302: Fall asleep immediately

Subsequently, Wu Ning and Night Solitary Chill returned to the ancient boat to continue fishing.

The Scruffy Old Man also followed, while Xiao Xiao and the other Academy Disciples continued to slay sea beasts.

"Oh, this wine is good!"

The Scruffy Old Man twitched his nose and immediately fixed his gaze on the wine jar beside Wu Ning.

Wu Ning glanced at the wine gourd hanging from his waist and chuckled, "It seems Senior is also a connoisseur of wine."

As he spoke, he took out another jar of wine and handed it to him, "Would Senior like to try it?"

The Scruffy Old Man took the wine jar, opened it directly, and tilted his head back to pour it into his mouth. A gurgling sound came from his throat, like an ox drinking water, but not a single drop was spilled.

An entire jar of wine, weighing several hundred catties, was drunk in one go by him in just a moment.

Night Solitary Chill's eyelids twitched as he watched. For such fine wine, he would savor it sip by sip; how could one drink it like a whale or an ox!

However, he was trying his best to lower his presence and dared not say anything more.

After learning that this unassuming old man was actually a Heavenly Monarch, he was completely stunned.

He felt a surge of lingering fear in his heart for daring to scold a Heavenly Monarch to his face. This incident was enough for him to boast about for a lifetime.

"Hmm… brewed from the blood and essence of Immortal Emperor creatures. You're quite generous, kid. This wine tastes alright, but it's still quite a bit inferior to my wine."

The Scruffy Old Man smacked his lips and said.

"Oh? Then, what does Senior's wine taste like?"

Wu Ning's gaze fell on his wine gourd.

"Haha, my wine is brewed from the essence of all things in heaven and earth, it is absolutely the best wine in the world. Today, you two kids are in for a treat…"

The Scruffy Old Man laughed heartily, then casually created two wine cups condensed from Immortal Power, poured a full cup for Wu Ning, and a small cup for Night Solitary Chill.

"Your cultivation is a bit lacking, kid, drink slowly, don't get yourself bloated to death."

"Many thanks, Senior!"

Night Solitary Chill quickly stood up and bowed respectfully to express his gratitude.

The Scruffy Old Man waved his hand casually, "Just drink, just drink. Why so many formalities?"

Wu Ning smiled and picked up the wine cup, taking a small sip. The taste was smooth and silky, and the crystal-clear wine, like Divine Source, immediately slid down his throat into his abdomen. The next moment, the wine violently released an extremely powerful and pure energy, continuously surging into his limbs and bones.

Following closely behind was a mellow, rich aroma of wine that made one feel as if they had fallen into the God Realm…

Night Solitary Chill also eagerly picked up his wine cup. There was only enough wine in the cup for one sip. He did not take the old man's words to heart and drank it all in one gulp.

Boom—

As the wine entered his stomach, a surging torrent of terrifying energy immediately burst forth, causing his body to tremble violently.

Night Solitary Chill's eyes widened. This surging energy was too fierce, frantically pouring into the acupoints all over his body. He felt as if his Physical Body was about to burst!

"Not listening to an old man's words leads to suffering. Young people nowadays really don't listen to advice."

The Scruffy Old Man shook his head, reached out and pressed on his shoulder, helping him suppress the energy.

"Many thanks, Senior…"

Night Solitary Chill said with lingering fear. Such terrifying energy, he truly couldn't believe it came from a single sip of wine.

Indeed, his weakness limited his imagination.

Bang!

After saying this, a fierce wave of drunkenness rushed to his mind, and his body fell straight backward onto the ground.

"Tsk tsk, being young is good, falling asleep at the drop of a hat!"

The Scruffy Old Man revealed a hint of playful amusement, waved his hand and moved him aside, finding him an eyesore.

"Senior, this wine is indeed one of the best in the world, it's just a bit strong!"

Wu Ning quickly finished the wine in his cup. Even with his current cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a hint of drunkenness, let alone Night Solitary Chill.

The Scruffy Old Man grinned, "If it's not strong, it tastes bland as water to me. This wine is just right; it's you two kids whose Dao cultivation is too low."

Wu Ning nodded slightly, "Senior is right."

Buzz buzz!

At this moment, the Dragon Fishing Rod in his hand trembled.

"Hmm?"

Wu Ning raised an eyebrow. Unknowingly, he had actually caught a big one.

He lifted the rod and gently tugged. As the fishing line continuously emerged from the water, a massive dark shadow quickly appeared in the water.

"Oh, he actually caught a little loach."

A glint of light appeared in the Scruffy Old Man's eyes.

Bang—

The dark shadow broke through the water, its majestic body soaring into the sky, exuding fierce might. It had a mouth full of fangs, a terrifying head and horns, and its hard scales emitted a metallic, dark luster.

"Roar—"

This was not a little loach at all; it was clearly a black-scaled Flood Dragon several thousand zhang long!

A Flood Dragon in the Immortal King Realm!

The Flood Dragon let out an angry roar, flicking its Dragon tail, intending to smash it towards the ancient boat. With its cultivation, it was probably one of the overlords of this Endless Sea.

Wu Ning let out a cold snort, directly shattering its Divine Soul. Then, he skillfully cut off its head and tail, skinned it, drained its blood, removed its tendons, and deboned it. Half was roasted, and half was stewed.

"Not bad, not bad. How can one drink without side dishes? You, kid, are an expert!"

The Scruffy Old Man rubbed his hands, looking at Wu Ning with greatly increased favor, as if he had found a kindred spirit.

Besides fine wine, he also loved delicious food.

It was just that his cooking skills were not very good, and he was quite picky, so there were very few culinary skills in the world that suited his taste.

Soon, the Flood Dragon meat was roasted by Wu Ning until it was golden brown and sizzling with oil, and an enticing meaty aroma permeated the air, making one's mouth water.

The Scruffy Old Man sniffed his nose, immediately feeling his mouth water.

Wu Ning sprinkled the last layer of seasoning, then dispersed the True Fire, looked at the old man and said, "Senior, would you like to try it?"

The Scruffy Old Man did not stand on ceremony with him, directly tearing off a large piece of the Flood Dragon's leg and devouring it.

"Not bad, not bad. Your cooking skills are excellent, kid, and what is this seasoning? It's simply divine!"

The old man ate with an oily mouth, still chewing, praising indistinctly.

Wu Ning smiled, then sat down and began to eat as well.

At the same time.

With the ancient boat as the center, the sea creatures within a radius of hundreds of millions of li were frantically fleeing into the distance. The deep-sea Flood Dragon, which had dominated for countless years, was actually killed and eaten by two members of the Human Race.

It was truly too brutal and terrifying!

…

Half a month later.

Because Wu Ning had killed that Immortal King Realm Flood Dragon, the beast tide in the Endless Sea ended early. Xiao Xiao completed her task and returned to Chaos Academy with Wu Ning.

As for the Scruffy Old Man, after teaching Xiao Xiao for a few days and imparting a few Divine Abilities, he disappeared in a flash.

He was truly a carefree wanderer, unconstrained.

And that fellow, Night Solitary Chill, was still in a drunken stupor, probably not waking up for several years.

Wu Ning also conveniently brought him back.

"Little Wu, I heard you've come out of seclusion. If there's nothing extremely urgent, come to my place now."

Shortly after Wu Ning returned to the Inner Courtyard, Si Qing's voice reached the Floating Cloud Immortal Palace.