The Purgatory Calamity
Chapter 264 - 249: The Li Family’s Little Drunkard_1

Chapter 264: Chapter 249: The Li Family’s Little Drunkard_1

The cultivator Dongye Jing, who had a penchant for the fairer sex, reluctantly dispelled the wicked thoughts in his heart.

"The Yuan Mang Fragmented Lands, Pang Jian..."

The thin and tall Dongye Jing, whose breath was chillingly cold, held a feather fan with an air of forced elegance and gazed at that upright figure, lost in thought.

Pang Jian, having reverted to his true appearance, was clad in a sleek black robe; his sharply contoured face exuded an aura of cold severity, making him look extraordinarily remarkable.

As Han Ting made her way toward Pang Jian, her appearance was perhaps not the most striking, but her explosive figure, almost bursting out of her dress, was enough to make Dongye Jing’s heart itch with longing.

Even though he had dismissed the evil thoughts in his heart, he couldn’t help but glance repeatedly at Han Ting’s retreating back, secretly regretting.

"That dwarfish friend of yours, I saw with my own eyes how Pang Jian beheaded him."

Lian Feng reminded him coldly once again.

"I know."

Dongye Jing shook his head and forced a bitter smile.

...

"Brother Pang!"

Gao Yuan arrived at the location of the Red Mountain group, nodding and bowing to everyone around.

Han Ting seemed somewhat reserved, merely bestowing a radiant smile upon Pang Jian before falling silent at one side.

She had been secretly rejoicing, glad that some ambiguous rumors had spread about her and Pang Jian in the Yuanmang; if not, she might have been unable to escape Dongye Jing’s evil clutches.

Pang Jian also nodded in acknowledgment, then immediately asked, "Where is she?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuan’s smile faded, and he sighed, "As soon as we entered the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, she parted ways with us."

He promptly informed Pang Jian of the situation.

During the frequent anomalies within the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, Luo Hongyan suddenly mentioned that deep within the Forbidden Land, she felt a force calling to her and so she asked Gao Yuan to sail the Cloud Sail in that direction.

Gao Yuan obediently steered the ship as she directed.

By the time the Cloud Sail flew over the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land, there was a sudden malfunction in the Spirit Array within, causing the Cloud Sail to crash loudly to the ground.

However, Luo Hongyan, before the destruction of the Cloud Sail, took both him and Han Ting out safely, then immediately went off alone.

Afterward, neither of them saw her again.

After listening, Pang Jian felt somewhat burdened and, frowning, did not utter a sound.

The recent anomalies in the Prayer Spirit Forbidden Land were too numerous, and lately, terrifying God Spirits had been wandering about; he worried for Luo Hongyan’s safety.

"Pang Jian, don’t worry too much. You were able to find your way here; she, blessed by fate, should also be able to make her way here," said Zhou Qingchen, trying to console him. He then threw over a jar of wine, adding, "Tell me about your adventures after you left Bagua City."

Pang Jian, with a heavy heart, glanced at Li Yuqing.

"Go ahead and drink. It’s not as if you could be of any help anyway. Those Alien Gods from the Outer Realm, even if they cannot descend in their true form, are not something you could deal with," said Li Yuqing indifferently, as if she were a God Spirit herself.

A silvery white Spirit Sword hovered behind her back, her blue garment fluttering with the wind as if ready to take flight.

It was her presence that had lent a sense of calm to the people gathered here, not overly concerned by the threat of the Alien Gods of the Outer Realm.

— She had time and again shown her power by either outright killing or severely injuring any Alien God that dared to appear nearby with a single sword strike.

"Pang Jian, her words may be unpleasant, but they are indeed the truth," said the plump Han Duping, shaking his head and sighing softly. "Comparing oneself with others can truly be disheartening. Her combat strength alone surpasses the combined strength of everyone present!"

The silver-haired girl Zhao Yuanqi bit her lower lip, looking somewhat despondent.

"Hmm."

Both Han Ting and Gao Yuan, the two Individual Cultivators, strongly agreed.

"Go on, drink!" urged Li Yuqing in a peculiar tone.

From the look of her, it seemed... she was somewhat dissatisfied.

"All right, you drink too," said Pang Jian, approaching with a jar of wine in hand, and offering it to Li Yuqing who was seated on a black stone pillar. "Since you don’t take those fellows seriously anyway, why not have a drink?"

The crowd suddenly stirred.

Ling Meiyu from the Star River Alliance, Tang Hongxiong and Fang Boxuan from the Blood Moon, two leaders from the Yin Spirit Temple, along with a host of Individual Cultivators, all looked over with exceptionally strange gazes.

This girl, originating from the Heaven Treasure Li Family and possessing an extraordinarily exaggerated combat power, had kept to herself since her arrival, dealing coldly with anyone who had tried to approach her.

Pang Jian holding up a jar of wine, was he trying to ingratiate himself with the prodigiously talented Miss Li from the Li Family, to bring them closer?

Li Yuqing’s gemlike eyes revealed a hint of hesitancy.

Longing to drink already, especially after seeing Zhou Qingchen take out the wine and even pass a jar to Pang Jian, her desire to drink only escalated.

But...

Pang Jian continued to hold up the jar of wine, earnestly saying, "I know you drink."

"This bastard!" Li Yuqing inwardly gritted her teeth and hummed in annoyance, keeping a straight face as she declared, "His wine must taste awful."

Having said that, the girl didn’t reach for the jar of wine passed by Pang Jian; instead, she took out a delicate little flask of her own, tossing an additional one to Pang Jian, "You drink mine."

The moment Pang Jian caught her little flask, she couldn’t wait any longer and, bowing her head, took a sip.

Then, she began to drink elegantly and delicately, savoring small sips.

