86: Chapter 86 Drinking Alone Under the Moon! Giving the Elder a New Trick

The alternation of day and night within the Xumi Immortal Mansion relied entirely on the natural flow of the Formation hub.

The next day, when night fell upon this Small World once again, a bright, simulated moon hung high in the sky, spilling soft, silvery radiance in vast swathes.

After soothing Revered Master's emotions, Gu Yi took advantage of his free time during the day to patrol the front hall of the Immortal Mansion.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao was indeed a formidable woman who had managed the Medicine Valley for many years. In just one day, she had directed the Spirit Power Puppets within the Immortal Mansion to transplant the first batch of the most precious parent Spirit Medicine seeds into the top-grade breathing soil of the ten thousand spirit herb garden, categorized by type.

Seeing the rear area being managed so clearly and orderly, Gu Yi was happy to be a hands-off manager, feeling exceptionally comfortable.

The night breeze was cool, carrying the unique fragrance of plants and trees from within the Immortal Mansion.

Gu Yi strolled aimlessly along the bluestone path outside the main hall, and before he knew it, he had arrived outside a quiet courtyard deep within the Immortal Mansion.

Before he even stepped through the moon-gate, a mellow and lingering aroma of aged wine drifted into Gu Yi's nostrils along with the night breeze. This wine aroma lacked any worldly impurity; instead, it exuded an ethereal immortal charm.

Gu Yi softened his footsteps and passed through the moon-gate.

Inside the courtyard, beside a clear spirit spring pool, sat a table made of warm white jade.

Liu Qingwan was leaning sideways against the stone table, completely devoid of her usual image. Today, she was not wearing the complex robes that symbolized her status as an Elder of the Xuantian Sect, but had instead changed into a loose, bright red silk robe.

The collar was slightly open, revealing a large expanse of skin as fair as snow, as well as those exquisite and alluring collarbones.

The moonlight spilled onto her charming face, which carried a hint of intoxication.

She rested her chin on one hand, while the other held a small red clay wine jar, pouring clear wine into her mouth intermittently. Her three thousand strands of black hair were draped casually over her rounded shoulders, and her entire being exuded a bone-deep laziness and coquettish charm.

Watching this beautiful Elder, who was known in the Sect for doing as she pleased, in her charming posture of drinking alone under the moon, a gentle smile flashed in Gu Yi's deep eyes.

The aged vinegar from Revered Master had been smoothed over, but if he neglected this Elder Liu, who had also risked her life for him in Sword King City, he feared he wouldn't even be able to beg for a sip of this immortal wine in the future.

Gu Yi didn't rush to make his presence known, but instead awakened the dormant System panel in his mind.

【Ding! Opening the villain shop.】

His gaze swept quickly over the dazzling list of daily romantic props, and he soon locked onto a small item that perfectly matched the atmosphere of the night.

【Item Name: Tipsy Glazed Cup.】

【Item Effect: Using this cup to serve wine not only purifies the immortal charm of the wine but also emits an invisible, aphrodisiac cold fragrance. It allows people to unknowingly lower their defenses, amplifying their senses and emotions, and fully enjoy the pleasure of being tipsy.】

【Exchange Price: 200 Villain Points.】

"Exchange."

Gu Yi muttered in his heart.

With the deduction of two hundred Villain Points, an exquisite wine cup, translucent throughout with a faint, ghostly blue halo flowing on its walls, appeared silently in Gu Yi's sleeve.

Once prepared, Gu Yi stepped forward, walking along the moonlight toward the white jade table.

"Elder Liu has such refined taste. Not meditating in her room in the middle of the night, but coming to this courtyard to share a drink with your own shadow?"

Gu Yi's voice was gentle and calm, carrying a hint of casual teasing.

Hearing the movement, Liu Qingwan's slightly dazed peach-blossom eyes shifted slightly, her gaze falling on Gu Yi's handsome face.

She didn't get up to welcome him, nor did she change her posture. She only parted her red lips slightly, emitting a soft huff with a hint of lazy nasal tone.

