Chapter 48: The Drunken Wine Insect

"Could something have gone wrong?" Long Xuan was extremely anxious and could no longer focus on studying the forbidden technique. He pushed the lid of the jar slightly open and peeked inside.

To his shock, he saw a small white snake belly-up, eyes closed, floating motionless on the surface of the liquor as if it were dead.

If not for the progress indicator, he would have thought the snake was truly dead.

Long Xuan's expression became animated as an unbelievable thought crossed his mind: Could this wine insect have passed out drunk? He wondered incredulously.

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In this world, spiritual liquor is made from various heavenly natural treasures, resulting in extremely potent drinks.

But he went further, distilling the spiritual liquor several times, making it extraordinarily strong—likely strong enough to kill someone. Even a wine insect, known for its high tolerance, might not withstand it and would simply pass out drunk.

Long Xuan blinked, utterly bewildered.

Could it be? Had this wine insect really gotten drunk?

How was this possible? This was a wine insect, famous in this world for its immense drinking capacity, said to never be fazed even after three large jars.

And now it was passed out drunk? What happened to its legendary tolerance? What kind of wine insect was this? How shameful!

Long Xuan was completely at a loss. He had never heard of a wine insect getting drunk. The fact that a wine insect could actually pass out from drinking was a once-in-a-lifetime oddity, something unheard of, opening his eyes to a new phenomenon.

What should he do now? Should he fish it out? He dared not act recklessly, fearing that he might ruin everything.

But if he left it, and it died from the alcohol, he'd be in big trouble! This jar of liquor had cost him an unimaginable amount of resources, far exceeding the cost of the Eye of Heavenly secret! The most crucial thing was that he only had one peak-grade wine insect.

Long Xuan hesitated, almost worrying himself sick.

In the end, he dared not make any unnecessary moves.

Since he didn't understand what was happening, he decided to just leave it be. Long Xuan resigned himself to fate, thinking, "Whatever happens, happens. If it dies, so be it—it's just one peak-grade spiritual insect, I can afford the loss."

With this pragmatic thought, he felt a bit more at ease. He sealed the lid tightly and returned to his chair to continue researching the forbidden technique.

Time flew by, and another hundred days passed. By this time, Long Xuan had developed 80% of the forbidden technique, just a step away from completion.

Rubbing his sore neck, he couldn't resist taking a break. He stood up slowly and walked to the wine jar, carefully pushing the lid open a crack, peeking inside nervously.

To his dismay, the little white snake was still floating belly-up, eyes closed, as if dead.

Long Xuan sighed softly.

It was still there, soaked and thoroughly marinated.

The Origin Realm had a 100% reality simulation; the forbidden technique's destructive power in the real world could be perfectly replicated there, including environmental damage.

And since everything in the Origin Realm was illusory, using the forbidden technique there wouldn't consume real life force.

Thus, he could indulge in testing the forbidden technique's power in the Origin Realm, satisfying his curiosity.

At this moment, Long Xuan entered the Origin Realm again, conjuring a white energy ball in his hands, which he then spun, compressed, and detonated, creating deafening explosions and blasting huge craters into the ground.

Some craters were as large as football fields, showcasing terrifying destructive power.

This was the horror of using life force for power, far surpassing the destruction caused by spiritual power.

Long Xuan laughed maniacally in the illusionary realm, like a mad bomber, destroying everything around him.

Since he was at home and closest to Elder Long's residence, the Origin Realm was limited by distance, so he could only replicate Elder Long's house, blowing it to bits.

He continued until his life force was depleted, his hair turning white. Only then did he reluctantly leave the illusionary realm.

Looking at the forbidden technique book he had created on the table, he felt immense satisfaction, still riding the wave of excitement.

After closing the not-so-thick book, he wrote "Spirit Bomb" on the cover.

This was the name he gave to the forbidden technique.

Lastly, he added "◎Written by Long Xuan," in the lower right corner of the cover, before stopping his pen, a proud smile on his face.

How much could this forbidden technique book be worth?

Curiosity sparked within Long Xuan; he wanted to test its value at an auction house.

But reason told him not to. Forbidden techniques must not be casually shared. The fewer who knew, the stronger the technique remained.

The more people knew, the more likely he would encounter enemies who could counter the technique. The unknown was always the most terrifying.

After calming down, he carefully stored the "Spirit Bomb" book away.

Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he hurriedly walked outside.

He had finally remembered the wine insect still soaking in the jar and decided to check on it immediately.

Despite being prepared for failure, hope still lingered in his heart. What if it succeeded? No one wants to give up until the last moment.

After all, it was a peak-grade Gu insect. Just the thought of possibly owning one excited Long Xuan, filling him with high hopes.