The Urban Medical Martial Immortal

679: Chapter 675 Kneel Down 679: Chapter 675 Kneel Down “Seven Immortals Pond?

That’s quite the boast, daring to praise oneself in such a way, it’s laughable!

And you want me, Mr.

Jia, to kneel?

I think you’ve grown tired of living!”

By now, seeing Lin Tian still sitting there with composure, spouting such arrogant nonsense, Jia Yanjun couldn’t help but laugh in anger and loudly scolded.

“On the contrary, it’s you who should apologize to me before crawling out of here.

In Cold Water River City, no one can save you!”

Jia Yanjun’s shout echoed throughout the private room.

Lin Tian stared at him coldly, offering no explanation.

The drink he had concocted, named Seven Immortals Pond, was a supernatural wine taught to him by his master, DuanMuuu Yue, in his previous life.

Lacking the higher-level wines and elixirs from the Immortal Domain, he had to make do with ordinary spirits and fruit substitutes, then, through the power of True Qi, though its effect was reduced countless times, it wasn’t something ordinary drinks could match!

In the face of all the mundane drinks, to call it Seven Immortals Pond was not an overstatement!

Jiaang Huijun, standing by his side, was the first to notice the change in the drink Lin Tian had mixed on the table.

When she saw the images of seven graceful women, floating like immortals, slowly appear in the glass, her eyes bulged in astonishment, her mouth agape as if her jaw would drop to the floor.

“Mr…

Mr.

Jia, look at that drink…”

At this moment, Jiaang Huijun came back to her senses, tugged at Jia Yanjun beside her, and voiced a reminder.

Jia Yanjun, who had demanded Lin Tian kneel, saw no movement from the latter and was furious.

He was about to call for someone.

Heeding the reminder, he couldn’t help but look.

And at that glance, he was stunned.

With Jiaang Huijun’s prompting, others, including Master Murphy, also looked over immediately.

“Is this…

is this an immortal descending to the cup?”

Upon seeing the scene in the glass, everyone’s eyes widened in shock.

In the glass, the drink flowed slowly, with seven stunning figures wearing seven different colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple—materializing within.

They seemed to be chasing one another, whispering secrets, and dancing gracefully…

In short, the seven figures in the glass were uniquely poised, beautiful as immortals!

In one word, beautiful!

Xiang Daisan and Lan Yueke, standing at the side, were also mesmerized.

World-class bartender, Master Murphy, was trembling, fixated on the glass.

“Is this bartending or performing magic?”

Everyone had the same thought cross their mind.

“Incredibly skilled, incredibly skilled!

My God, I’ve seen God!”

After a while, Master Murphy couldn’t contain his continuous exclamations, his voice filled with wonder.

He sniffed and took a few steps forward, a look of shock on his face, “Just the scent of this drink has intoxicated me, Murphy!

This is truly God’s Wine!

To be honest, I really want to drink it now, but I don’t dare desecrate such divine wine bestowed by heaven…”

“Esteemed master, please accept my, Murphy’s, bow!”

Saying so, Murphy knelt on the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was startled once again.

Even Murphy had submitted and knelt down, indicating the extraordinary nature of the wine that Lin Tian had conjured!

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

Jiaang Huijun, who had mocked Lin Tian several times, bit her lip and lowered her head.

He hadn’t been bragging or egotistical after all but indeed had the skills, even if it was just this particular drink he could make!

And who exactly was he?

Someone capable of such bartending prowess must have an extraordinary background!

No wonder her cousin looked at him differently!

Unlike the others’ silence and astonishment, Xiang Daisan’s expression was more complex.

She pursed her lips and gazed at Lin Tian’s figure, her thoughts in turmoil.

The private room was enveloped in quietude.

“Holy shit, bro, you’re too awesome!”

Everyone else fell silent.

It took a while for the shocked fatty, Shi Dengjing, to come back to his senses, then he exclaimed, and rushed forward, grabbing the glass and downed a gulp, bursting out, “Damn it, what kind of drink is this?

I can’t even, I can’t even, it’s too marvelous…”

After taking a sip of the alcohol, the fatty sat on the sofa, his face full of blissful smiles.

