Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 376 - 315: Holy Light Liquor_1

Chapter 376: Chapter 315: Holy Light Liquor_1

Mr. Gaven echoed, "In fact, the technical content of Ghost Grape Wine is not as high as one might think. Once it spreads, those who really want to use it for evil could easily make it themselves without having to buy from us. What we need to prevent is the inadvertent misuse by ignorant commoners."

"Not only will I emphasize this point to the businessmen during the auction, but I will also ask Miss Regina to include these taboos in subsequent promotions, to ensure we do our utmost in the part that we can control," he added.

"Since Mr. Gaven says so, I can rest assured," Valon dropped the issue.

Regardless of whether the batch of Ghost Grape Wine had a share from the Hammer of Justice or not, he could not possibly stop its sale due to its potential dangers, as doing so would go against their creed of fairness.

Seeing that the atmosphere had become a bit tense, Gaven swiftly changed the topic to something that could further pique his interest, "Your Excellency the Grand Inquisitor, have you ever considered that just as Negative Energy can be infused into wine to create Ghost Grape Wine, Positive Energy might also be used to turn it into Holy Light Grape Wine, or even Holy Light Liquor?"

Gaven’s question left the three people present completely stunned.

How simple was the question?

Why hadn’t they thought of it before?

Valon didn’t say a word, but sprang up and darted out, and in less than half a minute, he returned with a bottle of wine in one hand and a bottle of distilled spirits in the other.

Whether they were produced by the Monastery of the Hammer of Justice was a mystery.

In front of Gaven, Valon’s hands lit up with a soft Holy Light, which he channeled into the two bottles.

Minutes later, Valon dispersed the Holy Light from his hands.

It was clear to any observer that the two bottles of liquor had changed.

A soft glow emanated from the bottles, as if the liquor itself was glowing.

"It truly works." Not only the two Holy Warriors, but even Gaven, who had suggested the idea, couldn’t hide the joy on his face. Although he had been contemplating the idea for a while, he had not yet had the chance to experiment.

If Negative Energy and Positive Energy both succeeded, what about other elements?

Could one create wines like Fiery Grape Wine or Icy Grape Wine?

"Try it, try it and see how it tastes," Valon couldn’t wait to open the bottle of Holy Light Grape Wine first, pouring a cup for each person present.

Gaven didn’t hesitate and sipped a mouthful.

Different from Ghost Grape Wine, the Holy Light Grape Wine, filled with Positive Energy, didn’t have a significantly unusual sensation upon entering the mouth. However, after swallowing, there was a warm feeling that spread from the inside out, like basking in the sun during spring or autumn—not too cold or too hot, just right.

With a thought, Gaven immediately drew a Dagger and sliced a cut across his finger.

Something marvelous occurred—the wound only managed to bleed a few drops before closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gaven exclaimed with a smile, "Putting other powers aside for now, this wine at least harbors an effect for healing minor wounds. We are not the most suitable testers, as our bodies inherently contain a great amount of Positive Energy, which makes the amount in the wine seem like a drop in the bucket to us.

To truly see its effects, we would need individuals with heavier shades of Yin energy or those who are injured."

"That’s easy, please follow me," Valon beckoned everyone and led them toward the back courtyard of the Monastery.

"Your Excellency the Grand Inquisitor..."

"Judgment Chief..."

On their way, the Holy Warriors they encountered stepped aside, bowing to Valon and Darnell.

However, their gazes fell upon Gaven and Anna, filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

The news of the Grand Inquisitor Valon personally guiding Gaven in the Hammer of Justice and bestowing upon him a God-Given Skill—and doing it successfully—

had grown wings and spread throughout the entire Monastery of the Hammer of Justice.

A God-Given Skill was already an exceptionally rare event.

Giving a God-Given Skill to a layperson was unprecedented in the Monastery of the Hammer of Justice.

Everyone was inquiring and guessing about Gaven’s true background, wondering what made the Grand Inquisitor Valon set such a precedent.

At first, such attention made Gaven somewhat uncomfortable, but he quickly got used to it.

As the saying goes, if you’re not embarrassed, then it’s others who should feel embarrassed.

Whether by necessity or by his own design,

it wouldn’t take long before he would become famous in the surrounding area, and even the entire Valley.

In time, wherever he went, he would be subjected to such gazes—now, consider it practice and a chance to adapt in advance.

The back courtyard of the Monastery was a convalescent space, used for the healing and recovery of Paladins who had just completed their missions.

Among them were those injured by dark creatures, bodies laden with heavy vestiges of Negative Energy.

No sooner had they arrived in the backyard than a Paladin came Sprinting in, slowing down only upon entering the courtyard. The young Holy Warrior on it attempted to dismount but lacked the strength and tumbled to the ground.

Gaven, with a Fairy Step, leaped directly beneath him and gently caught the Holy Warrior, lifting him off the horse.

Darnell followed closely behind and quickly checked the young Holy Warrior’s condition, exhaling deeply as he said, "There’s no serious threat to his life, just a few scratches from a ghoul’s claws. The paralytic toxin wasn’t completely cleared and is causing a reaction, but with a bit of rest, he’ll heal on his own."

The Grand Inquisitor Valon was more straightforward, pouring a cup of Holy Light Liquor and prying open the mouth of the young Holy Warrior to force it down.

