Chapter 194 Let's go drinking! Sang Zhi Tao watched Qing Yan...
Sang Zhitao looked at Qingyan's back as he contacted the outside world, then glanced at the world fragment beside him, her eyes darkening.
She thought of the previous world, where fragments of the same world existed within a human body, and that person was the original world consciousness of that world.
"Then... are you one too?" Sang Zhitao frowned slightly.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?" Qingyan had just finished the call and turned around to see Sang Zhitao looking at him with a puzzled expression.
Sang Zhitao shook her head before looking around.
Demon Moon Lake is not located in a forest or a place with lush vegetation. On the contrary, it is a desolate place with yellow sand everywhere.
Sang Zhitao subconsciously felt as if she had returned to Earth, to Moon Lake in the desert.
However, the Demon Moon Lake in front of us was even more eerie than the Moon Lake.
Looking at the blood-red lake water and the moon, which was only a hundred feet away on the lake, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but twitch her lips.
"Is this thing the real moon?" Sang Zhitao asked, pointing at the moon.
Qingyan was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Sang Zhitao to not answer his question but instead focus on Yaoyue Lake.
But she didn't say anything, just smiled and shook her head, explaining, "No, that's the moon's shadow."
"It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, when the Lord of the Demon Realm was not yet the Fox Lord, he fell in love with a cultivator from the Cloud Sea Realm. After that cultivator came to the Demon Realm, he often missed his homeland."
"Back then, the Three Realms were not very peaceful, and there were frequent battles between them. She could not return to the Cloud Sea Realm as often as she does now, and she could not even go to the mortal realm."
"So the Demon Realm Lord at that time went to the Cloud Sea Realm, cut off a corner of Cloud Sea Lake, sealed the moon's shadow inside, and brought it to the Demon Realm."
"Later, her lover passed away, so he buried her in Demon Moon Lake and hung the moon above the lake so that it would shine on her every day, hoping that she could see the scenery of her homeland even after she died."
"So there are still people buried at the bottom of this lake?!" Sang Zhitao looked at Qingyan in disbelief.
Qingyan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Who knows? So many years have passed. Anyone would go to the bottom of the lake and find a corpse, right?"
"It's said that cultivators in the demon realm love treasure hunting. Don't they want to come to the burial ground of the realm lord to see if there are any missed magical treasures?" Sang Zhitao asked, somewhat puzzled.
After listening, Qingyan looked at Sang Zhitao, a deep look flashing in her eyes. She paused for a moment before saying, "I'm very curious why you, who grew up in the demon realm, don't know these legends? If I remember correctly, these things are well-known to everyone."
Sang Zhitao was taken aback, her face showing a hint of helplessness. After thinking for a moment, she sighed and said, "There are some things I can't explain right now, but I'll be able to explain them soon. Let's talk about it when we get back to the Cloud Sea Realm."
Seeing this, Qingyan didn't say anything more, after all, Sang Zhitao was the savior personally recognized by Elder Qing.
"When a realm lord dies, his spirit will dissipate into the world and give back to heaven and earth. The reason that cultivator was buried at the bottom of the lake in the legend is because her cultivation level was not high at the time and she could not integrate into heaven and earth."
“That realm lord is no fool. How could he possibly give his lover a grand funeral? Wouldn’t that attract attention and disturb the spirit of the deceased?”
Hearing her explanation, Sang Zhitao said nothing more, and after thinking for a moment, asked, "When can we go back to the Cloud Sea Realm?"
Qingyan did a quick calculation: "About an hour or so. Although the Three Realms are currently at peace and can interact with each other, the figure that has appeared in the Demon Realm in recent years has made everyone somewhat uneasy, so interactions between them have become more stringent in recent years."
She couldn't help but sigh and scratch her head: "I heard three hundred years ago that a new kind of wine came out here, and I was planning to come and try it, but I've been stuck here ever since and they won't let me come."
"Can we go out?" Sang Zhitao asked with some concern.
