46: Chapter 46: The Villain's Shop Has New Arrivals! Is this "Half-Step Madness" Guaranteed to be Authentic?

The night wind of Sword King City, carrying a bit of the coolness unique to the Central Plains, brushed past the high eaves of the Tingjian Pavilion inn.

Gu Yi held Senior Sister Mu Qingxue's hand, following the path they came, silently returning to the inn's backyard.

The desire for the taicang profound yin sword bone within Senior Sister Mu Qingxue had been suppressed to the limit along the way.

Gu Yi sent her to the door of the Heaven-grade guest room, gently instructing her to Cultivate in peace, while he would keep an eye on the surroundings from the next room.

Senior Sister Mu Qingxue nodded obediently, then reluctantly let go of his warm, large hand, turned, entered the room, and activated the Formation for closed-door Cultivation.

Gu Yi pushed open his own guest room door, shut the latch, and walked to the rosewood round table in the room to sit down.

He sank his consciousness into his dark Sea of Consciousness.

Tonight, after successively intercepting the Luck of the child of destiny and completely shattering their Dao Heart, the System panel welcomed a wave of wealth that could be called a massive harvest.

Gu Yi looked at the long string of rich numbers, ripples of contentment appearing in his deep eyes.

Gu Yi skillfully opened the villain shop, his fingertips directly skipping over the Cultivation Techniques and Magic Treasures filled with murderous aura, precisely stopping on the [Daily Interests] category page.

His gaze swept across rows of dazzling, uniquely effective items, finally fixing on an icon of a sheep-fat white jade wine pot with an ancient design.

[Half-Step Madness Sincere Brew]: A special immortal brew crafted by an Elder of the ancient Hehuan Sect during their leisure time.

Efficacy: Contains no inferior, violent medicinal power that damages the Foundation, and cannot increase Cultivation.

This wine ignores the user's Realm resistance; with just one sip, it can infinitely amplify the emotions and desires suppressed by reason deep within their heart.

Tipsy, aphrodisiac, shedding all hypocritical disguises, with no backlash or side effects afterwards.

Exchange price: 500 Villain Points.

Looking at this detailed information description, the corners of Gu Yi's mouth hooked into a playful arc.

This thing was a Divine-Grade bait tailored specifically for a certain female Elder who was obsessed with alcohol and seemingly carefree, but actually wrapped her heart in the facade of an Elder.

"Exchange."

Gu Yi thought silently in his heart.

Accompanied by a crisp deduction sound, a flash of light appeared, and a sheep-fat white jade wine pot, warm to the touch and engraved with dark patterns on the surface, appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The mouth of the pot was tightly sealed with a stopper made of spiritual wood. Even before opening, a faint, mellow wine aroma, as if it could hook a soul, lingered on the surface of the pot.

Gu Yi carried the wine pot and walked to the carved window lattice.

He closed his eyes slightly, his Divine Sense like an invisible net, spreading upward along the night wind.

In an instant, he keenly captured a weak but exceptionally familiar Spiritual Qi fluctuation on the green-tiled roof of the inn's highest floor.

Along with that fluctuation came a lazy sigh, and the crisp sound of liquid hitting the inner wall of a gourd.

Gu Yi pushed open half the window, his figure turning into a gentle night wind.

With a light tap of his toes on the windowsill, his whole person was like a roc spreading its wings, silently sweeping out of the guest room, heading straight for the roof at the highest point.

The night was quiet, a bright moon like a silver plate hung high in the firmament, pouring its bright moonlight without reservation onto the undulating green tiles of Tingjian Pavilion.

Beside the eaves at the highest point of the roof.

Liu Qingwan was curling one long, plump leg, completely lacking the dignified demeanor she usually held in the Sect's council hall, leaning obliquely on the cold tiles.

She did not tie her hair today, and the waterfall-like black hair was blown slightly messy by the night wind, scattered casually on her shoulders.

The collar of that wide, plain Daoist robe was slightly open, revealing a large area of flawless, fair skin and delicate collarbones under the moonlight.

She lifted her head, raised the emerald wine gourd that never left her side to her lips, and took a shallow gulp.

The pungent wine flowed down her throat, and she let out a soft hum full of contentment and laziness.

"The night is deep and the dew is heavy. Is it not a bit lonely for Elder to sit on this roof alone and drink by the moon?"

