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Chapter 1822 - 1842: Good Wine! Good Wine! _1

Chapter 1822: Chapter 1842: Good Wine! Good Wine! _1

"Pour the wine!"

With the Ancestral Dragon’s command, the handmaids bustled about the Great Hall, pouring a glass of wine for every stone table.

The Ancestral Dragon sat high in the Great Hall and laughed, "This wine is brewed by myself. It can improve one’s constitution, enhance strength and help in breaking through realms. However, it’s rather potent, so everyone should drink responsibly, and not be greedy."

The people picked up their wine glasses, "Thank you, Ancestral Master!"

The wine glass was not large, and the wine in the cup was about two ounces. Most of the attendees were at the Golden Immortal level so they naturally didn’t consider this small amount of wine as much. Everyone picked up their glasses, and drained the wine in one gulp.

The wine flowed down the throat, and before Lin Chen even had the chance to savor the taste, he felt a buzz in his head, the scene in front of him blurred, and he fell straight onto the stone table.

This sudden turn of events attracted everyone’s attention.

Seeing Lin Chen passed out on the table, many people had a mocking look in their eyes.

Is that all?

The Special Envoy of the Immortal Palace is too weak. He was floored by just a single cup of wine!

Much of the Great Hall was inhabited by Golden Immortals. Lin Chen as a mid-stage True Immortal was undoubtedly the weakest, and naturally had the lowest resistance to Immortal Wine.

The Dragon Clan disciples finished a cup each, their faces were rosy, their eyes were hazy. Although they were not drunk like Lin Chen, they were clearly intoxicated.

The Ancestral Dragon glanced at the unconscious Lin Chen and chuckled, "If you all think that you can still handle more wine, feel free to pour yourselves another glass."

Everyone closed their eyes and tried to absorb the power of the Immortal Wine, and there was silence in the Hall for a while.

The front row was filled with elite disciples from each clan, basically at the peak of Golden Immortal strength. After a brief moment of intense dizziness, they managed to hold up.

Ao Yanjiang lifted his cup, "Black Dragon Clan’s Ao Yanjiang requests more wine!"

The nearby handmaid walked over, holding a wine pot, and filled Ao Yanjiang’s cup again.

Ao Yanjiang took a deep breath, lifted his wine glass, drained it in one gulp again.

The gold-clothed man who had his seat taken by Ao Yanjiang saw this, gritted his teeth and also said, "Hu Hai of the Golden Dragon Clan requests wine!"

The handmaid filled a glass for Hu Hai, he drained it, his face immediately turned extremely red, his eyes were hazy, and his body started to sway slightly.

The surrounding elite clansmen all loudly stated their names. After all, this was a perfect opportunity to impress the Ancestral Master. How could they miss it?

Many people were already tipsy, but they could feel the benefits the Immortal Wine brought to their bodies after ingestion, and couldn’t help but grow greedy. They started asking for more wine, but these people still knew their limits and dared not loudly report their names.

Many people fell to the table immediately after their second cup, their heads dizzy and drowsy, and they quickly fell asleep and started snoring.

The Ancestral Dragon sat high, his gaze swept over those who were drunk, and finally landed on the people in the front row, a satisfied look on his face.

These were the future of the Dragon Clan!

He knew the power of the wine very well. If a Dragon Clan member with the strength of a Golden Immortal could withstand a cup, then that was already the limit. Those who were greedy and drunk were clear proof.

He also wanted to see how many cups these elite disciples could handle.

After Ao Yanjiang and others drank their second cup, they all closed their eyes and tried to absorb the power of the Immortal Wine. After all, such opportunities were rare in a thousand years, and it would be a pity to miss it.

Just as everyone was working hard to absorb the alcohol, Lin Chen, the first to pass out on the wine table, suddenly made a movement.

He lifted his head from the wine table, shook his head, sat upright again, and his eyes were clear again.

"Good wine! Indeed a good wine!"

Everyone’s eyes instantly turned towards Lin Chen, shocked.

Wasn’t this guy just passed out? It’s only been a little while, and he’s already recovered?

He sobered up too quickly.

Those Dragon Clan members who passed out were snoring like thunder, with absolutely no signs of waking up.

The Ancestral Dragon looked at Lin Chen. Curiosity was evident in his eyes. Apparently, he didn’t expect Lin Chen to wake up so fast. According to his estimate, with Lin Chen’s strength, he would be out with one drink. And he definitely needed to sleep for at least a day and night to sober up. But how much time has passed and he has awakened?

The Ancestral Dragon laughed, "Special Envoy Lin, if you like it, go ahead and have a few more glasses. Don’t be shy ... pour some wine for Special Envoy Lin."

The handmaid gracefully walked over and filled Lin Chen’s wine glass.

Lin Chen lifted his glass with both hands and laughed, "Thank you, Senior!"

Lin Chen drained the wine in the glass, the familiar dizzy feeling once again enveloped him, and he cleanly fell face-first onto the stone table again.

Everyone looked at the fallen Lin Chen, breathing a sigh of relief.

That’s more like it!

On the other side, Ao Yanjiang, who was working hard to absorb the medicinal power of the Immortal Wine, closed his eyes again. After about half an hour, Ao Yanjiang opened his eyes, regained clarity, and the blood color on his face had faded a lot.

"Black Dragon Clan’s Ao Yanjiang requests more wine!"

The handmaid carried the wine over and filled up Ao Yanjiang’s glass again.

Ao Yanjiang held his wine glass, ready to drink, when Lin Chen, lying on the stone table, suddenly moved again. He shook his head and sat upright once more.

"Good wine! Good wine! Such good wine, I must drink more!"