On the snow-capped peaks.
An ancient complex of buildings, scattered in a well-organized manner in various corners.
Amidst the snow-covered landscape, it resembles a celestial palace, solemn and elegant.
Inside the main hall.
The place is bustling with activity right now, and the huge red "longevity" character that greets you at the entrance is very eye-catching.
Amidst the clinking of glasses and the joyous atmosphere, four elderly men sat at the head table, each exuding an imposing aura.
Especially the white-haired old man in the main seat, with his cold and stern face, exuded a terrifying and mysterious aura, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth.
This person is none other than the protagonist of today's birthday banquet, the Ghostly Taoist Zhuge Qingyun.
He was about to raise his glass and drink with the three elders from other sects who were at the same table to offer their birthday wishes.
Suddenly hearing shouts coming from down the mountain, his face turned cold.
"Yan Zhongqiao, what's going on?"
Upon hearing the question posed by the Supreme Elder, the hundreds of guests in the room immediately fell silent.
All eyes turned to a middle-aged man.
The man was about 60 years old and had rather handsome features, but a black mole on his left cheek made him look somewhat sleazy.
Upon hearing the question from the ancestor, the man was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground.
Even on a freezing cold day, sweat still kept pouring out of his forehead.
"Ancestor, this person is probably here to cause trouble for me. I originally wanted to buy a few bottles of Kunlun Immortal Wine as a birthday gift for you."
"But after I explained the situation, the company manager ignored me. Helpless, I went with Elder Mo to try to buy it from the company's CEO's mother."
"Who knew that Elder Mo would leave first, and when I arrived, I could no longer contact him and didn't know what had happened to him."
"This disciple was concerned about the Ancestor's birthday banquet and dared not miss it, so I had to rush back."
The man glanced guiltily at the old man as he spoke, then lowered his head and continued:
"I felt a little embarrassed about it, so I didn't say much about it when I got back."
"I never expected them to actually come to our door. They really don't take our Yuhun Sect seriously."
"Please, Ancestor, let your disciple go down the mountain. Even if he beats me to death, we cannot let him be so arrogant."
As Yan Zhongqiao spoke, his face became filled with righteous indignation, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.
"You mean, Elder Mo has disappeared?"
Ghost Taoist's face turned ugly, and his eyes became dangerous.
"Yes, when I arrived at the agreed place, I didn't see Elder Mo at all. I heard that the person's parents were surrounded by many powerful guards. Elder Mo is probably..."
Yan Zhongqiao looked completely innocent.
He would never admit that he was going to kidnap someone.
He certainly wouldn't say that he was late because he met a sexy woman on the way and chatted with her, causing him to be a few minutes late.
Because of this delay, when they arrived at the scene, they only saw a few guards lying on the ground.
He thought Elder Mo had succeeded, but when he tried to call, he couldn't get through at all.
Only then did he realize the seriousness of the situation; Elder Mo was very likely in trouble.
Realizing he might have been exposed, he immediately returned to the Soul Control Sect with caution.
But these things are obviously impossible to say outright.
Although there were many suspicious points and loopholes in his statement, no one pointed them out.
An elderly man in a green robe with a cold expression reprimanded him with displeasure:
"This mere Kunlun Immortal Wine, though capable of healing and saving lives, is of little use to us cultivators. Is it really worth it for us disciples of the Soul Control Sect to swallow our pride and beg for it?"
"Now, even Elder Mo has disappeared. It's truly shameful."
He could guess, of course, that they weren't actually trying to buy it, but rather intended to use other means.
However, the process is not important to the Yuhun Sect as long as the goal is achieved.
"Master's reprimand is correct. However, there are rumors that Kunlun Immortal Wine also has a great effect on cultivators. It can not only improve cultivation level, but also help them break through bottlenecks."
"That's why I thought of asking for a few bottles, to see if I could help the Ancestor advance further."
Yan Zhongqiao looked sincere, and after speaking, he looked at the Ghost Taoist with admiration.
Upon hearing his words, everyone in the room was agitated.
Even the seemingly indifferent and serene Ghost Daoist began to breathe rapidly.
"What? It can even help you break through to a higher realm? Is that true?"
"I've only heard about it vaguely, and I can't verify whether it's true or not, but it's very likely."
This caused a stir among everyone. If the only thing that could be done was to treat illnesses and save lives, even cancer, it wouldn't be of much use to them.
Because cultivators' physiques are already different from ordinary people, they basically don't get sick.
Therefore, the effects of Kunlun Immortal Wine have little effect on them.
However, if it can improve one's cultivation level, or even help one break through to a higher realm.
That would be terrifying; calling it a magic pill wouldn't be an exaggeration.
For cultivators, what is most important? It is undoubtedly strength!
But this is also the hardest to achieve. Many people get stuck at a certain level and make no progress for decades; that's commonplace.
If Kunlun Immortal Wine is truly so magical, wouldn't having it make cultivation a smooth and unobstructed journey?
The Ghost Taoist's agitated mood had now calmed down.
In front of other sects who were offering birthday greetings, it was naturally inappropriate to ask Elder Mo about his affairs.
That would be rather embarrassing, so he asked another question.
"You mean, he knew it was for me as a congratulatory gift, but still refused to sell it?"
"Yes, Ancestor, that man's words were full of disdain, saying that the birthday celebration of the Soul Control Sect's ancestor had nothing to do with him."
"If I wasn't afraid of causing trouble for the sect, I would have killed him on the spot."
The man was furious and hurriedly started making things up, but in fact he had never even been to the Kunlun Immortal Brew Company.
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