321: Chapter 321 This wine has power!

Several months passed in the blink of an eye, and Elder Lan Qin's refining process reached its final stage.

The step of material purification was perfectly crossed. For the subsequent refining process, Elder Lan Qin, being a Venerable Rank Artifact Refiner, naturally encountered no major issues.

Boom!

The aura of a hundred different Laws overflowed, forming a terrifying storm of Laws that attacked the void above the heavens. In just an instant, a massive hole was shattered into the sky.

An exquisite scepter hovered before Elder Lan Qin. The top of the scepter was embedded with a hundred small stones of different colors, emitting a dazzling and blinding halo.

Each color represented a different power of Law, and the released might caused all the Cultivators present to look over in astonishment.

"Is this the high-grade dharma supreme treasure recorded in our clan's history—the Law Scepter?!"

"It can launch a hundred types of Law attacks, and its power is terrifyingly formidable. With this Magic Treasure, our Feather Spirit Clan's strength will likely rise to a new level!"

"It really succeeded! Brother Mo has made a great contribution this time. Mother, you must never go back on what you promised Brother Mo!"

Li Ya, Bing Ji, and the others showed surprised and joyful smiles upon seeing the successful refining of the Magic Treasure.

Matriarch Lin Ruo's eyes also held a hint of joy. "Do you distrust your own mother that much? I naturally won't go back on what I promised. From today onwards, Young Friend Mo is the most honored guest of the Feather Spirit Clan and shall enjoy the treatment of an Elder within the clan."

She hadn't expected that this Magic Treasure would truly be refined. Most importantly, there was still one set of Materials left, which meant the Feather Spirit Clan might very well gain two high-grade dharma supreme treasures at once.

"How is this possible?! This damn human, why must he ruin my Shamo Clan's plans!"

Mo Xingtian's gaze was incredibly sinister, and in his heart, he had already cursed Mo Tianxiao's ancestors back eighteen generations.

The Feather Spirit Clan growing stronger meant the success rate of the Shamo Clan's plans decreased; how could this not make him irritable?

This was a grand scheme the Shamo Clan had laid out tens of thousands of years ago, yet at the most critical moment, a damn human appeared out of nowhere to disrupt their plans!

Humans, humans again!

Last time, the humans of the Xuanhuang World had caused the Shamo Clan to suffer a setback, and they hadn't yet found a chance for revenge. Now, another human Cultivator had come out to disgust them.

Mo Xingtian now hated humans to the core, wishing he could immediately lead his entire clan to invade the human world and slaughter all these tiny, meddlesome humans.

"Thank you, Senior."

Mo Tianxiao had expected this and accepted the Feather Spirit Clan's gift with a clear conscience.

A human Dao Mastering Realm Cultivator suddenly becoming an Elder of an alien race—this feeling made him feel like he was the light of the Human Race.

With one set of Materials remaining, Elder Lan Qin did not immediately ask Mo Tianxiao for assistance to finish the refining in one go. Instead, she put the Materials away and approached Matriarch Lin Ruo and the others.

"Clan Chief, I want to attempt refining the last set of Materials after I truly become a Mid-level Venerable Artifact Refiner. What do you think?"

"That is fine. Communicate more with Young Friend Mo; I believe it won't be long before you can break through your Bottleneck."

Matriarch Lin Ruo naturally had no objections. Being able to refine one Magic Treasure was already an excellent result.

Hearing this, Elder Lan Qin's eyes fell on Mo Tianxiao, her gaze looking at him as if he were some rare treasure, making Mo Tianxiao feel quite uncomfortable.

"Little guy, I'll be counting on your guidance in the future."

Mo Tianxiao's cheek twitched slightly, and he cupped his hands. "My little skill doesn't merit 'guidance'; it's more like I need Elder Lan to point me in the right direction."

"Modest~"

Elder Lan Qin gave Mo Tianxiao a meaningful look, left a sentence, and turned to depart.

"I'll come find you for some 'deep communication' after I've meditated for a few days. You better be prepared~"

After Elder Lan Qin left, many surrounding Feather Spirit Clan Elders came over to greet Mo Tianxiao.

