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Chapter 637 - 549: First Encounter with the Devil Gate, Like Entering the Mysterious Domain!

Chapter 637: Chapter 549: First Encounter with the Devil Gate, Like Entering the Mysterious Domain!

What was strange was that he clearly hadn’t touched the pot of blood wine, but he looked as if he had already been drinking, with a dazed expression, just like everyone else.

However, he seemed oblivious to this himself.

When the wine had been flowing for three rounds, the moon was already high in the sky.

In the bright moonlight, countless disciples were feasting and drinking madly, like a frenzied dance of demons.

"Ah, it’s coming out, it’s coming out!"

"I feel it; I am about to have a breakthrough!"

Perhaps it was the potent effect of the Spiritual Wine, gradually, joy emerged among the Peak Wine Monks, one of them announced: "I sense a breakthrough coming. I request the Perfected to bestow upon me the true method, the Spirit Bead, so that I may become a Perfected."

Atop a cloud higher than theirs, a suave-looking Perfected casually responded, "You have a quota for the Spirit Bead. You can naturally receive the true method. Step forward and hear the method."

His tone was a bit peculiar as if his mouth was full of saliva, which made his words somewhat muddled.

The monk did not notice this at all, with wine wafting all over his face, he was overjoyed.

He flew shakily to the top of the clouds, filled with the intoxicating fragrance of wine. Under the shiny gaze of the five Perfected, he bowed and said, "Please bestow me the method!"

The five of them looked at each other, and finally, the one in the lead said, "Our destinies are intertwined, so I’ll pass on to you the Heaven Spirit Burial Method!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and emanated Spiritual Light, beaming with countless Runes that poured directly into the recipient’s mind.

Next, a brilliant Spirit Bead, like a unique Spiritual Object, also flew into the ecstatic Wine Monk’s mouth.

"Haha, I understand, I understand!"

With the entry of the Spirit Bead, the man’s body suddenly burst with a strong Spiritual Light, and he laughed manically.

"Crack!"

"Tsk, tsk!"

Then there was a sound of sweet crunching, the sound of breakthrough.

With the sound, a strange little figure the size of a palm actually emerged from the man’s abdomen. As the man laughed wildly, it began to devour his flesh and blood.

The man did not resist this at all, and even voluntarily surrendered himself, constantly transmitting energy while allowing the little figure to devour him.

At the same time, he was screaming in delirium that he had attained enlightenment, received a true method, and saw the astonishing secret inheritance in the Immortal Canon.

"Gululu!"

"Tsk, tsk!"

The scent of blood mixed with a special aroma drifted around. Of the five Perfected in front, four swallowed their saliva subconsciously, as if they were restraining themselves from pouncing to take a bite.

However, the man in charge looked satisfied. With his lips stained red with blood, he seemed to be enjoying the greatest delicacy in the world. His cultivation was fluctuating, gradually increasing at a visible speed.

On the banquet, the sound of fairy music continued. The fairies from the Heavenly Palace were still dancing, and the fragrance of the wine was pervasive.

In the main seat, the palm-sized Ghost Baby was consuming a victim alive, adding a bizarre touch to an otherwise delightful night banquet.

However, the disciples below seemed oblivious, or rather, they seemed to see the man ascending to become a true Perfected and becoming friends with the fairies in the clouds. They even paired up, falling into wild delirium one by one.

"I’ve got it, I’ve got it too!"

"It’s coming out, it’s coming out!"

"······"

"I pray for the Perfected to grant me the method!"

"I pray for the Perfected to pass down the Spirit Bead!"

"······"

As people kept guzzling down blood wine and eating bizarre Spirit Fruits, they began to rejoice in madness.

They couldn’t wait to request the transmission of the true method.

"Good!"

"Okay!"

Having waited for a long time, their impatient voices rang out.

Without waiting for these people to fly shakily to the top of the clouds, a few Perfected raised their hands. The clouds gathered to form the palm of an immortal, which grabbed these people and hoisted them up to the clouds, bringing them to the Perfected.

"You are destined with me, and shall be passed on the Fish Burying and Body Nourishing Great Method! Do you accept?"

"Disciple bows to master!"

"You are destined with me······"

Fifty-odd quota-holding disciples began to announce their enlightenment and requested the method successively.

They flew one by one into the clouds, with strange little figures emerging from their bodies. They began to laugh wildly, sacrificing their own flesh and blood as offerings, looking satisfied as if they had ascended to immortality.

"Tsk, tsk!"

"Crack!"

The constant chewing sound nearly drowned out the banquet’s fairy music, adding even more weirdness to the moonlit night dinner.

The disciples below also became increasingly crazy, with envy clearly visible on their faces.

Listening to the sounds of chewing and swallowing was like listening to the most beautiful breakthrough fairy music.

They ate and drank wine and fruits madly, with their faces all taking on a hint of blood color.

As the number of quota holders dwindled, the crowd fell into even deeper madness.

"Haha, I feel it, mine is coming out too, I have finally understood."

When the number of quota holders was reduced to a few, Chu Shiyong finally broke into wild laughter too.

What was odd was that he clearly hadn’t drunk a single drop of blood wine or eaten a single Spirit Fruit. Yet the aroma he emanated was dozens of times stronger than anyone else, and his expression was even crazier.

Suddenly, three hands extended down from the sky.

One of them easily swept away the other two and grabbed him up onto the clouds, placing him in front of the effeminate man leading the group.

"You are destined with me······"

"Yes, I am willing!"

The effeminate man was in a hurry to speak, but even before he could finish, Chu Shiyong, as if he had had an epiphany, couldn’t wait to reply in his delirious state.

"Good!"

The effeminate man couldn’t hold back any longer and repeated his old trick.

The next moment, the crunching sound resumed.

What astonished people was that as a palm-sized figure emerged from his belly, and the smell of blood spread, an intoxicatingly strange aroma also filled the air.