As the strong liquor entered his stomach, strands of black vapor began to rise from the wounds on his body.

It was only a few minutes before the young Holy Warrior struggled to his feet from the ground and bowed to the two Holy Warriors, saying, "Thank you, Grand Inquisitor, and Judgment Chief, for your assistance..."

The youth had not fully recovered yet, his hands and feet, even his tongue, were still partially numb, making his speech unclear, but at least he no longer had to lie stiff on the ground as before.

"Describe how you feel!" Valon and Darnell were more concerned about the effects of the Holy Light Liquor than the young Holy Warrior’s physical condition.

From the current situation, it could be used just like a lower-effectiveness magic potion.

What’s the cost to produce magic potions? What about alcohol imbued with positive energy?

They’re completely different concepts.

"I’m feeling better... I can sense the paralytic toxin being expelled... In less than two minutes, I’ll be completely recovered and able to heal myself," the young Holy Warrior didn’t fully grasp what the two Judgment Chiefs were truly asking.

"Alright, take your time to heal," Valon patted the young Holy Warrior’s shoulder, not insisting on further questioning.

There were still many Holy Warriors who had not fully recovered, and experimenting with a few more would provide the answers they sought.

Valon, leading Gaven and the others, walked around the infirmary until they had distributed the two bottles of liquor completely before they stopped.

Based on the tests, this Holy Light Wine had the effect of activating a Paladin’s innate healing and expelling negative energy from their body.

However, for Paladins, the effect was very mild.

But for common people, the effect was rather significant.

Especially for those whose bodies were excessively Yin, the effect was naturally even better.

It complemented the Shadow Wine perfectly.

Compared to wine, distilled spirits made from grain seemed to mesh better with Holy Light, both in flavor and effect, gaining more favorable reviews.

Once they were seated again, Gaven, full of enthusiasm, said, "Now that we know it works, why doesn’t the Grand Inquisitor organize a team to make a batch of Holy Light Liquor? We could auction it next month at the Weizemay Manor. I’m sure we can fetch a good price using this opportunity."

Gaven and Regina had big ambitions.

They were not content with organizing just a single auction of Ghost Grape Wine, which was the featured product. They were taking advantage of the occasion to develop even more products.

They aimed to build a reputation for the auction event and keep it ongoing, even if not as frequently as once a month like the auctions at the Ghost Castle, at least every half-year or every quarter.

Whether the products were their own was not important.

Compared to personal production, the Monastery of the Hammer of Justice held unique advantages in producing Holy Light Liquor, both in terms of grain alcohol production and the use of Holy Light.

Upon hearing this, Valon and Darnell exchanged a few whispered words.

Eventually, Valon nodded and said, "Mr. Gaven’s idea is excellent, and we will consider it, but due to the short notice, the quantity produced will not be very large."

"It’s not necessary to auction only finished products; we could auction the corresponding orders instead. The Monastery would only need to provide the samples. Given the reputation of the Hammer of Justice in the vicinity, I believe many merchants would be willing to accept this mode of cooperation," Gaven, with his business acumen surpassing that of the two Holy Warriors, said. "What matters now is reputation. Once we establish that, everything else will fall into place."

After exchanging glances, Valon and Darnell couldn’t help but sigh and said, "By doing this, we seem to be taking a big advantage of Mr. Gaven, doing nothing and just reaping the benefits."

"Gentlemen, if you put it that way, you’re making us strangers. We are aiming for a win-win cooperation. There’s plenty of money to be made together, and many more opportunities for collaboration in the future. This is just the first step," Gaven responded with a smile.

"Since Mr. Gaven has thought this through, here’s to a satisfying partnership," Valon also began to smile.

"Grand Inquisitor, our cooperation with Mr. Gaven is not limited to this one matter alone," Darnell added from the side.

"Oh?" Valon asked in surprise, "What other areas do we need Mr. Gaven’s help in?"

Darnell couldn’t help but lower his voice as he said, "This is a grave matter. Neither I nor Teacher August mentioned it in our letters to you. Before this, Mr. Gaven had a God-Given Skill capable of destroying evil equipment, extracting and purifying it, and then imbuing new equipment with it, turning it into equipment we can use. The Demigod Ruptured Palm mentioned earlier by Mr. Gaven was somewhat understated; that palm is part of the divine body of the Goddess of Undead Vengeance, Chiaranlisha, and was destroyed by this skill..."

Valon couldn’t help but hiss in disbelief, and as he was about to exclaim, he instinctively lowered his voice and said, "A skill that can destroy a True God’s body? How is it possible? A True God’s body contains Divine Nature, and besides a True God, mortals simply can’t destroy it, not even with a God-Given Skill!"

At the level of Grand Inquisitor, Valon had access to some of the secrets of True Gods, so hearing this news was even more astonishing to him.

No wonder Darnell and August hadn’t dared to discuss the matter in their letters; the implications were enormous. Should the cultists learn of it, they would undoubtedly investigate to the end.

He had thought highly of the young man from the start, going to great lengths to use Divine Grace Abilities on him.

It was an attempt to play on emotions, to tie this young man to the forces of good, to the front lines of the Hammer of Justice.

But now it seemed he had underestimated both the young man’s strength and his importance.

Faced with this revelation, Gaven was truly taken aback.