Chapter 309 - Sixth-Order Elixir Saint (1/2)
Xiao Chen turned around. Night had fallen. A man in a purple and white gown could be seen faintly in the dark and was slowly walking toward him. The man carried three jars of wine in his hands. A palm-size purplish-gold gourd was hanging on his waist. His hair was neatly tied up. Xiao Chen exclaimed, “Brother Yi! Why are you here?”
The man was Yi Tong. He smiled gently and said, “I just happened to be passing by. A day ago, I heard that Brother Xiao was here, so I came to have a look.” By the time he finished speaking, he had reached them. He looked at Evernight, who was beside Xiao Chen, and smiled. “I’m Yi Tong, may I know how to address you?”
“His name is Evernight, he is a friend I have known for many years.”
He chuckled. “I see, Brother Evernight.”
Evernight folded his arms and said faintly, “When did I know you for many years? When did I ever say my name?” Then he walked toward the yard.
Xiao Chen smiled awkwardly and said, “His temper is a bit odd. Brother Yi, please don’t mind him.”
Yi Tong smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter. When I was walking over I saw you sigh over and over, do you have something on your mind?”
“It’s nothing, let’s not mention this anymore. There is wine today, so let’s get drunk.”
The two smashed open the clay seal. The fragrance of the wine soon filled the space and drifted away with the mountain wind. They each took a sip. Xiao Chen asked, “Oh right, Brother Yi, why are you here in Tianyuan City?”
. Yi Tong smiled and said, “I just happened to be passing by and was staying here for a while. I heard that you were here so I came up to have a look.” Then he tilted his head back and took another sip.
Xiao Chen smiled and saw that he did not want to share more so he probed no more. It was just that people were guarding everywhere in Yutai Mountain, and there were countless elders’ restriction formations. How did he get up here?
But these things were not important. What was important was that in this chaotic world of chaos, you had to have a confidant who was happy to drink with you. Was that not a happy life? Why did one have to think so much?
The two men drank one jar of wine after another. After a jar was finished, they took another from the Divine Vessel. They drank till the night was quiet, till the moon was not parallel to the ground. On the cliffside, countless empty jars were stacked.
Xiao Chen could not hold his liquor anymore. He was so drunk that he passed out and fell asleep on the ground. Actually, with his cultivation, he was able to force the wine out of his system with Mystic Power, so that he could never get drunk. But it would be too boring to be drinking like this.
The night wind was getting chilly, so Yi Tong took off his outer coat and gently covered him with it. As he faced the darkness of the mountain, he sighed for a long time before finally taking off the purplish-gold gourd at his waist. He stroked it for a long time and sighed. “Big brother, that time you did not hesitate to exchange his life with yours, but now, where are you…”
His voice gradually became bitter. Yi Tong’s eyes were slightly reddened by the wind blowing at them, and the image of the big brother with silver hair appeared in his mind again.
As if in his ear, the words of the person who had left rang again: “Kiddo, drink less when I am gone, take care. I have left you with my purplish-gold gourd, which carries 30% of my power. Do not open it unless it is the last resort.”
“Big brother, don’t go! Tell me! Why! Why did you attract the five evils of the heavens! Why…” He sprinted forward with all his strength, but he could not catch up with the man’s footsteps under the stars.
The man went to Cloud Province with a blue sarcophagus, and since then, he had never returned.
Not knowing how long it had been, the sky gradually became blue and the sun was soon rising. Yi Tong stood and picked up Xiao Chen. He walked toward the yard. As he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw Qingluan was there. Then he said, “Why don’t you send him back to his room? I have a lot of things coming up later.”
“Yes.” Qingluan took over Xiao Chen from his hands and turned and walked to the room.
Xiao Chen was in a state of drunkenness throughout the day and never woke up. Qingluan and Ziyun’er had to tell the outsiders that he was overly wounded yesterday and was still unconscious.
By the early morning of the next day, Xiao Chen was awakened by a nightmare suddenly. He shouted, “Xin’er!”
He was short of breath and was sweating all over and the sheets were soaked with his sweat. In the dream, he saw Huangfu Xin’er die, and she was slowly dying in his arms. But there was nothing that he could do aside from watch her die in his arms…
“Lord, are you awake?” A small footstep sounded outside the door, followed by Qingluan’s voice.
“Where is Xin’er? How is she doing now!”
Qingluan said, “Don’t worry, My Lord. Empress Huangfu should be fine now.”
“Should be fine? What do you mean by ‘should be fine’!”
Xiao Chen shoved off his blanket and rushed to the door. However, not even making a count of two steps, he hit the table with one of his feet. This knocked a fine dark-red enameled teapot to the ground, smashing it. At this moment, his head was sore and aching. Every time he drank a little bit too much, this would happen.
Qingluan pushed open the door. She walked in and lifted him. “Do not be anxious, My Lord, Qingluan will get someone to check it out now.” After saying this, she blew a whistle and immediately, a lady in purple came in. “What is the sister’s command?”