"Oh, isn't this our busy Young Master Gu, who is juggling so many women?"

Liu Qingwan gently placed the small red clay wine jar on the stone table, a flash of playful, dark light crossing her eyes.

"You just took in a gentle and water-like housekeeper yesterday, and last night you were rushing to soothe the Peak Revered Master. I thought Young Master Gu had forgotten that there was still a lonely, idle person like me in this Immortal Mansion."

Although these words were clearly teasing, the hint of sourness overflowing between the lines could not be concealed.

Gu Yi walked to the stone table and sat down opposite Liu Qingwan.

"You wrong me with that." Gu Yi wore a gentle smile at the corners of his mouth, his gaze blatantly appraising the view of Liu Qingwan's spring scenery, visible through her open collar.

"No matter how good others are, they cannot replace Elder Liu's position in my heart. Look, as soon as I had some free time, I searched the entire Immortal Mansion, specifically to come and have a few drinks with the Elder."

After saying this, Gu Yi took the newly exchanged Tipsy Glazed Cup from his sleeve and placed it firmly in the center of the stone table.

The ghost-blue halo flowed on the glazed cup, appearing exceptionally mysterious and charming under the moonlight.

Liu Qingwan was someone who loved wine as much as her own life and was quite knowledgeable about various wine utensils. Seeing this exquisite glazed cup appear out of thin air, her peach-blossom eyes lit up slightly, and the resentment in her eyes dissipated by more than half.

"This cup is indeed exquisite. It seems you little thief put some thought into coaxing me."

Liu Qingwan straightened up, her fair jade-like hand lifting the jar of red clay immortal wine, her wrist tilting slightly.

The clear, mellow wine flowed down from the mouth of the jar, falling into the Tipsy Glazed Cup. The ordinary wine, the moment it touched the cup wall, actually shimmered with a faint starlight.

At this moment, an extremely special cold fragrance, mixed with the richness of the wine, quietly permeated the air of the courtyard.

This fragrance was very faint, as if it existed yet didn't, like cold plum blossoms blooming in winter, yet carrying the alluring touch of spring rain.

Liu Qingwan picked up the glazed cup and took a shallow sip, bringing it to her red lips.

The moment the wine entered her throat, she felt a strange, warm current rapidly melting through her limbs and bones. Along with the cold fragrance inhaled into her nostrils, the true Qi within her, which was slightly sharp from practicing the Dao of the Sword, became as soft as spring water.

A trace of strange numbness rose from the bottom of her heart, causing her cheeks to quickly flush with a moving, rosy hue.

"This wine... and this fragrance..."

Liu Qingwan felt her vision becoming increasingly dazed.

She had already drunk quite a bit, and now, under the catalysis of the Tipsy Glazed Cup, the wine, mixed with affection, submerged her reason like a breached tide.

She put down the wine cup, her peach-blossom eyes seemingly dripping with water, staring straight at Gu Yi opposite her.

"Little thief... did you... put something in this wine?"

Liu Qingwan's voice became soft and weak, completely losing the majesty that belonged to an Elder in the past. She half-heartedly reached out, wanting to push Gu Yi's shoulder, but the light force felt more like a coquettish gesture of playing hard to get.

Gu Yi took the opportunity to grasp her soft, warm hand.

He stood up, walked around the stone table, and scooped Liu Qingwan up from the white jade stool.

"What could I put in it? I just saw that Elder Liu was working too hard, so I found a little trinket to help you relax your mind."

Gu Yi looked down at the stunning beauty in his arms, her face as flushed as a peach blossom, her eyes dazed. The scorching body temperature of his Creation Immortal Body passed through the thin silk robe and was continuously transmitted to Liu Qingwan's skin.

"It's windy in this courtyard; be careful not to catch a cold. I noticed there's a wine storage pavilion ahead, and the wine couch inside must be exceptionally spacious. Since the Elder hasn't had enough, why don't we change locations and savor it carefully?"

