Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!-Chapter 622 - 388: This alcohol is strong! Jizi wakes up, hits the road, destination Dragon Tiger Mountain._2

"It's not that drinking this way gives you more Origin Points, it's just that it tastes better."

As the ice wine touched his lips, a layer of frost suddenly formed on Yi Chen's eyebrows. Even from a distance, the intense cold made the blood of the Tiger Ben Army soldiers below the platform flow less smoothly.

Everyone stopped in their tracks, gazing up at the towering Taoist on the platform with reverence.

They saw a rich, blood-red wine being opened and poured into the Taoist's mouth, from where intense heat radiated in all directions, making the soldiers momentarily feel as if they had moved from the depths of winter to the height of summer.

"What are you all staring at me for? Aren't you training anymore? Forget about this ice-fire wine. Even if you were gods, whoever drinks it dies!"

Yi Chen's majestic eyes swept the surroundings, but he burst into a wide grin.

Beneath the dual torment of ice and fire, Origin Points were quietly forming.

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Time, like a scoundrel, never stops for any woman. Instructing the Tiger Ben Army, guiding the youngsters in their cultivation, and perfecting ultimate moves, fourteen days passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, the sun was three poles high.

On the platform above, a burly and robust Taoist had a black crystal stone flitting up and down in his left hand like a fluttering butterfly, while his right hand deftly juggled three golden iron pills without the slightest hindrance.

In front of the Taoist on the platform, a delicate girl in white was working hard to polish a rusty, broken spear.

The previous day, Yi Chen had permitted Bai Shishi to choose from the Tiger Ben Army's armory, yet to everyone's surprise, Bai Shishi selected a broken spear that a general had left behind from a hundred battles, forsaking all the treasured items in the armory.

Broken spears sunk in the sand; the iron not yet melted away. The massive spear, too large to be grasped in one hand, was shedding its rust beneath the girl's vigorous polishing, revealing its once-mighty form.

With deep dedication, an iron rod can be ground into a needle.

Yi Chen knew that if Bai Shishi could succeed, she would certainly rise up, relying on this spear to build the foundation of her martial path and truly soar to the heavens!

"Hoo!"

"Ha!"

"Hah!"

While the robust men below continued their vocal training, suddenly, a fierce breaking sound came from the sky.

A purple figure suddenly landed just outside the Tiger Ben Army camp.

It was a beautiful girl dressed in purple gauze stockings, wearing a black and white yin-yang robe.

The girl walked on air, stepping towards Yi Chen's Taishi Chair without touching the ground, creating miraculous images with each step as ripples in space materialized into an extremely odd black and white fish.

These black and white fishes appeared with the light touch of the girl's toes and vanished as soon as she lifted her foot, a truly remarkable sight.

"Flawless in form, brimming with vitality, hiding the bone in the flesh at the perfect proportion, with slender shins and fuller thighs, adorning purple gauze stockings; it must be my good friend Daoist Lin Luo beyond doubt."

"Tsk, in fact, Daoist Lin Luo could be bolder and break through a little, with one leg in a white over-the-knee stocking and the other in a black one, making it all the more lively!"

Yi Chen looked up to see a pair of beautiful legs approaching him, recognizing the person without needing to see or touch. His World-Shaking Pure Yang knowledge told him who it was.

Of course, a touch would be even more accurate.

A myriad of thoughts sprang up in Yi Chen's mind, but his face remained serious.

"Hidden Dragon Taoist, long time no see. You're even more radiant than before," said the purple-haired girl with a white veil as her voice chimed like spring water.

"Indeed, it's been a while. And I also congratulate you on your complete entry into Dao Mastery, for integrating the ways of yin and yang and space to such a degree; even if the Sacred Puppet Sect's Blood Spirit Son were to come back to life, he surely wouldn't be a match for you."

"Ha-ha, thanks to the Emperor's assistance, granting Lin Luo a month to cultivate in the Heaven-reaching Tower, I had some minor understandings and managed to find my own path. However, compared to the Taoist, I'm still far behind."

Admiration flickered in Lin Luo's eyes behind the white veil. The two walked side by side, and after exchanging a round of pleasantries, they sat down in an elegant Taoist residence.

"Come, cheers!"

"Cheers!"

The two reminisced about drinking together atop the Dream Tower, laughing and toasting to the age of great strife and the moment of modest drinking, making the atmosphere all the more harmonious.