The cultivators gazing blankly at her had expressions that were more amusing than the next, suddenly realizing that this Li family girl, whose combat strength was off the charts, was also a little drinker.

"Glug! Glug!"

Following her, Pang Jian, holding a jar of wine in one hand and a beautifully crafted silver jug in the other, began pouring wine into his mouth.

"It doesn’t taste much different, I guess."

After sipping and comparing, Pang Jian muttered as he looked at her.

"Country bumpkin, that’s because you don’t understand wine at all."

Li Yuqing snorted disdainfully.

The conversation between the two made everyone’s expression grow even weirder, and they immediately knew that the two were not strangers and that their relationship was out of the ordinary.

"Pang Jian, her wine... must be of a higher quality."

Zhou Qingchen chuckled sheepishly.

"I think it’s about the same."

Indeed not much of a wine connoisseur, Pang Jian, as he rotated between the wines in his hand and felt the liquid wreaking silent havoc in his body, chatted idly with Zhou Qingchen and Han Duping.

He knew Zhou Qingchen had advanced to the later stages of the Innate Realm and had gone to the Fourth Realm to help the Zhou family fend off the invading ferocious beasts.

Through Zhou Qingchen, he also learned that only parts of the Zhou and Dong families’ fragmented lands in the Fourth Realm remained uncontaminated by the Filth Alien Power.

"All of the fragmented lands in the Fourth Realm will eventually be contaminated by the Filth Alien Power, and the people below can only migrate upward."

Han Duping shook his head, drinking heavily, and lamented, "The world is so cruel; those with family backgrounds can be taken to the Third Realm. As for individual cultivators like me, if it weren’t for being brought along by Zhou, we’d only be able to gather in those few cities, waiting for all the major families’ people to be sent away."

"And then, perhaps it would be our turn, or perhaps never."

"..."

Gao Yuan, also an individual cultivator, grimaced as he interjected, "As an individual cultivator, thankfully I’m in the Third Realm. Our space to operate has become smaller and smaller, but at least we’re still alive."

Han Ting said softly, "Have you ever thought about what we would do if nature’s spiritual energy continues to surge upward and gradually infiltrates the Third Realm?"

"That’s impossible!"

Gao Yuan and Han Duping exclaimed in unison.

Zhou Qingchen, Zhao Yuanqi, and the people from the Star River Alliance and Blood Moon instinctively looked towards Li Yuqing, who was drinking on the high platform.

"It’s possible."

Li Yuqing, with her cheeks flushed, said.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent in an instant, losing even the mood to continue talking.

Most of them were from the Third Realm, and if one day the Third Realm were also contaminated by the Filth Alien Power, the tragedy that had occurred in the Fourth Realm could one day happen to them.

"Miss Li, isn’t there anything that can be done above?"

Ling Meiyu of the Star River Alliance couldn’t help asking.

"To my knowledge, in the worst-case scenario, even the Second Realm would be contaminated by the Filth Alien Power."

Li Yuqing, her face reddening the more she drank and her eyes slightly bleary, spoke with brutal honesty, "Before the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar is erected in the Fifth Realm, there have been precedents of such a disaster. Should such a calamity really happen, not only the families of the Fourth Realm but also the sect powers of the Third and Second Realms would not be spared."

At her words, everyone was shocked.

Moments later.

"Zhou Qingchen, give me a jar of wine too!"

The silver-haired Zhao Yuanqi, her delicate face filled with solemnity, also wanted to join in the drinking.

"Also, give me a jar of wine."

Jiang Li said quietly.

"Sure!"

Zhou Qingchen stood up to distribute the wine.

Pang Jian, now tipsy, suddenly noticed that those individual cultivators in the distance, as well as the people from the Blood Moon, Star River Alliance, and Yin Spirit Temple, seemed to be influenced by their drinking atmosphere and were pulling out their strong liquor to drink in anguish.

Soon, uninhibited curses could be heard.

"What in the world are the Upper Realm and the higher realms doing? Why is there a problem with the Heavenly Tribulation Pillar?"

"Why aren’t they solving the troubles of the Lower Realm? What are they so busy with?"

"Damn it, if the Filth Alien Power really contaminates the Second Realm, where could we flee to?"

"Why did I have to be so unlucky as to encounter such a catastrophe?"

The cultivators who had been drinking were the first to speak out, glaring at the sky above, complaining that the powerful sects of the Upper Realm were unwilling to make an effort.

Li Yuqing fell silent, lost in her own world of drinking, as if she couldn’t hear their clamor.

"Oh, right, Pang Jian, Sword Tower messaged the Star River Alliance, Blood Moon, and Yin Spirit Temple, acknowledging your Inner Sect Disciple status." The silver-haired girl, suddenly bringing this up, with a hint of envy in her eyes, said, "It seems that the Tower Master has openly stated his intention to take you as his direct disciple."

"Ah!"

Individual cultivators like Gao Yuan and Han Ting, unaware of this news, cried out in surprise.

Han Duping sternly said, "Pang Jian, the weight of the words ’direct disciple of the Tower Master’ is enough to clear all obstacles for you in the Third Realm!"

Zhou Qingchen patted Pang Jian’s shoulder vigorously, sincerely saying, "Brother, I’m happy for you and proud of you!"

The enigmatic Tower Master of Sword Tower had designated Pang Jian as a direct disciple without even meeting him, which showed how much he valued Pang Jian.

"The Tower Master’s direct disciple..."

Pang Jian was moved.

"The Tower Master’s mastery of Sword Dao is unparalleled in the world, and his personal combat power is extremely fearsome. He is likely to lead the Sword Tower back to the First Realm and once again become one of the strongest sects in the Purgatory World."

Li Yuqing, seated upon the black pillar, interjected dreamily.

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