Chapter 164 Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze (CP: Ye Dingzhi 13)

Even though she was prepared, Li Yimei still choked, "This is strong liquor."

Wen Hujiu glanced at Li Yimei, who was coughing from the choking, and said, "Haha, is this Yimei's first time drinking this kind of wine?"

"Doctors like you generally prefer medicinal wine, while women usually prefer light and sweet wine. This sword wine is strong and has a good taste, but it may not be to your liking."

“Indeed, but it’s a novel experience.” Li Yimei took another sip, and having had the previous experience, she wouldn’t choke again.

Watching the uncle and nephew drinking from the wine jug, Li Yimei said, "I always felt that Dongjun's love of drinking came from Uncle Wen."

“Nephew Xiao’s uncle,” Wen Hujiu replied with a hearty laugh, clearly pleased with Li Yimei’s words.

Passing through the mist-shrouded outer perimeter, Li Yimei and her companions arrived deep within the Sword Forest.

There are two major sword-making sects in the martial arts world: Sword Heart Tomb and Famous Sword Manor.

This time, the Sword Forest competition is hosted by the Famous Sword Manor.

Swords are divided into four grades. The first grade is Gaoshan, which is awe-inspiring and unattainable by ordinary swords.

The second-grade sword, Canghai, is the source of all rivers flowing into the sea, boundless and limitless. It is a sword that can only be obtained by forging a hundred high mountains.

The third rank, Cloud Heaven, resides above the vast ocean, soaring through the nine heavens, looking down upon all things; it is an existence chosen from among ten thousand.

The fourth-grade immortal palace, hidden in the immortal palace above the nine heavens, contains the true sword from beyond the heavens, which is also the target of Li Yimei and her group this time.

"If you're going to take the Immortal Palace Sword, take the best one. I'll have to trouble Brother Yun and Sister Mei." Baili Dongjun took a sip of wine, chuckled, and said without any politeness.

Ye Dingzhi nodded with a faint smile, "Okay."

"Don't you plan to try it yourself?" Li Yimei raised an eyebrow, encouraging her with a playful smile.

"Sister Mei, you know I'm only good at the 'Three Flying Swallows' technique; they're competing in swordsmanship." Baili Dongjun took a step back, politely declining; he was self-aware.

A young man in a blue robe walked over and said, "Young brother, it's best to get this sword yourself."

Wenhu asked, "Who are you?"

The young man, arms crossed, introduced himself: "Wangcheng Mountain—Wang Yihang."

Wen Hujiu realized the visitor's identity: "A disciple of Lü Suzhen."

Li Yimei retorted, "Are you here to retrieve your own sword?"

Wang Yihang paused, then gave an awkward smile. "I've come to retrieve my junior brother's sword, but there's a reason for it. My junior brother is too young and can't leave the mountain."

"Dongjun has his reasons. He has never been interested in martial arts or swordsmanship since he was a child. Now that he finally wants to seriously practice martial arts, what's wrong with us older brothers and sisters helping him get a sword?"

Li Yimei looked up at Wang Yihang, her eyes seemingly able to speak, playful and lively.

"This..." Wang Yihang was speechless.

"Sister Mei is just like a child, she's just teasing you."

Seeing Wang Yihang's embarrassed and conflicted look, Ye Dingzhi spoke up to help him out, which was also because Wang Yihang showed goodwill.

"Who are you calling childish!"

Li Yimei elbowed Ye Dingzhi; if it weren't for the need to save face in public, she would have grabbed his ear!

“I think Dingzhi is right,” Wenhujiu retorted. “He was like a little adult when he was young, but he turned out to be quite quirky and mischievous as he grew up. It’s quite contradictory.”

Li Yimei, hands on her hips, retorted, "Like father, like son!"

"Uncle Li does sometimes tease others."

Ye Dingzhi, who had traveled with them for several years, was well-qualified to speak on this point, as he had also been one of the people who were teased.