"Daoist Lin Luo, drink up!"

"Hidden Dragon Taoist, could it be that you look down on Lin Luo? Earlier, atop the high platform, I noticed the remaining wine in your cup was quite peculiar. Why didn't you share it with Lin Luo?"

"Ah?"

"Daoist Lin Luo, it's not that I'm unwilling to share a drink with you. This Ice and Fire Wine is strong! It packs a punch!"

"Lin Luo doesn't believe you. Just bring it on."

Unable to resist the purple-haired girl's insistence, Yi Chen could only bring out two jars.

One jar's liquor was crisp and produced an exceedingly thick white mist, while the other was like a fierce fire, emanating hot vapors.

The sight brightened the eyes of the purple-haired girl beyond care for Yi Chen's stinginess, and she immediately grabbed the jar and drained it.

Suddenly her beautiful eyes bulged wide, feeling her head spinning as if the heavens and the earth were whirling.

"Yi... Yi Taoist, what have you... what did you put in this wine?"

"Uh, King Jing bestowed upon me two pieces of Ice Jiyu and Fire Jiyu. I made some powder with a secret technique and added it to the wine, making it even more invigorating when you drink it!"

"You..."

The purple-haired girl's face darkened upon hearing this, and she quickly sat down cross-legged on the ground to circulate her mana.

However, Yi Chen could still read the thoughts of the purple-haired girl through her beautiful eyes, visible above the white gauze.

'You added divine metal, a heavenly and earthly treasure ground into powder, to the wine!'

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The setting sun melted into gold, and the clouds on the horizon were stained red by the twilight, much like Lin Luo's face at that moment.

"Uh, Daoist Lin Luo, will you drink more?"

"Taoist, Lin Luo can't handle your Ice and Fire Wine, I won't drink it anymore; it gives me a headache." The purple-haired girl, usually an avid drinker, for the first time felt a sense of dread towards a wine and waved her hands repeatedly in refusal,

"Don't forget tomorrow's early journey, Taoist. It's getting late today, and Lin Luo still has some small matters to arrange."

Yi Chen: "....."

"Then let me see you off."

"No need, Lin Luo will go back by herself."

Just outside the Hidden Dragon Taoist Palace, Lin Luo who has just stepped out of the gate, looked up at the sky and suddenly felt her mind go blank. She found herself leaning against the wall of the palace, walking step by step towards the outside; from under her left foot, immense frost and cold air were emerging, while from under her right foot, a fiery heat surged out, which she channeled into the earth through her body.

After a while, she sighed again with admiration for Yi Chen's inhuman physique, then turned around resentfully, transforming into a streak of escaping light that vanished into the sky.

In the blue void above, two paths of clouds, one white and one red, were especially eye-catching.

"Daoist Lin Luo... now you can't blame me for being stingy anymore." Yi Chen looked up at the cloudscape above and sighed softly, then headed towards the quiet chamber.

While Lin Luo was still exerting effort to resist the extreme cold and extreme heat from the explosion of the Ice and Fire Jiyu powder just a moment ago, the Halberd sent a thought; it had fully awakened and successfully advanced in rank.

Yi Chen was also curious about the Halberd's advancement this time, but since he was preoccupied at the moment, he finally had time to attend to it now.

A Holy Halberd with an ancient golden sheen was taken out by Yi Chen, the blade of which was blood-red, with an extremely crimson bloodline extending from above the blade, splitting the Halberd in two like a central axis.

"Is this it?" Yi Chen pursed his lips, just about to scold the Halberd as useless.

Suddenly, the Halberd bent, and its blade transformed into a ferocious dragon's maw that opened and closed, actually speaking to Yi Chen in a human voice: "Master, I am stronger now!"

The Halberd trembled, and a formidable force burst forth. The space around it showed strange ripples as if the sharpness disturbed the very fabric of space, and a network of crimson patterns appeared on the Halberd, looking extraordinarily peculiar.

"Good! Good! Good!"

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"Halberd did well, not feeding you all those good things for nothing."

Upon seeing this, Yi Chen's heart overflowed with joy.

The next day at dawn, a large group of several hundred people began to sprint across the land. The group was heterogeneous, with talents in medicine, divination, astrology, governance, and cultivation. Yi Chen naturally pretended not to see this; Ying Si had arranged it for a reason.