Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Upon Emperor Nether’s command, everyone immediately drank together, regardless of who they were, even Emperor Nether himself only tasted a bit, savoring it slowly.

Despite the large wine vat, the exquisite wine inside was not much, and each drop seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Each sip brought different flavors, a blend of aged fragrance accumulated over time.

Only Ling Feng merely held his wine cup, shook his head, and put it down, showing a lack of interest.

The Seventh Prince glanced at Ling Feng disdainfully and said coldly, ”Why, such divine wine, are you aware of your lowly status and feel unworthy of tasting it? However, since I, the Prince, have personally poured you the wine, not drinking it would be disrespectful to me!”

King Yuan furrowed his brows and gently rebuked, ”Seventh Brother, this young man has come from afar as a guest. Father has not even spoken yet, and it’s not your place to point fingers here.”

The Seventh Prince snorted with no sign of apology. Instead, he turned his gaze to the Duobao Three Venerables and said amiably, ”Three Venerables, how does this wine taste?”

The round-faced Venerable slowly tasted it, his aged face showing deep astonishment, ”It is indeed worthy of being the divine wine from a thousand years ago! It is truly extraordinary! Even as it is diluted with a drop of Spiritual Liquid, it contains strong, special energy. It has a significant effect on cleansing the physical body and seems to have a certain life-extending effect.”

The Venerable on the other side also nodded repeatedly, ”Yes, indeed it is a unique and excellent wine! However, there seems to be a slight flaw, with a faint bitterness in the taste, which might be due to the dilution of the Spiritual Wine.”

”Even so, these minor flaws do not overshadow its merits!”

The ministers in the hall could not stop praising the exquisite wine. Upon hearing that it could extend life and refine the body, they all raised their cups and drank it all, unwilling to waste a single drop.

”Hahaha...”

Just as everyone was praising the thousand-year-old divine wine and eagerly pouring cup after cup, drinking heartily, a highly discordant laugh suddenly echoed through the grand hall.

Everyone looked over in unison, and it was indeed the disciple who had accompanied the Pure Yang Palace Elder, Ling Feng.

Elder Wen Xu was already lacking in presence, and as for Ling Feng, a ”mortal” with no Elemental Power fluctuations, he was naturally regarded as a transparent person.

For such a person to have a seat in the grand hall was a blessing cultivated over many lifetimes, and now, inexplicably, he was laughing strangely?

Was this guy trying to gain attention?

However, in the next moment, they heard Ling Feng speak shockingly, looking at the Seventh Prince with a teasing expression, ”Seventh Prince, serving people urine is one thing, but asking them how it tastes after they drink it? Really, ignorance is terrifying!”

Even monks have tempers, let alone Ling Feng.

If the Seventh Prince wanted to show off, attract attention, and be in the spotlight, Ling Feng could have ignored it, but since this guy had provoked him repeatedly with cold sarcasm, he would not hold back in retaliating!

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire grand hall fell into a deathly silence.

Drinking... urine?

Even Master Wenxu’s palm trembled slightly — what was Ling Feng trying to do? Was he here to cause trouble?

”Boy, what nonsense are you spouting?”

The Seventh Prince’s eyes filled with anger, glaring at Ling Feng. If it weren’t for the unsuitable occasion, he would have smacked Ling Feng down with a single palm long ago.

The ministers looked at their wine cups — the rich wine aroma couldn’t be faked, not to mention even the Duobao Three Venerables praised the exquisite wine. Could divine wine be urine?

You must be joking!

Emperor Nether’s expression slightly changed. As the Emperor, he too tasted the exquisite wine along with everyone else, and this wine was being called urine?

What a joke!

Master Wenxu was so anxious he broke into a cold sweat, quickly standing up and saying, ”Haha, this youngster must be drunk and talking nonsense! Everyone, don’t take it seriously, haha, don’t take it seriously!”

Fu Xueqing also tugged at Ling Feng’s sleeve, signaling him to stop talking.

”Elder Wenxu, I haven’t even had a drink yet, how could I be drunk?”

Ling Feng, looking utterly unconcerned, did not recognize Master Wenxu’s attempt to smooth things over, and actually acted so obliviously!

”This rascal!”

Master Wenxu’s mouth twitched violently — was this guy bent on seeking death!

Ling Feng directly lifted his wine cup and poured it on the floor, with a look of disdain, ”Urine is just urine, I truly don’t understand how you all can drink it so deliciously? If it were ordinary wine, or even plain water, I wouldn’t disrespect Emperor Nether and would drink it all, but when it comes to urine, sorry, can’t do it!”

The hall once again fell into stunned silence. Ling Feng seemed so convinced in his statement that it didn’t appear to be an act.

”This is utter nonsense!”

”Boy, cease your ridiculous talk!”

The ministers all glared angrily at Ling Feng. Ling Feng claiming that this divine wine was urine implied that they had been scrambling to drink urine?

The Seventh Prince was especially infuriated, since this divine wine was provided by him. Ling Feng saying it was urine equated to accusing him of serving everyone urine!

Even a flicker of anger passed through Emperor Nether’s eyes, but he hid it well, ”You claim this divine wine is urine, do you have any evidence? If you are speaking nonsense in public, fabricating lies, don’t blame me for being merciless!”

The crowd looked at Ling Feng as if watching a madman.

However, the oldest and strongest from the Duobao Three Venerables looked at Ling Feng with meaningful eyes, falling into deep thought.

He had sensed something was amiss before; it seemed there were some overlooked details. Ling Feng’s words might not be without reason.

Unafraid of Emperor Nether’s gaze, Ling Feng shook his head and said, ”Your Majesty, I’m not speaking nonsense. The divine wine you speak of is indeed urine, but a rarer kind of urine, one from the Ancient Times!”

”Continue,” Emperor Nether said in a low voice.

Ling Feng raised his sword-like eyebrows and continued, ”As the Three Venerables previously mentioned, judging by the totems on the wine vat, it belongs to the Ancient Spirit Mountain’s worship of the godly beast, to be more specific, a Three-headed White Tiger!”

”Also, during the wine tasting earlier, everyone mentioned that the wine aroma carried a slight bitterness. This bitterness is not due to dilution. I am somewhat versed in medicine and recognized at a glance that the ’exquisite wine’ everyone speaks of actually contains a faint toxin, the Three Jiao Poison. This Three Jiao Poison is excreted within the urine of the Three-headed White Tiger. Although it is slightly toxic, it poses little danger to seasoned martial artists, and consuming small amounts has certain benefits, but excessive consumption is not advisable.”

”However, the Three-headed White Tiger went extinct tens of thousands of years ago, and the so-called exquisite wine here was merely brewed using the urine of the White Tiger Demon Clan with the Three-headed White Tiger bloodline. It also contains the Three Jiao Poison but doesn’t compare to that of the Three-headed White Tiger. Although used for brewing, it has gradually fallen out of use.”

Then, Ling Feng pointed at the wine vat, ”If I am not mistaken, this vat was not used for brewing wine, but was simply used by the Ancient Spirit Mountain Clan to collect White Tiger urine, which hadn’t been made into exquisite wine due to unforeseen circumstances, and was buried underground. Due to various coincidences, the Three Jiao Poison fermented naturally, resulting in the wine aroma, barely qualifying it as wine.”

Ling Feng’s reasonable and sound explanation made the ridicule and disdain on the faces of those in the hall gradually disappear, replaced by a sense of nausea.

A strong sense of nausea!

If it had already been made into wine, the revulsion might have been slightly alleviated.

But, this damn wine vat was actually a urine jar?