Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 221: Great Dream Immortal Wine a Dream of a Thousand Years

The person who came was none other than the owner of the Hundred Flavors Immortal Brew Workshop.

The workshop owner’s heart tightened under that clear, yet seemingly all-seeing gaze, and he quickly said, “Junior Brother, I apologize for disturbing you. Is my ‘millennium dream’ not to your taste?”

His words were somewhat indirect and filled with a hint of doubt.

After all, Cultivators who came in the past always praised this “millennium dream,” wishing they could drink more than just a few pots.

It was rare for someone like Han Xuanji and Su Ming to only take a shallow sip and not even finish one pot, which inevitably sparked a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart.

Han Xuanji glanced at the wine pot in his hand and said indifferently, “The wine is acceptable, but it seems to be missing something. This pot of wine should be a semi-finished product.”

Upon hearing this, the owner’s pupils constricted slightly, and the professional smile on his face completely vanished, replaced by genuine astonishment.

This wine was indeed a semi-finished product, or rather, a defective product, and it was absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to point it out with a single word.

This young man before him…

He took a deep breath, and his attitude became even more sincere, even carrying a hint of apology: “This Junior Brother truly has a Wisdom Eye!”

“To be honest, it’s not that I don’t want to display the finished product, but rather…”

He stopped speaking mid-sentence, as if realizing it was inappropriate.

Just then, an old but vigorous voice came from the inner hall: “Young friend is not a brewer, but I fear he has tasted countless wines. This old man is impressed.”

The curtain was drawn aside, and an old man, dressed in a simple gray robe, with a sharp mind and eyes as keen as an eagle, walked out.

His aura was not evident, but his finger joints were large, showing traces of long-term handling of spiritual materials, and his eyes gleamed with inner wisdom, carrying a strong scent of wine, clearly indicating a profound mastery in the art of brewing.

[Gu Chen: Golden Immortal seventh layer, Elder of Lingxu Heavenly Palace, skilled in the Dao of brewing.

He once brewed an unparalleled immortal brew that was praised by many Immortal Venerables.

‘millennium dream’ is not considered a masterpiece in his eyes; it always falls short compared to truly peerless immortal brews.]

The workshop owner immediately said respectfully, “Master!”

The old man waved his hand, his gaze intensely fixed on Han Xuanji, with an undisguised look of scrutiny:

“This old man, Gu Chen, has researched this Dao for a long time. Although this wine is merely an incomplete work, for a young friend to instantly perceive the shortcomings of ‘millennium dream’ is truly remarkable. Could it be that the wines he usually drinks are far superior to this?”

He was somewhat curious.

If Han Xuanji was a connoisseur of wine, he shouldn’t look down on this “millennium dream” so much, should he?

Although it couldn’t compare to those peerless immortal brews, it was still considered unique.

Even some wine-loving Immortal Lords found this wine to be excellent.

Han Xuanji’s expression remained calm, unfazed.

He looked at the old man before him, then at the nervous and expectant owner beside him, and pondered for a moment.

“So be it.”

He said softly.

Immediately, under the unblinking gaze of the two, Han Xuanji flicked his sleeve, and a seemingly simple dark green wine gourd appeared in his hand.

However, the moment Han Xuanji lightly tapped his fingertip, revealing a tiny gap in the gourd’s mouth—

An indescribably exquisite wine aroma, like a volcano dormant for ten thousand years suddenly erupting, instantly permeated the air.

This aroma was not merely potent; it had myriad layers.

At first sniff, it was cool and piercing like an icy spring, but upon closer taste, it offered an endless aftertaste, and even contained an ineffable Dao rhythm, as if it could directly seep into the Divine Soul, cleanse the immortal spirit, making one feel comfortable and enlightened upon smelling it.

All other wine aromas in the workshop instantly paled in comparison to this scent, like fireflies before the bright moon.

The workshop owner’s eyes widened sharply, and he gasped for air, as if trying to inhale every wisp of the aroma into his lungs, his face filled with intoxication and shock.