Qingyan waved his hand: "It should be fine. I had Qinglan find a few disciples with slightly lower cultivation levels, so they won't be so wary."
Sang Zhitao was finally relieved.
The two enjoyed a delicious meal of tentacles by the Demon Moon Lake before the arrival of the people from the Cloud Sea Realm.
"Uncle Tao Tao, Uncle Qing Yan~" A handsome young man flew over from afar with a smile.
"You're Lan Gan's disciple? What are you doing here?" Qing Yan seemed somewhat incredulous upon seeing the newcomer.
When the other person came in front of him, he pulled him around and looked him over carefully several times before patting him on the back and exclaiming, "You brat, I haven't seen you for five hundred years! You've been hiding in the demon realm all this time!"
Lan Gan scratched his head, looking embarrassed: "I came here with my sister to visit relatives, but then I found out that business was good here, so I decided to do business here. Anyway, my path is the path of commerce, and it's more suitable here than in the Cloud Sea Realm."
Seeing this, Qingyan smiled and nodded: "That's right, you've already touched the edge of the fourth realm. It seems you'll be able to cross the fourth realm soon. You were the last of your fellow disciples to step into the fourth realm."
Lan Gan couldn't help but nod and sigh, "Yes, I chose the path of commerce back then because my ancestors were merchants and I was quite interested in it. But I never expected that because of the way of cultivation in our Cloud Sea Realm, I would have no place to use my skills."
"Why not go to the mortal realm to cultivate? Wouldn't it be more suitable to cultivate the way of business there?" Sang Zhitao asked curiously.
Langan looked at Sang Zhitao with the same doting feeling as looking at his own younger sister: "Replying to Martial Aunt Taotao, our Cloud Sea Realm and the Demon Realm are ultimately cultivation realms. Cultivation realms cannot easily go to the mortal realm. Our power is too great, and it is too dangerous for them."
Hearing him say that, Sang Zhitao stopped dwelling on the question and instead asked curiously, "How did you know I was Taotao?"
Lan Gan couldn't help but laugh out loud a few times: "I just received a message from my junior nephew, asking me to send you to the entrance of the Three Realms, so that you won't be bullied in the Demon Realm."
Sang Zhitao pointed at herself and then at Qingyan in surprise: "With our abilities, how could we be bullied?"
“We are not afraid of cultivation level, but we are afraid of these people who are scheming. You and Uncle Qingyan are kind-hearted and are most easily bullied by evil people.”
Lan Gan briefly recounted a few examples of kind people being deceived by wicked people before saying to Qing Yan, "Uncle-Master, shall we set off now?"
Qingyan stroked his chin and thought for a moment: "How about you take me to the place that sells Qingyu wine first? I've been waiting for this place for three hundred years."
Lan Gan suddenly realized and clapped his hands and laughed: "I knew my uncle loved wine. Don't worry, all the taverns here are my assets."
As he spoke, Bu Qingyan's face lit up with joy. He continued, "Don't worry, Uncle-Master, I've already stored several vats of all kinds of wine for you. That's enough for you to drink to your heart's content."
"Then let's go quickly!" Qingyan couldn't contain himself after hearing this and pulled Sang Zhitao onto the flying boat brought by Langan.
The three of them flew directly out of Demon Moon Lake. Sang Zhitao subconsciously turned her head to look behind her and saw that the moon over Demon Moon Lake seemed to be swaying.
A faint, almost imperceptible glow emanated from the bottom of Demon Moon Lake.
"Huh?" Sang Zhitao rubbed her eyes in surprise, but the light disappeared in an instant, as if she had seen wrong.
"What's wrong?" Qingyan looked at her with a puzzled expression when he heard her soft exclamation.
Sang Zhitao touched the two jade pendants at her waist and shook her head.
The green jade pendant had been trying to drag the world fragment into her chest so that she could absorb it.
However, Sang Zhitao refused, simply because she did not want to leave the transaction portal to the demon realm.
