You Promised to Be an Idle Son-in-Law, How Could You Become a Land Immortal?

The private room echoed with the lingering sound. It was as empty as a desolate mountain forest; no sound from the outside world could be heard.

Chen Yi knew this was because Lone Immortal Ye’s Sword Dao had drawn in Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism, confining it within the private room. It was much like the Black Magic Secret Skill used by ”Jackal” Du Cang. People outside could not pry into anything happening in this room, nor could he hear or see anyone or anything beyond its walls.

Chen Yi sat upright at the table, looking straight at Lone Immortal Ye, meeting him with silence. After the incident with Immortal Bai, he didn’t believe his Black Tortoise Concealment Technique could hide him from Lone Immortal Ye. And the truth was, it couldn’t. However, Chen Yi couldn’t figure out why Lone Immortal Ye had specifically asked for him by name. Was it because of his rapid progress in Sword Dao? Or was it because of something else?

Chen Yi had no way of knowing. After some thought, he withdrew his gaze, grabbed the wine pot, poured a cup of wine, and said, ”Senior, please.”

Without waiting for Lone Immortal Ye’s response, he downed it in one gulp. Since he was already here, he might as well make peace with it. Since he could neither hide nor fight his way out, responding to all changes by remaining unchanged was his only solution.

Lone Immortal Ye merely watched him coldly and indifferently, observing as he calmly poured the wine, drank it, and set down the cup.

Several breaths later, Lone Immortal Ye withdrew his gaze, picked up his own wine cup, and similarly downed it in one gulp.

The sharp Sword Intent filling the private room dissipated slightly. However, Lone Immortal Ye showed no intention of stopping. He poured and drank cup after cup, and soon, the pot of wine bottomed out.

Chen Yi stared at him blankly. ”The person who called me over for a drink is drinking alone in a sulk... Then why go through the trouble of inviting me here?” he wondered. Chen Yi truly couldn’t understand this at all.

Seeing that Lone Immortal Ye had already broken the seal of a second jar of wine, Chen Yi felt somewhat helpless and followed suit, opening a jar himself. Only this time, he didn’t use the small wine cup. Instead, he grabbed an empty bowl, filled it to the brim, held it up to his chest with both hands, and said as usual, ”Senior, please.”

Then, he chugged it in one breath. As the spicy Lang Wine slid down his throat, a warm current flowed into his chest and abdomen.

Chen Yi smacked his lips twice and, minding his own business, picked up his chopsticks and started eating the dishes. Crispy fried peanuts, cold sliced beef, hand-grabbed mutton... Chen Yi ate and drank, no longer overthinking Lone Immortal Ye’s intentions, focusing solely on filling his stomach.

Seeing his actions, Lone Immortal Ye put down the wine cup in his hand and surprisingly switched to a large bowl as well. He filled it with wine, tilted his head back, and swallowed it all in one gulp. After drinking, he mimicked Chen Yi and started eating the appetizers on the table.

Then came the second bowl, the third bowl... One jar, two jars, three jars...

Only half an hour passed, and Chen Yi and Lone Immortal Ye had finished all six jars of wine in the private room. Neither of them used True Essence to dissipate the alcohol. With three jars of wine in their stomachs, their faces had turned liver-red.

Lone Immortal Ye shook his wine jar. Only a few drops of wine fell into his bowl. A frown appeared on his usually expressionless face. He looked over at Chen Yi’s hand—where the last half-pot of Lang Wine remained. ”Bring it here.”

Chen Yi gripped the wine pot but did not hand it over. He gently breathed out a puff of alcohol-laced air and, emboldened by the liquor, asked, ”Did you summon me this time, Senior, just to... drink?”

Lone Immortal Ye shot him a glance, his gaze then landing on the pot of wine. He gently raised a finger.

The surrounding Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism instantly pressed down on Chen Yi like Da Shan. Caught off guard, Chen Yi’s figure sank. He was almost crushed by this majestic and vast heaviness formed by Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism.

He abruptly gritted his teeth. His Martial Arts of the Punch, spear, Blade, sword, Step, and body completely erupted. Even so, within this cage-like private room, he only managed to snatch a sliver of Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism. But for Chen Yi, this tiny bit was enough.

His fingers gripping the wine pot twitched slightly. Following a series of CRACKING sounds, the porcelain wine pot was covered in spiderweb cracks. If he used even a fraction more strength, the wine pot would inevitably shatter.

Chen Yi stared at Lone Immortal Ye, forcing out a smile. ”Senior, this wine is mine.” He wanted to use this method to tell Lone Immortal Ye, ”I respect you, but don’t push your luck.”

Lone Immortal Ye naturally saw through his intentions. Looking at the porcelain pot that was slowly leaking wine, he raised his hand and dispersed Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Mechanism.

Chen Yi’s Heart Spirit relaxed slightly. Fortunately, Tiger Girl had previously told him some things about Lone Immortal Ye, allowing him to determine that Lone Immortal Ye was not a bloodthirsty person. After all, if he was truly bloodthirsty and cruel, given that level of hatred, why wouldn’t he have slaughtered the entire Le family?

Chen Yi’s hand gripping the wine pot loosened slightly. He took the opportunity to pour a cup of wine for each of them and said, ”Senior Sword Monarch, please.”

Lone Immortal Ye glanced at his hand, then at the wine cup in front of him. The flush on his face faded bit by bit, and his eyes became increasingly clear. He clearly didn’t plan on continuing to drink.

”Gongye Bai said that before sparring with me, there needs to be a match between the younger generation.

”His candidate is a member of the Wind and Rain Tower.”

Seeing Lone Immortal Ye staring straight at him, Chen Yi caught sight of the wine cup by his hand from the corner of his eye and secretly curled his lip. ”To think he actually despises the fact that the cup of wine was touched by my hand. Just because his title contains the word ’Snow’, does he think he’s pure and pristine?” he thought.

Thinking this, Chen Yi finished the wine in his cup and pretended not to understand as he said, ”The Wind and Rain Tower, huh? Their reputation precedes them.

”I’m guessing the person Senior Immortal Bai chose should be his disciple, Shui Hetong, right?

”That is quite a formidable figure. I have long heard of his name. They say his aptitude is extraordinary. Not only did he inherit Immortal Bai’s legacy, but he also achieved mastery through comprehensive study, carving out his own path of the Punch.”

After spinning this half-truth, Chen Yi looked at Lone Immortal Ye and asked seriously, ”I wonder who you have chosen, Senior? They must be a peerless genius as well, right?”

Lone Immortal Ye stared at him and spat out one word: ”You.”

”Me?” Chen Yi pointed at himself and said with a smile, ”Senior must be joking. My Cultivation is insufficient, and my Technique Realm is low. How could I possibly be a match for that Shui Hetong?”