33: Chapter 33 What White Orchid Spirit Wine? This is Enlightenment Spirit Wine.

Market.

Zhao Mo inquired about the purchase price of white orchid fruit; it was basically maintained at one hundred purple gold coins, as stable as if it were being manipulated by someone.

As for enlightenment grass, there were very few people in the entire market who had even heard of it.

Thinking about it, that made sense. Most people who came to this market were at the Qi Refining Stage. Occasionally, one might run into a few Foundation Establishment Cultivators, so it would be strange if they knew about enlightenment grass.

As for old wine yeast, many people were selling it, so Zhao Mo bought it easily.

Xuan Spirit Hall.

This was the largest place for selling Spirit Medicine and Spiritual Plant in the Xuan Sect. People were coming and going inside. Zhao Mo, wearing his straw hat and with his pant legs rolled up—his usual attire from the spirit fields—looked completely out of place here.

enlightenment grass, price: one thousand two hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones.

Looking at the price, the corner of Zhao Mo's eye twitched.

The gou system has misled me. enlightenment grass costing one thousand two hundred High-Grade Spirit Stones is equivalent to one hundred and twenty thousand Medium Grade Spirit Stones. How can this be spirit wine after brewing? Damn it, this is spirit pulp, pulp ground from Spirit Stones.

Zhao Mo returned to Wang Town, cursing under his breath.

He couldn't look in Xuan Spirit Hall anymore; his heart couldn't take it.

"Senior Brother Zhao."

"Here you go."

Zhao Mo looked at the roots in Ding Xin's hand, which surprisingly had an aura similar to enlightenment grass.

"What is this?"

"The roots of the enlightenment grass."

"Is it useful?"

Ding Xin looked at Zhao Mo with hope.

"Of course it's useful."

"Did your sister give you this too?"

Ding Xin nodded.

"You really have a good sister."

"Of course, and I also have a good brother like you."

"Wait for me; I'll treat you to a drink when the time comes."

Zhao Mo took the enlightenment grass roots and went up to the second floor of Leisurely Residence.

The enlightenment grass root Ding Xin gave him was over thirty centimeters long, and the roots had been cleaned very thoroughly, which saved Zhao Mo time.

After carefully grinding the enlightenment grass roots into powder, Zhao Mo took out some hybrid spirit rice and ground it into powder as well.

Then came the fermentation.

During the time the wine yeast was fermenting, Zhao Mo washed and crushed all two thousand catties of white orchid fruit.

Finally, after the wine yeast was fermented, he crumbled it and sprinkled it over the white orchid fruit, mixing it evenly.

For over ten consecutive days, Zhao Mo stayed in his room.

"Finally done."

With two thousand catties of white orchid fruit, Zhao Mo felt that brewing wine was much more tiring than farming spirit plants.

"Oh no, the temperature isn't high enough."

It was now early winter. According to the requirements of the Level 1 spirit wine brewing technique, the fermentation temperature for spirit wine generally needs to be between eighteen and twenty-five degrees.

The current temperature definitely wouldn't meet the fermentation requirements.

For this reason, Zhao Mo had to hire someone to install a Pure Yang Array. The Spirit Stones from selling the white orchid fruit hadn't even warmed up in his pocket before they were all used up.

What remained was the twenty-one days of fermentation time.

"Taste this."

Zhao Mo looked at Ding Xin with a smile.

"Wine?"

"So?"

"You were looking for enlightenment grass to brew wine?"

Ding Xin was stunned. He had thought Zhao Mo was cultivating some new spirit plants, just like the hybrid spirit rice and the mutated white orchid fruit; he never expected that Zhao Mo would actually use enlightenment grass to brew wine.

"My god, it's a good thing I couldn't afford the enlightenment grass; otherwise, if you had really used it to brew wine, wouldn't I have lost everything?"

Zhao Mo retorted, "Why are you talking so much?"

"Are you going to drink it or not?"

"Drink, why wouldn't I? I'm the one who found the enlightenment grass roots."

Ding Xin picked up a bowl of wine and gulped it down.

"Hmm?"

"This?"

After drinking the wine, Ding Xin seemed to be frozen in place, and a strange aura appeared around his body.

"Is he about to have a Breakthrough?"

"Does it have to be this exaggerated?"

