smack, smack, smack!" Zitong, having absorbed all the alcohol's essence, merely smacked his lips, clearly unsatisfied with just one cup.
At this moment, Xiao Yefeng could only pretend to be drunk and said, "What a good wine!" After taking a sip, he squinted his eyes and exclaimed, "Big Brother! Another cup!"
As Xiao Yefeng extended his cup, Uchi was taken aback. He had only planned for this one cup; what was this ordinary person thinking? After downing this cup, he hadn't even collapsed yet, and now he wanted another!
Had he encountered a wine immortal? Fine! If you’re not afraid of death, I have no intention of holding back! The more you drink, the more I’ll give you! With that thought, a glint of excitement flashed in Uchi's eyes as he said, "How about it, Bro? This wine is not bad, right? Let me join you."
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yefeng pretended to be drunk and pushed Uchi away. Seizing the bamboo wine jar, he started drinking directly from it. Seeing Xiao Yefeng drink like this left Uchi dumbfounded. Did I grab the wrong jar? No!
While Uchi was still puzzled, on the other side, Xiao Yefeng continued to gulp down the wine jar. After about two pounds of wine, Xiao Yefeng noticed that Zitong had finally changed; his originally pale face had turned rosy red like a ripe apple. At this point, with the jar nearly empty, Xiao Yefeng set it down and then collapsed onto the bamboo mat.
However, Xiao Yefeng was fine; if he didn’t lie down soon, he would really be in trouble. If Uchi didn’t believe him then, even Xiao Yefeng himself wouldn’t believe it. Meanwhile, within the Soul Banner, Utu had already fainted due to the previous meal's potion. At this moment, Zitong was acting tipsy with his flushed cheeks swaying back and forth inside the Soul Banner. Xiao Yefeng noticed that Zitong was continuously evaporating the alcohol's essence. Before long, the Black Gold Spirit Banner became damp. Inside the Soul Banner, Zitong kept turning red; perhaps it was due to the strong alcohol aroma. However, judging by his state, Zitong seemed fine.
But just because Zitong was fine didn’t mean everything was okay for Xiao Yefeng. Seeing that Xiao Yefeng finally collapsed made Uchi wipe the sweat from his forehead. A whole jar of wine—completely consumed by this guy! At that moment, Uchi felt nothing but shock and heartache. He had painstakingly nurtured those Five Poisons for so long and had only managed to brew three jars in total. He drank one jar himself; this guy drank another; and now the last jar was the best one—Uchi couldn’t bear to drink it.
Yet despite his heartache, once Xiao Yefeng fell down, Uchi breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed everything was destined; tonight he would finally complete the last step of the Ghost Summoning Technique.
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