After transmigrating, I cultivated immortality by smelling the scent.

Chapter 234 An Accident Encounters on the Way Back to the Sect

After the competition, Liu Yilong used the fact that Liu Rumei's alchemy furnace had a problem and the previous assassination of an elder to thoroughly settle scores with some people in the alliance.

Most of these people opposed Liu Yilong and instead supported Zhu Yunlei.

When Zhu Yunlei learned that his side had suffered heavy losses, he flew into a rage.

At this moment, he no longer had any desire to compete for the position of president.

"Ye Xiaobai, you actually ruined my plans! You're dead this time."

Enraged, Zhu Yunlei slammed his hand on the table next to him, shattering it.

Liu Dansheng quickly stepped forward to comfort him, saying, "Master, don't be angry. We'll have another chance in the future."

"I understand, but this Ye Xiaobai must die!"

"Tell Lao Zhang, I want to eat fish!"

"Understood!"

……

Ye Xiaobai gained a lot from this trip, not only obtaining the Cangwu alchemy method, but also acquiring a large amount of materials for refining his natal magic weapon.

Half a day later, Ye Xiaobai flew a long distance on his sword and prepared to rest when he suddenly smelled a refreshing aroma of wine wafting from afar.

"This place is nice; there's even a restaurant here!"

Ye Xiaobai immediately went to the source of the wine aroma.

Upon arriving at the source of the wine's aroma, Ye Xiaobai was immediately disappointed.

It turned out there was no tavern here; it was just a monk drinking in a pavilion.

Just as Ye Xiaobai was about to turn away, adhering to the principle of "better to avoid trouble than to get involved."

The middle-aged cultivator drinking in the pavilion said drunkenly, "Fellow Daoist, this is top-quality peach blossom wine. It's a rare opportunity. Won't you try some?"

"Thank you, fellow Daoist. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't disturb your enjoyment any longer!" Ye Xiaobai said, preparing to leave.

With a "whoosh!" sound, the middle-aged cultivator appeared directly next to Ye Xiaobai, smiling broadly as he handed him a full cup of wine, saying, "This is eight hundred years old peach blossom wine, aren't you going to drink it?"

"Then I'll try it!" Ye Xiaobai said, reaching for the wine glass.

Seeing Ye Xiaobai reach for the wine cup, the middle-aged cultivator quickly stepped back and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Ah~, what fine wine!"

Ye Xiaobai was immediately extremely embarrassed. However, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him.

A drunkard? Peach blossom wine?

The person before me is the one who murdered Elder Duan Ming of the Alchemist Alliance.

"Are you Zhang Yunqing, the drunkard?" Ye Xiaobai asked directly.

"Not an alcoholic, but a drunkard! Do you know me?" Zhang Yunqing quickly corrected Ye Xiaobai's statement.

"You killed Elder Duan Ming of the Alchemist Alliance?"

"It's just a task. As the saying goes, 'He who takes money must do the work.'" With that, he downed his drink in one gulp.

"Is that drunkard Zhang also on a mission this time?"

"He's a wine enthusiast, not an alcoholic!" Zhang Yunqing explained impatiently.

He then added, "This is also a mission, of course!"

"No wonder he's a drunkard. He drinks before killing someone. Isn't he afraid of messing things up?" Ye Xiaobai couldn't help but complain.

"I already said he's a wine fanatic, not an alcoholic! This guy is really annoying!" Zhang Yunqing said angrily, throwing the empty wine glass in her hand at Ye Xiaobai's face with her spiritual power!

Then he took out the exact same wine glass and continued drinking.

Ye Xiaobai nimbly turned around and easily dodged it.

"Alright, Zhang the Drunkard, enough with the nonsense. How's it going? Had enough drinking? Time to get down to business?"

Ye Xiaobai knew that facing a late-stage Core Formation cultivator would be a tough battle.

"Very well, I was originally planning to let you live a little longer, but since you're in such a hurry to be reincarnated, then I'll grant your wish!"