Zhao Mo didn't dare to make a sound, just waiting for Ding Xin like that.

This wait lasted for a day and a half.

"Foundation Establishment, Level 1, Middle Stage."

"Senior Brother Zhao, what exactly is this wine?"

Zhao Mo was currently tasting the spirit wine he had brewed.

How should he put it? It was a pure fruit wine taste with a faint fruity fragrance.

He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that there were traces of the Five Elements in the wine.

The decisiveness of Metal, the vitality of Wood, the gentleness of Water, the intensity of Fire, and the heaviness of Earth.

It made him more intoxicated the more he drank.

"Wow, Senior Brother Zhao, you aren't drunk, are you?"

Zhao Mo: "Nonsense, I am contemplating the Five Elements in this wine. Let me contemplate a bit more."

Ding Xin: "What Five Elements? There is clearly only the Dao of Water in here, and it's very clear. Otherwise, how would I have had a Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Level 1?"

"Slurp."

Taking another small sip of the spirit wine, Ding Xin also learned from Zhao Mo and began to close his eyes and taste it.

"I'm sure of it; it is indeed the Dao of Water."

Zhao Mo blushed, and a flash of inspiration struck his mind,

"Do you think it could be that everyone's cultivation direction is different, so they can perceive their own Dao from the spirit wine?"

Ding Xin's eyes lit up, "That might be it. If so, is Senior Brother Zhao going to get rich again?"

"Getting rich will have a share for you too, after all, these enlightenment grass roots are yours."

He didn't know if it was because Ding Xin had drunk the wine, but at this moment, Zhao Mo felt that his features looked much more tender.

Slap.

This was Zhao Mo slapping himself.

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you really drunk? Why are you hitting yourself?"

Zhao Mo smiled bitterly: "I suppose I haven't found a Dao Companion in too long; just now, I actually felt my heart flutter when looking at Junior Brother Ding."

"I'm such a piece of trash; I even want to sleep with my own brother."

Ding Xin blushed, "It's not impossible if you want to."

Hearing this, Zhao Mo jumped three feet away.

"Holy crap, are you a pervert?"

"I really treat you like a brother, yet you want to sleep with me?"

"Let me tell you, stay away from me in the future, or else this Iron Shovel of mine won't recognize anyone."

Zhao Mo left a harsh threat and fled in a panic.

"Hahahaha."

Ding Xin's unbridled laughter came from the room, making Zhao Mo even more flustered.

"Damn it, I've been played."

...

Liu Clan Wine House.

Zhao Mo looked helplessly at the plaque. The Liu Clan direct lineage controlled the trade of spirit wine, spirit rice, and Spirit Pill in the Xuan Sect. Especially with spirit wine, besides the Liu Clan, no one else dared to do this business.

In the Xuan Sect, any brewed spirit wine had to be sold to the wine houses controlled by the Liu Clan, just like when Zhao Mo used to sell spirit rice; only the Liu Clan had the authority to buy and sell.

"Selling spirit wine?"

Zhao Mo entered the wine house wearing his signature straw hat.

"Yes, selling spirit wine."

Ever since he clashed with Liu Daqiang and Immortal Master Xinzhi, Zhao Mo had absolutely no good feelings left for the Liu Clan direct lineage, so his tone was inevitably a bit stiff.

"What kind of spirit wine?"

Zhao Mo didn't waste words and directly took out the spirit wine he had brewed.

From two thousand white orchid fruit, he had brewed a total of one thousand eight hundred catties of spirit wine. This time, he planned to sell one thousand five hundred catties, intending to keep the remaining three hundred catties for himself.

The wine taster didn't waste words either, pouring a small cup and downing it without a care.

Then, his eyes widened, as if he had tasted something incredible.

Pouring another cup and tasting it carefully, he then said solemnly: "How do you want to sell it? How many catties do you have?"

Zhao Mo held up one finger,

"One Medium Grade Spirit Stone per catty; I have one thousand five hundred catties here."

"Impossible. You want to sell white orchid spirit wine made from white orchid fruit for one Medium Grade Spirit Stone? You might as well go rob someone." The wine taster at Liu Clan Wine House refused Zhao Mo without a second thought.

Zhao Mo said: "What white orchid spirit wine? This is enlightenment spirit wine?"

"Don't tell me you didn't feel it?"