Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1622
Chapter 1622: Chapter 1604: Drunken Immortal Brew, Even the Immortals Will Get Drunk_1 Chapter 1622: Chapter 1604: Drunken Immortal Brew, Even the Immortals Will Get Drunk_1 “Ah ah.”
With a resigned smile, Lin Qingluo ordered her men to carry the three little ones back and settled them in The Orb, letting them sleep peacefully on the lotus leaves.
Unabashed, Tianshui continued to drink unhindered, finding the sea bowl unsatisfying. He took matters into his own hands by opening the wine jar, drinking one after another.
By the end, most of the people in the arena had gotten drunk. They were zigzagging around, totally unconscious.
Only Tianshui and Ji Shuxuan remained.
Ji Shuxuan looked at the cute, pudgy little baby and felt a headache.
With his late Tribulation Stage power, he could tell Tianshui's origins at a glance.
Competing with a water spirit in a drinking competition,
wasn't he asking for torture?
However, he didn't want to give up the prize of a thousand jars of spiritual wine. What could he do?
“Baby, be good. Let Grandpa win the competition and Grandpa will give you treasure.”
After some serious thought, he gave a wry smile and thick-skinnedly tempted the adorable little one.
“Little Shui'er likes very big, very big, shiny treasures.”
Upon hearing the word 'treasure', Tianshui's eyes lit up. With his big, round eyes, he began to negotiate terms with Ji Shuxuan.
Very big, very big, how big exactly?
Ji Shuxuan felt a cold sweat drip down the back of his head. He regretted for a moment messing with this seemingly harmless little fellow.
As the competition was about to end, all attention was on the two of them.
Feeling the burning gazes of countless onlookers, Sect Master Ji was too embarrassed to back out and could only silently shed tears. He took out a face-sized Sun Crystal, flamboyantly engulfed in refracted colorful light, from his Storage Ring that set off a series of gasps.
“Hehe.”
Little Shui'er held the shiny treasure and drooled, giving up the rest of the competition.
Ji Shuxuan felt the sting of his loss for all of three seconds before Lin Qingluo's crisp and pleasant laugh came, easing his sorrow.
“Sect Master Ji, the spiritual wine made in my winery is worth at least as much as the Sun Crystal for a thousand jars.”
Before she could finish, three little servants carrying three jars of different kinds of spiritual wine walked into the arena.
In a green dress, Lin Qingluo floated in. She pulled out a wine glass made of Mystic Ice Chalcedony, clear as water, from her Storage Ring in the presence of all.
The little servant opened the first jar of fine wine and poured a third of the Sake into the glass.
Lin Qingluo gently swirled the wine glass. The wine was pure and clear, without any impurities.
The servant then opened the second jar and poured another third of Fruit Wine into it.
The two wines mixed, presenting a gradient of yellow and blue.
A murmur arose around the audience. The onlookers were amazed by the beautiful colours.
Lin Qingluo smiled lightly, signaling for the servant to continue pouring the wine.
The servant opened the third jar and added the final third of Hundred-Flower Brew.
The three wines mixed together, forming five colors–yellow, orange, blue, green, and purple–right in front of everyone's eyes, who were all in utter disbelief.
The magical colors appeared even more dazzling under the transparent wine glass, stunningly beautiful.
The area around the stage fell silent for a moment. The onlookers were stunned by the magical scene, their eyes almost popped out.
Ji Shuxuan swallowed his saliva, pushing back the urge to have a taste.
“This drink, I call it Drunken Immortal Brew. Even immortals will get drunk after drinking it.”
Lin Qingluo announced loudly, holding up the glass and downing it in one gulp in front of everyone.
Her graceful and satisfied movements incited waves of emotions in the audience.
“Immortal Lin, how many spirit stones for a jar of your wine? I'll take all of them.”
A manager of a shop suddenly charged into the field, unable to string together a coherent sentence due to his excitement.
Chapter end
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