Only then did the crowd start to notice and smell the aroma of the alcohol in their glasses, and upon sniffing it, they all looked invigorated, showing intoxicated expressions.

“Ah, God’s Wine, tainted by your stench, damn fatty!

Ruined, ruined, it’s like blasphemy!”

Master Murphy, who was kneeling on the ground, saw fatty’s actions and immediately started pounding his chest and stomping his feet in sheer annoyance.

However, Lin Tian paid him no attention.

He had a bit of a soft spot for the fatty.

He raised his head and looked at Jia Yanjun indifferently, and ordered, “Kneel down and apologize!”

As soon as he said this, the faces of everyone present visibly shook, and they all snapped back to reality.

Jia Yanjun’s face was livid, and his eyes blazed with fury.

This time, it was supposed to be Lin Tian’s public humiliation, but now it was he himself who faced embarrassment.

Even Master Murphy had taken such an action; the drink Lin Tian had just mixed was undeniably incredible, and Jia Yanjun knew he had lost completely.

“How did this yokel manage to learn bartending skills?

Or is this some ancestral secret technique?

Yes, that must be it, otherwise who mixes liquor with fruits!

Damn it, that’s not bartending, that’s brewing!”

Jia Yanjun’s thoughts raced, and finally, he clung to this reasoning.

He looked coldly at Lin Tian and sneered, “Is this a cocktail?

Hmph, who knows if you’re not just using some secret family recipe to fool everyone!”

“NONONO…

Mr.

Jia, even if it’s not a cocktail, the drink this master has mixed… it surpasses what we mortals can imagine.

Just by smelling it, I know no advanced drink comes close!”

Before Lin Tian could respond, the kneeling Master Murphy hurriedly shook his head and chimed in.

Master Murphy’s words left Jia Yanjun speechless, his face turning a deeper shade of livid.

“Kneel down!”

Lin Tian’s face grew even colder as he ordered again.

Crack~~

Jia Yanjun’s hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles sounded a friction-filled crack, trembling all over, his face dark as water.

“Lin Tian, let’s just forget it, shall we?

He’s my classmate, after all…”

Seeing Jia Yanjun on the verge of lashing out, Xiang Daisan bit her lip, stepped forward to mediate, not wanting to fall out with both sides, finding herself in an awkward position.

“You sit tight, he and I had an agreement just now!”

Lin Tian turned around and rebuked Xiang Daisan directly.

Xiang Daisan shuddered and showed a look of disbelief; this was the first time another man had scolded her, causing her eyes to widen in shock.

“It’s just some fancy ancestral formula for booze, what’s the big deal!”

Quietly, Xiang Daisan muttered resentfully, then unhappily sat back down on the sofa.

Lan Yueke looked at Lin Tian with mixed feelings and then consoled Xiang Daisan, “He just got lucky, learned some familial technique for home-brewing, and is showing off, that’s all.

Don’t mind him!”

Hearing this, Xiang Daisan nodded, now convinced that what Lin Tian mixed was indeed an ancestral home-brewed drink.

“Kid, are you trying to utterly disrespect me, Jia Yanjun?

Hmph, you think you can make me kneel?

Who do you think you are?

A yokel!”

Seeing Lin Tian relentless, Jia Yanjun barked angrily and then prepared to sit back down on the sofa.

Whoosh~~

But Lin Tian didn’t bother arguing anymore, and quietly released a stream of True Qi, aiming secretly at Jia Yanjun’s knees.

Thump~~

Caught off guard, Jia Yanjun lost his balance and found himself kneeling harshly in front of Lin Tian.

“You’ve knelt down after all!

Just, you’re not obedient enough, what a pity…”

Seeing Jia Yanjun kneel, Lin Tian sneered, shook his head, and sighed.

The True Qi he had sent out earlier wasn’t just about forcing Jia Yanjun to his knees, but had penetrated into his legs.

In half a month, the bones in his legs would slowly become soft, and he’d likely spend most of his life in a wheelchair unless a Divine Doctor intervened.