Even so, the fragments of the world couldn't resist the urge to merge with her, constantly trying to burrow into her body.
Having no other choice, Sang Zhitao used the green jade pendant to suppress it and forcibly stuffed it into her waistband.
The group flew all the way to the headquarters of the Langgan Trading Company.
"Uncles, let's settle down here first, firstly to have something to eat and rest, and secondly to get some wine for Uncle Qingyan."
Qingyan nodded in agreement with a delighted expression, and Sang Zhitao, seeing this, had no objection and nodded in agreement as well.
Qingyan couldn't contain herself any longer. As soon as she stepped off the flying boat, she grabbed a servant and had him lead her into the wine cellar, where she drank to her heart's content.
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but roll her eyes behind her back before saying to Lan Gan, "Junior niece, just prepare some food for me. I'm going to take a nap."
"Don't worry, Uncle-Master, when you wake up, we'll definitely prepare all the special delicacies of the demon realm for you," Lan Gan said, patting his chest as he saw her yawning repeatedly.
When Sang Zhitao woke up and ate, she realized that Qingyan still hadn't returned, and Lan Gan was nowhere to be found.
She stopped a passing servant and asked directly, "Where is the young lady who came with me?"
The servant was taken aback at first, then respectfully replied, "Please follow me, sir."
He led the way, and Sang Zhitao followed behind. After a few twists and turns, they soon arrived at a wine cellar.
Even before she got close to the wine cellar, a rich aroma of wine wafted over her. As she got closer, the aroma became so strong that it made her feel as if she had drunk several kilograms of wine. She couldn't help but blush and feel dizzy.
"Are you alright?" The servant was startled by her hand on her forehead and her swaying motion, and quickly reached out to support her.
"Could you please go in and call the person out for me?" Sang Zhitao smelled the strong smell of alcohol and, sensing her own condition, knew that she was drunk from the alcohol. She sighed and said to the servant.
The servant smiled awkwardly and waved his hands repeatedly: "Sir, I can't go in. The wine there is extremely strong. If I get any closer, I'll get drunk to death."
As he spoke, the servant pointed to a token at his waist: "I am now a little more clear-headed than you, but that's only because I haven't touched the formation yet, and I have the protection of this magic token."
"May I borrow that magic tablet?" Sang Zhitao took a few steps back, cleared her mind, and then asked the servant.
The servant shook his head and explained, "It's not that we don't want to lend them to you, sir, it's just that it's the rules of the business. These talismans are all bound by blood contracts, one talisman per person, and cannot be used by others."
Sang Zhitao frowned again, looked at the formation five steps away, thought for a moment, and then called out a few times into it, but no one answered.
Seeing this, the servant quickly said, "Sir, you may not know this, but in order to attract customers, the wine cellar array is designed to allow the aroma to travel outwards. In order to prevent the wine cellar from being stolen or to prevent the winemakers from being disturbed, sound cannot travel in from outside the array."
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, and then pushed the servant away, saying, "Never mind, I'll go in and find someone."
She staggered into the wine cellar, and an indescribable aroma wafted towards her, making her sneeze.
"Who is it...?" came Qingyan's languid voice from inside.
"Tao Tao, I need you to come out." Sang Zhi Tao leaned against the wall, not daring to go any further, but she already felt that the scenery in front of her was blurry and her mind was very dull, and she could only barely squeeze out a few words.
Qingyan seemed not to hear it. After a long while, a rustling sound came, followed by a more obvious stumbling sound, and then the sound of feet scraping the ground.
After a long time, just as Sang Zhitao was leaning against the wall and couldn't help but slide down, Qingyan finally came out.
She first let out a burp, then looked at Sang Zhitao teasingly: "Silly child, this is full of high-concentration spirit wine. How dare you, someone who has never drunk alcohol, wander in recklessly?"
Sang Zhitao stared at her with hazy eyes for a while before slowly falling asleep.
Qingyan couldn't help but burst into laughter, clutching his stomach, before picking up Sang Zhitao and taking her back to her room.
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