The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

After Matthew followed Gong Wenbin into the courtyard, he saw a scruffy old man lying leisurely on a recliner.

There is a small wooden table beside him.

There are two wine bottles on it.

There are many wine jars around the yard.

The entire courtyard was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

After seeing the two people come in, the old drunkard sat up lazily.

After taking out two handfuls each from the storage bag, he placed them beside him.

Then the small wooden table was moved to the middle position between the three chairs.

Matthew and the two had already walked to his side and sat down directly.

"Old ghost Gong, why are you free to come to my place today? Have you finished what I told you last time?" The two of them just sat down, and the old drunkard said immediately.

"Stop talking, that guy Gu Zhi is very clever and doesn't show any flaws. I asked Gao Feng to test him many times, but he couldn't get anything out of him." Gong Wenbin shook his head.

While talking, he naturally took out a wine bottle from his storage bag and placed it on the table.

After opening the jug, a strong aroma of wine wafted out from inside.

After the originally lazy old drunkard smelled the aroma of alcohol, he seemed to be a changed person instantly.

He suddenly stood up from the recliner and reached out to take away the wine bottle.

Gong Wenbin's reaction was not slow. He shrank his arms and stuffed the wine bottle into his arms.

When the old drunkard saw this, his cheek twitched and he could only sit back on the recliner.

"You old ghost, you do this every time! If you want to ask anything, just say it." The old drunkard said angrily.

Gong Wenbin didn't care about this at all. He leisurely took out a cup, poured some spirit wine from the jug and handed the cup to the old drunkard.

When the old drunkard saw this, his eyes lit up and he immediately reached out to take the glass.

Without any movement, he drank the spiritual wine in the cup in one gulp.

"You added some dark flame bamboo leaves to this wine. It's pretty good. You definitely didn't make this wine. Tell me where you got it." After drinking the spirit wine, the old drunkard shook his head and said.

"Hehe, I definitely can't tell you the origin of the wine. If you can tell me something more about Gu Xiaozi, I can give you this jug of wine."

Seeing that the old drunkard had taken the bait, Gong Wenbin revealed his purpose.

"Didn't I tell you everything I know about Gu Xiaozi? I don't know much about him, and that's all I know." The old drunkard shook his head and said.

"I plan to force him again. If it doesn't work, let him participate in the competition!" Gong Wenbin suddenly said with a chill in his eyes.

"So, you came here this time to ask me to arrange for Gu Xiaozi to compete?"

Although the old drunkard drinks all day long, his head is still clear.

He knew very well that arranging for Gu Zhi to be forced to participate in the competition would definitely not be possible with Gong Wenbin's ability.

Gong Wenbin did this because he wanted to use it as a threat to force Gu Zhi to reveal his cultivation method.

The old drunkard rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "You old ghost's calculations have been heard even in the sky. Do you think this matter is a bit too simple? There are many ways to deal with Gu Xiaozi. Why do you insist? It’s come this far.”

"I'm almost 150 years old. If I don't give it a try, I'll have to wait for death!" Gong Wenbin gritted his teeth with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

Although he said it through gritted teeth, the old drunkard didn't react at all.

Slowly leaning on the recliner, shaking his legs and saying: "I have many ways to force Gu boy to participate in the competition. It's just..."

He deliberately kept his words secret and did not finish the sentence.

Seeing this, Gong Wenbin frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "It's just nothing. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"It's just that you want me to do that for just this bottle of wine. The price you pay is a bit too light." The old drunkard chuckled when he saw that his goal had been achieved.

Gong Wenbin obviously guessed that the old drunkard would say such things.

After the old drunkard finished speaking, he immediately took out nine bottles of wine that were exactly the same as those in his hand from the storage bag.

After placing them on the table one by one, Gong Wenbin said: "Of course there are more than one bottle, they are all here. When the matter is completed, there will be ten more bottles."

But after listening to Gong Wenbin's words, the old drunkard didn't have much reaction.

The old god was shaking his legs. He just glanced at the ten bottles of wine on the table and said with a grin: "Not enough."

"Old drunkard, don't be too greedy. I spent a lot of spiritual stones to get these." Seeing the greedy look on the old drunkard's face, Gong Wenbin said with some annoyance.

"Who in the entire elixir mountain doesn't know that I, the old drunkard, am greedy. With this little thing, you have to ask me to do things, so I'm sorry to obey." The old drunkard didn't care about the other person's expression at all, and shook his legs.

After the old drunkard finished speaking, Gong Wenbin said nothing more and flicked his sleeves.

After he put away all the spiritual wine on the table, he turned around and left.

Gong Wenbin's actions surprised the old drunkard, but he did not stop him.