Hearing the words "wine storage pavilion," a trace of lingering shyness flashed through Liu Qingwan's somewhat dizzy brain.

"You... you little scoundrel... who wants to go to a place like that..."

She buried her burning cheeks into Gu Yi's chest, and although she muttered words of resistance, her jade-like arms wrapped around Gu Yi's neck like vines, tightly.

Under the dual effect of this cold fragrance and the wine, this Elder Liu of the Xuantian Sect finally completely cast off the shackles of identity she maintained in front of others, exposing the wildest and most eager side of her heart.

Holding the soft body in his arms, Gu Yi strode through the moon-gate and walked toward the wooden pavilion behind the courtyard that exuded a rich aroma of wine.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door of the wine storage pavilion.

What met his eyes were neat shelves of yellow pear wood, filled with rare immortal brews of various vintages.

And in the deepest part of the pavilion, near a carved window, sat a wide wine couch covered with soft snow-fox fur.

Gu Yi walked to the wine couch and gently placed Liu Qingwan on the fur.

The moonlight spilling through the carved window fell just right onto Liu Qingwan's bright red silk robe. During the walk, the already loose belt had completely come undone, and large expanses of snowy white skin, set off by the red clothing, radiated a fatal temptation.

Gu Yi leaned over, resting his hands on either side of Liu Qingwan's head, trapping her completely beneath him.

"Elder Liu, there are no outsiders here now."

Gu Yi's voice was deep and magnetic, his eyes filled with strong aggression. He lowered his head, his nose almost touching Liu Qingwan's, their scorching breaths mingling together.

Liu Qingwan's peach-blossom eyes seemed to be burning with two flames.

She didn't retreat again. In this pavilion filled with the aroma of wine, the wildness in her bones was completely ignited.

She suddenly raised her head, her red lips accurately biting Gu Yi's lips.

This was a deep kiss, filled with the scent of wine, wild and passionate.

The two rolled and entangled on the soft snow-fox fur. Liu Qingwan's movements were clumsy yet carried an unyielding stubbornness; her fingers intertwined in Gu Yi's black hair, her nails leaving shallow red marks on his back.

The bright red silk robe slipped off her fair shoulders, and finally, like a withered red maple leaf, it was tossed aside under the wine couch.

"Call me... Qingwan..."

In the intervals of their lips entwining, Liu Qingwan let out a passionate murmur.

Gu Yi's large hand traced down the perfect curve of her back, carrying an irresistible dominance and tenderness, completely destroying all her defenses.

"As you wish."

Inside the wine storage pavilion, the originally quiet air was completely broken by bursts of suppressed gasps and ambiguous sounds of water.

The wine jars placed on the shelves around them seemed to feel this intense affection, making faint sounds as the wine couch swayed.

The moonlight was like water, and the cold fragrance was intoxicating.

This Elder, who usually carried a wine gourd and was lazy and casual, blossomed with unprecedented wildness and coquettishness under the exclusive dominance of a man and the catalysis of the Tipsy Glazed Cup.

The two lingered in this space filled with the aroma of aged wine, as if wanting to vent all the worries and exhaustion accumulated in the outside world over the past few days in this intermingling of sweat and body heat.

The night was still long.

The spring scenery inside the wine storage pavilion, witnessed by the moonlight, continued to heat up and ferment, unable to calm down for a long time.

Until a faint, fish-belly white appeared on the horizon, the dissolute atmosphere finally gradually calmed down.

On the wide wine couch, the messy snow-fox fur wrapped around two embracing bodies.

Liu Qingwan was exhausted to the extreme. Her bright face carried a flush that had not yet faded, and her whole person was limp in Gu Yi's arms like water, with a trace of tears of pleasure still at the corners of her eyes.

She had no strength left to play with any wine gourd; she just draped her slender arms over Gu Yi's sturdy waist and abdomen, and accompanied by the sound of even breathing, fell into a deep sleep in this embrace full of security.