Gu Yi's voice, carrying a bit of warm smile, drifted over with the night wind, neither light nor heavy.

Liu Qingwan did not even turn her head, just stopped the action of drinking, letting the gourd be played with by her fingertips.

In those peach blossom eyes shimmering with water, a ripple of playfulness that saw through his thoughts rippled open.

"You little rascal, not meditating and stabilizing your Realm in your room in the middle of the night, what cold wind are you blowing by running to this towering roof?"

Liu Qingwan's voice carried a hint of tipsy hoarseness, exceptionally alluring, "Could it be that you had your soul hooked by those female cultivators in the lobby during the day, and now you can't sleep, so you ran to find me for some fun?"

Gu Yi gathered his robes, walked to her side, and sat down on the green tiles shining under the moonlight, less than half a foot away.

"Fairy, I didn't see any, I just happened to get a pot of unique good wine while going out for a walk just now."

Gu Yi slowly placed the sheep-fat white jade wine pot in his hand on the tiles between the two.

"Disciple was thinking, in our Xuantian Sect, if it comes to the eye for wine, if Elder claims second, no one dares to claim first. So I brazenly came up to ask for Elder's guidance."

Upon hearing the words "good wine," Liu Qingwan's delicate eyebrows raised slightly.

As a famous drunkard of the Xuantian Sect, ordinary Spiritual Qi fine wines could not catch her eye long ago.

She glanced at the seemingly ordinary white jade pot and chuckled.

"As a Disciple who has been Cultivating in the Sect all year round, what kind of peerless good wine could you find? If you bring some inferior wine mixed with water from the neighborhood to fool me, I will punish you by making you blow cold wind on the deck for a whole night."

Gu Yi faced this teasing, which carried a bit of an Elder's posture, with an unchanging expression.

He extended his long, fair fingers, pinched the wooden stopper on top of the wine pot, and pulled it gently.

"Pop —"

The moment the wooden stopper left the bottle.

A rich, almost viscous, strange wine aroma, like a poisonous flower suddenly blooming in the dark night, instantly occupied all the air within several zhang of the surroundings.

In that wine aroma, there was both a mellowness accumulated over countless years and a hint of indescribable, dissolute sweet fragrance.

It was like an invisible little hand with magic, drilling straight into people's lungs along with their breath, scratching lightly at the tip of their heart.

Liu Qingwan's originally half-squinted peach blossom eyes widened suddenly the moment she smelled this wine aroma.

She subconsciously sat up straight, her nose twitching slightly.

On that beautiful face with a hint of tipsy flush, the laziness and composure of an Elder instantly faded, replaced by a kind of fanaticism and obsession of finding a treasure.

Compared to this, the Sect-exclusive spiritual wine she held in her hand, which she usually regarded as a treasure and spent a high price to get, smelled like bland, tasteless water now, and she could no longer raise any interest in it.

"Where did you get this wine...?"

Liu Qingwan's gaze was nailed to the white jade wine pot, her throat swallowing unconsciously, and her sexy collarbones followed the movement up and down.

She was completely unaware that her current appearance was exactly like a greedy cat whose entire reason had been hooked away by dried fish.

Gu Yi looked at this prey who had been completely attracted by the bait and had one foot in the trap, the smile in his eyes growing richer.

He did not rush to hand over the wine, but extended his hand, playing hard to get, taking the wine pot back into his own hand, playing with it at his fingertips.

"As for the origin, let's keep it a secret for now. It's just that the person selling the wine said that this wine has an exceptionally fierce nature, specifically targeting those cultivators who appear dignified on the outside but hide many desires on the inside."

Gu Yi leaned forward slightly, narrowing the distance between them, using a magnetic and bewitching tone to slowly cast the final bait.

"Disciple doesn't know if this wine can meet Elder's Dharma Eye. If Elder is afraid of losing composure after getting drunk, or afraid that speaking the truth after drinking will ruin your usual dignity, then Disciple will put it away, as if I had never come tonight."

Listening to this blatant provocation from Gu Yi, and watching his action of pretending to put the wooden stopper back into the wine pot.

Liu Qingwan was anxious.

The wildness in her bones that pursued freedom and refused to be restrained began to frantically collide with the shackles of her "Elder" status under the temptation of this deadly wine aroma.