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Translator: Ashish
Translation Checker: Silavin
Meanwhile, in a distant, bitterly cold place…
“Come, come, brothers, let me take you to a place where you can enjoy good food and spicy drinks. Let me tell you, my Master is not ordinary. Do you guys know how extraordinary he is? His power is truly extraordinary…”
After taking a sip of wine, a Panda, wearing a straw hat and black long boots, and walking with unsteady steps, was shouting at a celebration of large Polar Bears, leading them towards the arctic island.
However, it was one thing to hear about it, but another to see it.
It was a truly astonishing sight.
A large celebration of Mutant Polar Bears, consisting of hundreds of Polar Bears, was following behind Brewmaster.
Among these hundreds of Mutant Polar Bears, there were several with powerful auras, on par with Tier-1 Transcendent.
This was a proof in itself of the terrifying strength of these Mutant Polar Bears. More importantly, 20-30 among them was quite small.
Obviously, it was a tribe, and a tribe with families at that.
However, at this moment, the leader of the tribe, the largest Mutant Polar Bear, was staring at the wine pot in the hands of Brewmaster with a profound gaze.
“Do you want to drink?” Smiling, Brewmaster played with the wine pot and teased.
*Roar, Roar…* While giving out low roars in response, the giant Polar Bear nodded excitedly, lifting its paws from time to time. It seemed to want to take a sip but was a bit afraid.
“You…” Chuckling, Old Ninth shook his head helplessly before he added with a sigh, “Alright, alright, since you’re so well-behaved, I’ll give you a sip… But just one sip, only one sip…”
*Roar* Giving out another low roar, the Polar Bear joyfully accepted the wine pot handed over by Brewmaster.
After a while…
*Gulp, gulp…*
As the Polar Bear’s throat moved up and down, a large amount of wine flowed down its throat.
However, after a while, a loud cry erupted in the vast white snowfield, “I said, just one sip, just one sip, I don’t have much left…”
Shouting loudly, Brewmaster even pounced towards the Polar Bear.
And this was the Mutant Polar Bear Tribe that Brewmaster found following Yu Zi Yu’s instructions. Except, instead of using force to suppress them, he actually won the Polar Bear Tribe’s favor with a jar of strong liquor.
Using the lure of ‘plentiful delicious food and drinks,’ he deceived the entire Polar Bear Tribe.
The reason it was considered deception was that even Brewmaster himself could not guarantee that Misty Mountain had so much alcohol. After all, this wine was not ordinary.
It was the Monkey Wine brewed by the Mutant Macaque Family at the behest of one of the three Generals of Misty Mountains, Golden Monkey. It was made by collecting a hundred types of Spirit Fruits and brewing them with Spirit Flowers.
This kind of Spirit Wine was not only excellent in taste but also had the ability to temper the body and nourish Spiritual Energy to a certain extent. As such, Spirit Wine of this caliber was a rare commodity.
So, Brewmaster, looking at the hundreds of Polar Bears following him, could not help but have his eyes twitch from time to time.
To be honest, he only wanted to bring back a dozen or so young and strong ones, but he did not expect that they would end up bringing their whole families.
[If Spirit Wine is distributed among everyone, won’t my share be significantly reduced?] Thinking this, Brewmaster felt a bit depressed.
And as he looked at the empty wine pot in his hand, the corner of his lips twitched even more.
“Buddy, we agreed on just one sip.” Complaining in an aggrieved tone, Brewmaster looked at the Polar Bear, which had lowered its head and displayed a slight blush on its face—whether out of embarrassment or due to the red wine, Brewmaster found himself at a loss for words.
[When he was asking for wine, his gaze was so sorrowful. And after drinking it, he even looked wronged!]
“Damn it, I’ve messed up this time…”
With a helpless sigh, Brewmaster, accompanied by hundreds of Polar Bears, headed in the direction of the arctic island.
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And shortly after that, Brewmaster’s eyes caught sight of a towering earthen wall.
“What’s that?” Brewmaster muttered in a voice filled with confusion, displaying a hint of bewilderment as he gazed at the solitary island across the sea.
[It has changed so much in just a few days? And then there is that city-sized giant Octopus frozen at the other end of the sea, it must be that terrifying existence whose aura alone shook most of the snow fields. But, unfortunately, this guy picked a fight with the wrong person, the Divine Tree.] Pursing his lips into a smile, a trace of mockery flashed on Brewmaster’s face.
[Among the many Mutant Beasts I’ve encountered, the fear inspired by the Divine Tree is no laughing matter. This fear isn’t just about strength; there’s also a kind of terror that goes beyond mere words.] It was precisely that kind of terror that made him follow Yu Zi Yu. In terms of strength alone, while he was not an opponent of Yu Zi Yu, if he wanted to escape, Yu Zi Yu would not be able to do anything about it.
However, at this point, Brewmaster would never admit that one of the reasons he was most reluctant to leave Misty Mountain, which was like a paradise, was because of the Spirit Pond, and more importantly the fine wine.
Furthermore, he also came to know that someone was even planting a batch of Spirit Bamboo just for him.
This treatment was not much worse than that of kings and nobles.
With a chuckle, Brewmaster lifted his foot and walked towards the sea.
After a while, amidst the bewildered eyes of the Mutant Polar Bears, a chill emanated from under Brewmaster’s feet.
*Crackle, crackle, crackle…*
Suddenly, strange crackling sounds rang as a small part of the sea underneath Brewmaster’s feet froze, just enough for Brewmaster to stand on.
“Follow me.” Just as these words rang in the Polar Bears’ ears as Brewmaster calmly walked on the sea towards the arctic island.
That was right, he was walking on the sea, like he was taking a leisure stroll in his backyard.
Although Brewmaster was a bit round, he was still showing an indescribable grace.
“I have to admit, I’m kind of envious.” At the top of the earthen wall, Qing Gang could not help but be a bit envious, looking at the approaching Brewmaster in the distance.
“Why!?” White Tiger crouched on the earthen wall was a bit puzzled.
“Look, doesn’t Ninth Brother’s demeanor look incredibly impressive and handsome as he walks across the sea?” Saying this, Qing Gang gained a deeper understanding of Brewmaster’s control of Spiritual Energy.
This level of Spiritual Energy control was not something a recently promoted Tier-2 Transcendent could match.
[No wonder Elder Sister said, ‘Old Ninth is the most unfathomable among all the Mutant Beasts.’ But then again, Old Ninth has always been unfathomable. Up until now, he hasn’t exerted his full strength.]
At this point, he remembered that Brewmaster was already a terrifying Tier-2 Transcendent before he even encountered the Divine Tree.
[Moreover, he has also consumed a large amount of Ice Elemental Stones. Who knows how terrifying he has become now? Old Ninth also possessed an amazing Innate Talent, with the help of which he can not only strengthen his physique but also continuously enhances his elemental resistance by devouring ores and minerals.]
With countless thoughts racing through his mind, Qing Gang’s scalp could not help but tingle.
[If I were to fight Old Ninth, how should I fight? If I’m right, Old Ninth must have raised his Earth Elemental resistance to a terrifying level.]
