Seemingly at the very instant that Feng Zhi pushed open the door, the Alcohol Immortal looked over.

"Little girl, and little dragon, you're finally back." Alcohol Immortal was extremely enthusiastic.

Of course, the reason why the Alcohol Immortal had such an attitude was because she had almost finished drinking the wine that Feng Zhi left him with.

Feng Zhi did not bother with the Alcohol Immortal at all, and pulled Long Yan to sit on the stone bench beside him.

Feng Zhi was never stingy towards her own people, she raised her hand and the stone table was filled with wine jars. She placed some of each of the four different types of wine on the table.

In fact, before Feng Zhi left, she already had the idea of playing outside for a while, so she didn't know when she would return. Thus, she placed enough wine at Alcohol Immortal's place for an entire year.

However, Alcohol Immortal was already addicted to the wine brewed by Feng Zhi, and was only missing the bottle. That was why she drank all of the wine left behind by Feng Zhi two or three months earlier.

If Feng Zhi still did not come back, Alcohol Immortal, whose appetite had been stoked by her wine, would not personally go and capture Feng Zhi.

Thus, when he saw Feng Zhi taking out the wine without saying anything, the Alcohol Immortal was immediately beaming with joy.

Drinking all the remaining liquor in the small jar in her hand, Alcohol Immortal immediately put away the jar of wine that was placed on the table. Only then did she carefully look at the two of them, and her face revealed a shocked expression, "Yi, little girl, after leaving for less than a year, your strength has actually improved so greatly …"

Even with Alcohol Immortal's strength, he couldn't help but take in a deep breath.

It had to be known that there were countless warriors in the entire Profound Martial Continent, but only a few of them could break through to the Martial Saint. As for those Martial Saint rank experts, those that could break through to the Martial God Realm, were not rare in numbers.

From this, it could be seen how powerful the Alcohol Immortal was.

However, Alcohol Immortal knew that even if it was him, when she was only Feng Zhi's age, she still could not compare to Feng Zhi's current strength.

In fact, it could even be described as a world of difference.

This...

Thinking of this, Alcohol Immortal's eyes lit up.

Feng Zhi, her strength is already not inferior to Martial Saint, and looking at the situation, she should definitely enter the realm of Martial Gods as well. Then, after the youngest Martial Saint rank expert, would she become the youngest Martial God in countless years?

Alcohol Immortal was already looking forward to the future.

Feng Zhi and Long Yan did not notice the excitement in Alcohol Immortal's eyes, and Feng Zhi laughed: "Master Alcohol Immortal, I haven't seen you in a few months still."

Alcohol Immortal then laughed loudly.

He first looked at Long Yan who had a displeased look on his face, "This dragon cub really holds a grudge. Back then, didn't I just give him a light beating, why does he still hold a grudge against me now?"

Long Yan looked coldly at Alcohol Immortal.

Therefore, Alcohol Immortal did not tease Long Yan anymore, he looked at Feng Zhi, "Girl, you don't come for no reason, just speak, once you return you will come to me, is there something you want to ask of me? If you say that I am in a good mood, then I can help you out. "

Feng Zhi raised her eyebrows, "If Lord Alcohol Immortal is not in a good mood, you will use wine to exchange?"

The Alcohol Immortal naturally nodded repeatedly.

However, Feng Zhi said: "Master Alcohol Immortal, you should be clear that my wine is not that easy to obtain. In this past half year, you have been drinking the wine I give you everyday, shouldn't you be able to fully feel the effects of my wine?"

Alcohol Immortal froze.

After a long while, he finally returned to normal. Then, he immediately glared at Feng Zhi.

Because the instant he glared, Long Yan, who was originally displeased with Alcohol Immortal, cast him another cold glance.

Long Yan was not so petty as to hold a grudge. If Alcohol Immortal had only injured him, he would definitely not remember till now. At most, he would just wait until he had enough strength before beating Alcohol Immortal up.

However, on his first meeting with Alcohol Immortal, not only had Alcohol Immortal injured him, she had also injured Feng Zhi.

This point, Long Yan absolutely could not tolerate.

Furthermore, once he saw Alcohol Immortal, Long Yan would immediately remember how he could only helplessly watch Feng Zhi get injured because his strength was inferior to Alcohol Immortal's.

In this way, it would be strange if he would have a good impression of Alcohol Immortal.

If not for the fact that he was pulled here by Feng Zhi, Long Yan would never have come over to the Alcohol Immortal.

The Alcohol Immortal did not have time to pay attention to Long Yan's reaction. He only looked him in the eye for a long time before saying helplessly, "Alright, alright, alright. Girl, you don't know where you're going to be so cautious.

Feng Zhi laughed with pride.

Of course she knew the Alcohol Immortal's thirst for the wine in her hands.

Out of the four wines that Feng Zhi brewed, all of them were made with extremely valuable and rare spirit medicines, which could only be brewed with spirit water from the cultivator. One could imagine the benefits that drinking this wine often would bring to warriors.

Back then, Feng Zhi had sold a small jar of wine to the other clans for a price of 500,000 gold. That was a very reasonable price, not expensive at all.

Alcohol Immortal had been drinking Feng Zhi's wine every day for the past half year, absorbing the spirit energy from the wine every day, she was afraid that only he knew the benefits herself.

In terms of Profound Martial Continent, the highest ranking martial artist was only the War God.

However, could it be that once a person reached the War God, they would no longer be able to advance any further? If they could, then what level would they reach after the War God?

This question was a question that no one had been able to answer for countless tens of thousands of years.

Furthermore, it was many times more difficult to climb than Martial Saint. Even if most Martial Gods were able to break through to this level, because they had exhausted almost all of their own vitality before breaking through, they would only be able to live up to a hundred years after becoming a Martial God.

But Alcohol Immortal was different.

He was the most outstanding person in his era, and had even lived for more than a thousand years after becoming a Martial God.

It would be fine if he did not see any hope of advancing further, and lead a life like a god. But now that he could see hope, if he hoped to explore to a higher realm, and obtain the strong temptation of becoming stronger, how could the Alcohol Immortal give up?

But what he could hope to see was the wine that Feng Zhi had given him.

In the beginning, he only felt that his entire body felt warm and comfortable from drinking that wine, but later on, he was shocked to discover that the Inner Qi in his body, which had been stagnant and unmoving for more than a thousand years, had actually loosened because of that.