After saying that, he first collected the unfinished wine from the seat, and then took out a flying sword from somewhere. With a simple sword-drawing motion, a powerful sword aura flew towards Ye Xiaobai.

Ye Xiaobai dared not be careless and quickly took out his magic weapon to resist with all his might.

After their first exchange, Ye Xiaobai clearly felt the strength of his opponent.

At the same time, he is better than me in understanding sword intent.

Ye Xiaobai's understanding of sword intent has reached a high level. However, it is only the initial stage of sword and saber intent—killing intent.

Ye Xiaobai had encountered relatively few higher-level sword intents before, but now he had finally come across one.

"Drunkard Zhang, you've got some skills. Try my sword and see if it's sharp enough!" Facing a powerful opponent, Ye Xiaobai showed no fear. Instead, he felt a surge of excitement, and his hand controlling the flying sword trembled slightly.

"Hahaha! Ye Xiaobai, how many times have I told you he's a drunkard, not a drunkard! You never listen to what others say!"

"In that case, they deserve to die!"

After saying that, Zhang Yunqing stopped holding back and unleashed his signature move—the Obsessive Sword, Drunken Farewell!

"The first move: Drunk, I pick up my sword and examine it by lamplight..."

The gourd in Zhang Yunqing's hand suddenly exploded, and countless drops of wine floated in the air, each drop reflecting the moonlight, like thousands of stars.

With a flick of his fingers, as if drawing a sword, he sent the wine droplets flying towards Ye Xiaobai.

Seeing such magnificent sword intent, Ye Xiaobai was immediately stunned.

It wasn't until his keen sense of smell detected the rich aroma of wine that Ye Xiaobai quickly came to his senses and immediately unleashed his strongest move to counter it.

"Azure Dragon Embraces the Moon!"

The crimson dragon, carrying immense sword intent, immediately collided with the sword energy transformed from the wine droplets.

With a "whoosh!", both the sword energy and the giant dragon disappeared, but Zhang Yunqing's sword energy was more powerful.

The residual shockwave struck Ye Xiaobai directly in the chest.

Ye Xiaobai was immediately knocked back more than ten meters before he could barely regain his balance.

"puff!"

Before the spiritual energy within his body had fully subsided, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Ye Xiaobai quickly took out the healing medicine, swallowed it, and began to slowly circulate his internal energy to refine it.

Seeing his opponent cough up blood with a single move, Zhang Yunqing suddenly felt a bit bored. He took out his wine again and started drinking.

"Ye Xiaobai, you may have some skill in alchemy, but when it comes to fighting, you're still far from being a match!"

Zhang Yunqing couldn't help but complain as he drank.

"Zhang Yunqing, your strength is indeed impressive. What kind of sword technique is that?"

Ye Xiaobai tried to distract himself by talking, while simultaneously circulating his internal energy to heal his injuries, hoping to find a way out.

"Hmph, in the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks are futile!"

Zhang Yunqing snorted coldly.

"However, since I'm a kind-hearted person, I'll satisfy your curiosity before you die."

"My sword technique is called 'Obsessed Sword, Drunken Farewell,' would you like to learn it?" Zhang Yunqing asked with a mocking expression.

"I..." Ye Xiaobai had just uttered the word "I" when he thought of continuing to stall for time.

However, Zhang Yunqing, the drunkard, was no ordinary assassin, and naturally wouldn't give Ye Xiaobai a chance.

"Maybe in your next life! Go to hell!"

Zhang Yunqing shouted loudly.

Then, Zhang Yunqing unleashed another deadly move.

"The second move, 'In a dream, one is unaware that one is a guest...'"

Zhang Yunqing's figure suddenly became ethereal, like a dream, as if merging into the moonlight. The sword energy fell, leaving behind a series of afterimages.

Ye Xiaobai knew he was in trouble. He could only use all his skills to fight back desperately.

This time, there was no chance to improve his sword intent in battle.

At this moment, Ye Xiaobai had only one thought: to escape as quickly as possible.

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

How can we escape now? We can't win a fight!