Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2039: Chapter 2040: The Wine Sword Immortal (First Update)

This minor commotion quickly subsided, and even Xiao Sha and Zhang Xiao Yu were unaware of what had exactly occurred.

After several days of travel, the starship that Xue An and the others were on finally arrived at the Sword Palace Sector.

Xiang Xiang and Nian Nian leaned against the porthole, looking out into the void with awe, saying, ”Wow, it’s so lively here!”

Because right outside the void of the Sword Palace Sector, all sorts of dazzling starships completely packed the space.

Many sword cultivators flew over wielding their swords, then gathered in twos and threes, making the entire void bustle like a market.

In comparison, the starship that Xue An was on seemed quite unremarkable.

”Daddy, what are all these people here for?” Nian Nian asked.

Xue An chuckled lightly, ”They’re... they’re all here to watch the excitement!”

”Watch excitement? Is excitement that amusing to watch?” Nian Nian pondered deeply.

Xue An smiled slightly, about to speak, when suddenly a battered starship burst into view from afar, staggering as it flew over.

Wherever it passed, numerous starships scattered, raising a clamor of curses.

”Damn, steering a starship without eyes, huh? Didn’t see there were people here!”

”This bastard must be drunk! Look at the marks on this starship—it’s been crashing all the way!”

Despite the cursing, the starship still flew forward regardless.

Thud!

The starship collided directly with a giant carriage that couldn’t dodge in time, its speed so fast that the massive carriage teetered and flew off askew.

As for the front of the starship, it shattered into pieces.

”Damn it, do you even know how to drive a starship?” A youth in fancy clothing flew out from the giant carriage, shouting angrily.

The crowd was in an uproar.

Someone whispered, ”This person is Ye Kongming, the direct grandson of the old man who cleans swords! Since he’s here, the old man must be in the giant carriage as well.”

”This starship is in for it; the old man who cleans swords is not easily provoked.”

But despite the external discussions, the damaged starship remained unfazed.

”Don’t pretend to be dead. Are you blind? Couldn’t see such a massive carriage? I think you came here on purpose to cause trouble, so get out here quickly, or don’t blame me for being rude,” Ye Kongming sneered.

His words seemed to take effect. The starship quivered, and then there was a loud bang.

The door of the starship was kicked off, and a disheveled, drunken middle-aged man staggered out.

He first looked around with bleary eyes, grinned, and then belched.

The strong smell of alcohol hit, causing those nearby to retreat, covering their mouths and noses, showing disgust.

Ye Kongming was initially astonished, but then his anger grew.

”Great, daring to drive drunk—if you don’t give an explanation today, you’re not leaving,” he said.

”Explanation?” The middle-aged man grabbed the gourd at his waist, gulped down, and then breathed out with satisfaction.

”What kind of explanation do you want?”

”Nonsense, compensation of course!”

Ye Kongming arrogantly pointed to the giant carriage behind him, ”See that? This giant carriage was crafted by a master from the Divine Boat Sect—it’s a rare masterpiece. Now you’ve damaged it; how will you compensate?”

The middle-aged man squinted at the giant carriage, then smiled, ”How do you want to compensate?”

Ye Kongming looked down at the middle-aged man with some disdain, frowning slightly, ”Judging by your shabby appearance, you probably can’t afford it. How about this: kneel and kowtow to me a few times, call me grandpa a few times—if you please me, we’ll drop the matter; otherwise...”

Ye Kongming coldly laughed, ”I want to spare you, but my sword won’t agree.”

His proposal surprisingly elicited no objections.

After all, it was the man’s fault, and if he couldn’t afford compensation, kneeling for forgiveness was inevitable.

But upon witnessing this, Xue An couldn’t help but sigh softly.

”This guy is likely doomed,” he said.

An Yan couldn’t help but ask, ”Why do you say that?”

”Because this man’s identity... is not so simple!”

”You mean this drunken man is also a master?” An Yan asked in surprise.

”More than a master, his status surpasses the so-called old man who cleans swords.”

At this, Xue An looked through the porthole at the man in the distance, half-smiling.

”After all... although the title ’Wine Sword Immortal’ isn’t in the top ten, he uniquely stands out among all the sword cultivators in the multiverse! Strange person, strange sword—none compare to him!”

An Yan listened, understanding only partially, but anyone hearing the name Wine Sword Immortal would be utterly shocked.

Because this name represents a legend.

Similar to the unparalleled loose cultivator Qiu Yuye, nobody knows which sect or school the Wine Sword Immortal hails from, his true age, or when he became famous.

People only know that among all the multiverse’s sword cultivators, there is an extraordinary master who loves the drink and is carefree by nature.

However, the person is always elusive, many have heard the name, but few have seen the face.

So at this moment, only Xue An and a few others guessed the man’s identity, but nobody revealed it—they just watched quietly.

As expected.

After hearing Ye Kongming’s aggressive words, the Wine Sword Immortal did not get angry, but looked at him amusingly.

He smiled until Ye Kongming felt unnerved, then with a grin, said, ”Based on what you’ve said, are you a sword cultivator too?”

”Of course, my grandfather is the dignified old man who cleans swords. I’ve learned arts under him since childhood—naturally, I’m a genuine sword cultivator,” Ye Kongming said proudly.

”Old man who cleans swords...” the Wine Sword Immortal muttered softly, then smiled and nodded, ”If that’s the case, you can barely be considered a sword cultivator. And since you’re a sword cultivator, how about this.”

”I can’t afford to compensate for your carriage, but you can strike me with your sword three times. If I’m unharmed after the three strikes, this debt is settled; if I’m defeated, and I die, then so be it. What do you think?”

Upon hearing this proposal, Ye Kongming was initially stunned, then chuckled repeatedly.

”Strange occurrences every year, especially this one—someone actually volunteering to die! Fine, since you refuse good wine, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”