"Young Friend Mo is truly a genius. We owe you much this time; the Feather Spirit Clan will surely remember this kindness."

"Why call him Young Friend Mo? We should call him Elder Mo now!"

"Elder Mo, please advise us in the future. If you need any help, just come find us!"

Facing the suddenly enthusiastic Feather Spirit Clan Elders, Mo Tianxiao could only smile along. "Of course, of course..."

As expected, no matter where one was, strength was the only way to be recognized.

After dealing with the Elders, Mo Tianxiao was pulled away by Li Ya and Bing Ji for a private celebration. Only Mo Xingtian's lonely and desolate back looked exceptionally miserable.

"Damn it, I must send the news back and let Father prepare in advance!"

At the thought of Mo Tianxiao, Mo Xingtian's face turned so dark it looked like it could drip ink. But within the Feather Spirit Clan, there was nothing he could do. He could only leave with a face full of resentment, waiting for good news from his father.

The situation on the other side was completely different.

"Brother Mo! Drink this cup of the Feather Spirit Clan's special spirit wine! I guarantee you'll feel like you're floating in heaven!"

Li Ya's face was flushed red as she pulled on one of Mo Tianxiao's hands, constantly urging him to drink.

She was the happiest that Mo Tianxiao had gained the Feather Spirit Clan's recognition, as it proved there was absolutely nothing wrong with her judgment.

After Mo Tianxiao finished the wine Li Ya handed him, another cup arrived from the other side.

Bing Ji had a faint smile on her lips, her eyes slightly cold as she directly pressed the wine cup to Mo Tianxiao's lips. "Fellow Daoist Mo was in the limelight today; it's worth celebrating!"

"Bing Ji misjudged Fellow Daoist Mo before. I didn't expect that while Fellow Daoist Mo's cultivation is ordinary, your skills are quite significant. Today, the three of us won't stop until we're drunk!"

Bing Ji also seemed to have drunk a bit much. Seeing Li Ya holding Mo Tianxiao's other hand, a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on her flushed face.

Greedy human, I hope you drink yourself to death!

"Cough, cough, cough! This wine has strength! I can't drink any more; it won't be good to get drunk."

Mo Tianxiao felt the charm of the Feather Spirit Clan's spirit wine. His whole body felt scorching hot, as if a raging fire had been lit that he couldn't suppress.

Li Ya, however, didn't care and gulped it down. Her eyes were glazed, and her voice was airy. "No, it's fine! Drinking this wine has benefits, don't be afraid! Here, it doesn't matter if you get drunk. Could there possibly be any danger?"

Li Ya draped one hand over Mo Tianxiao's shoulder while the other held a wine jar, heavily thumping her own chest, causing a series of tremors. This made Mo Tianxiao feel even more that the strength of this wine exceeded his imagination.

Besides his Revered Master's wine, since when could other wines make him hallucinate? Why were there two mountains swaying in front of him?

Thud.

He didn't know what the Feather Spirit Clan's spirit wine was made of, but even a Cultivator at the Perfected Stage of the Palm Dao Realm like him couldn't withstand it. As for Li Ya and Bing Ji, they were even more drunk and unconscious, falling onto Mo Tianxiao and falling into a deep sleep.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Mo Tianxiao only felt his body was incredibly heavy, as if he were experiencing sleep paralysis. His consciousness seemed to have awakened, but his body could not move.

There also seemed to be something icy cold poking his face.

"Hey, little guy, wake up. It's time to get up. You've been sleeping for three days and three nights!"

"Hmm?"

Mo Tianxiao opened his eyes groggily. What greeted his vision was an exquisite face, with a pair of green pupils staring at him with a half-smile.

Elder Lan Qin was leaning over, poking his cheek with her finger.

"Elder Lan?"

Mo Tianxiao tried to get up, only to find something pressing down on him. Looking closely, Li Ya and Bing Ji were each holding one of his arms, half their bodies draped over him, sleeping like pigs.

"Cough, cough! Elder Lan, don't misunderstand! This is just..."

"No need to explain. Young people, I understand~" Elder Lan Qin looked at Mo Tianxiao meaningfully and chuckled while covering her mouth.

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