And Great Master Gu Chen, the arrogance and doubt on his face instantly vanished without a trace, replaced by a fervent and excited expression, almost like worship.

He stared intently at the dark green gourd, his lips trembling:

“This… Dao rhythm spontaneously generated, spiritual radiance contained within, making one feel as if they’ve fallen into the netherworld. Could this be the legendary… Yellow Springs Brew?”

“It is said that a single sip can allow one to experience Reincarnation.”

Han Xuanji nodded slightly, then resealed the gourd’s mouth.

Leaving behind a room full of lingering aftertaste and endless imagination.

This immortal brew was of extremely high quality, a reward from a six-star check-in location, likely a collection of some Grand Unity Golden Immortal or even a Great Luo Immortal King.

After drinking a sip, he gained considerable insight into the Dao of life, death, and Reincarnation.

“This wine was obtained by chance.”

Han Xuanji’s tone was calm, as if he had just displayed an ordinary item.

“Now, do you believe me?”

Great Master Gu Chen’s old face flushed, then he bowed deeply, his voice filled with shame: “I believe you! This old man believes you! It was this old man who was narrow-minded; I beg for your forgiveness, young friend!”

The workshop owner also quickly followed suit, bowing his head, not daring to look up.

The identity of someone who could possess such an immortal brew must far exceed his imagination.

Han Xuanji quickly raised his hand to offer a virtual support: “Senior, there’s no need for such formality.”

Great Master Gu Chen straightened up, his eyes burning as he looked at Han Xuanji, no longer showing any contempt, only pure admiration:

“Today, having heard of this immortal brew, this old man… this old man, despite his thick skin, wonders if he could be granted a sip…”

“Just a few drops. This old man is willing to make a Dao oath to owe you a favor.”

“No matter what the request, this old man will not refuse.”

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Han Xuanji’s eyes.

A Dao oath from a Golden Immortal Cultivator carries immense weight, especially one involving the Dao Heart.

It meant that no matter what request he made, the other party could not refuse, otherwise, their Dao Heart would be damaged beyond repair.

Gu Chen’s obsession with the Dao of brewing was indeed beyond expectation.

He still had half a pot of the Yellow Springs Brew left; giving him a few drops was perfectly acceptable.

“Senior, you exaggerate. A Dao oath is unnecessary. Ten drops of wine, would that be enough?”

Han Xuanji said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Gu Chen’s face instantly broke into an uncontrollable ecstasy, and he nodded repeatedly: “Enough! More than enough! Young friend is generous, this old man… this old man is endlessly grateful!”

In his excitement, he quickly turned to lead the way: “This place is noisy and not suitable for conversation, young friend, please follow this old man!”

With that, he led Han Xuanji towards the depths of the immortal workshop.

After passing through several hidden Restrictions, the view suddenly opened up.

This place was actually an extremely vast blessed land, not a wine cellar as one might imagine, but a strange space where Spiritual Qi materialized into mist and iridescent light flowed.

Countless jade altars, stone jars, and crystal pots of various shapes floated in the air, some exuding shimmering light, others emitting auspicious Qi, while wisps of an indescribably mellow Dao rhythm permeated the area, as if all the essences of myriad immortal brews had gathered there.

[Detected six-star check-in location ‘Myriad Immortal Wine Cellar’.

Do you wish to check in?]

A six-star check-in location?

Han Xuanji hadn’t expected to accidentally arrive at such an extraordinary place of Dao rhyme, and he silently thought, “System, check in.”

[Congratulations to the host for successfully checking in at the Myriad Immortal Wine Cellar, obtaining one pot of “Great Dream Immortal Brew.”]

[Great Dream Immortal Brew: An ancient wondrous wine.

Drinking it allows one’s Divine Soul to wander the great void, cultivating and training in dreams.

A single dream lasts a millennium, allowing one to comprehend the Great Dao, yet in reality, only an instant passes.

It is an unparalleled treasure.]