"Thank you, senior, for saving my life!"
Long Chen hurriedly got up. Although he had already fallen into a coma at that time, his consciousness remained intact.
After losing consciousness, his body still retained memories. He knew it was Xia Guhong who saved him, and also knew that this old man was a terrifying existence. At this moment, he hurriedly stood up to pay his respects.
"There's no need to be so polite between us. Your soul is severely depleted in this battle. It seems you need to rest well for a while." Xia Guhong said as he handed a bowl of wine to Long Chen.
After Long Chen drank it, he was slightly taken aback. Xia Guhong smiled and said, "This is soul-nourishing wine, brewed by a junior sister. I can't possibly make such soft wine." The
fine wine roared and instantly spread through his limbs and bones, forming a torrent that slowly surged into Long Chen's sea of consciousness.
At this moment, countless cracks appeared in Long Chen's sea of consciousness, looking shattered. This time, the wound to his soul was far more severe than his physical injury.
In the state where purple energy generated in the starsea was terrifying, the consumption of his soul power was terrifying, especially when activating the power of the stars. That force, like a wild horse galloping, required massive control; otherwise, if it lost control, the terrifying force would instantly burst Long Chen.
This was the first time in Long Chen's history that he had mastered a power that did not belong to him. If not for his soul power being strong enough, he simply wouldn't have been able to control that kind of power.
As the alcohol surged into his soul space, Long Chen's soul was visibly repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The alcohol was soft but had lingering aftereffects, far more effective than the Soul-Nourishing Pill Long Chen had refined himself.
Long Chen couldn't help but marvel at how the Wine God Palace's experts were all unfathomable—truly a place where dragons and tigers lay in wait.
After Long Chen finished a bowl of wine, Xia Guhong poured him another bowl. Feeling embarrassed to trouble Xia Guhong, Long Chen wanted to pour it himself, but Xia Guhong stopped him.
"Seeing you, I feel like I see my younger self—just as spirited and unrestrained. Youth really is wonderful!" Xia Guhong sighed, his eyes filled with a hint of nostalgia.
Long Chen said, "Senior, ..."
"Senior, senior? It's called 'distant'. Cultivation knows no time, and there's no such thing as seniority. Just call me Brother Guhong." Xia Guhong said.
A warmth spread through Long Chen's heart, and at the same time, several figures appeared in his mind.
"What's wrong?" Do you think I'm old? "Xia Guhong saw Long Chen suddenly fall into deep thought and couldn't help but laugh.
"No, no, no, Brother Guhong, I just suddenly remembered a few of you. They're as generous and bold as you—true men who stand tall and upright." Long Chen hurriedly said.
"Oh?" To be called a true man of integrity, I have to get to know him. Xia Guhong immediately became interested.
Long Chen's eyes reddened slightly: "Unfortunately, they don't have the chance to meet Brother Guhong." The
title 'Big Brother' reminded Long Chen of the great emperors Yun Shang, Qing Xu, Mo Li, and Ziyang, and made him miss them even more. Whenever he thought of them, his heart was filled with remembrance and reverence.
Under Xia Guhong's persistent questioning, Long Chen briefly explained the matter of the Tianwu Continent regarding several great emperors, which moved Xia Guhong deeply.
"What a pity, truly a pity. In the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands of the Immortal Realm, famed for endless prodigies, heroes everywhere, aside from my younger brother, no one has caught my eye.
Those who could catch my eye have long since passed away. Heroes of the world cannot come from the same generation, and even those who raise their cups and drink heartily are gone. How tragic! Xia Guhong sighed, clearly filled with respect for the emperors as well.
Long Chen had always believed that the five emperors were brilliant and exceptionally gifted, each able to create their own unique techniques, unmatched throughout history. This was the true peerless prodigy. Compared to them, he was nothing but an ordinary talent.
From the five Great Emperors, Long Chen had comprehended countless profound truths. Even in the Immortal Realm, he had never encountered anyone who could rival them. In his heart, the five Great Emperors were supreme.
Whether in cultivation, aptitude, comprehension, wisdom, or sentiment, they are flawless beings.
A small Tianwu Continent could cultivate five unparalleled Great Emperors, yet Long Chen had been in the Immortal Realm for so long. Regardless of cultivation level or status, none of the people Long Chen met lacked the noble aura typical of an Emperor.
"Brother Guhong, you don't need to feel lonely. When our Dragon Blood Legion reunites, there will be plenty of people who can drink with you. You can say without hesitation: every member of our Dragon Blood Legion is a true man you can entrust your life to." Seeing Xia Guhong sigh deeply, Long Chen smiled and said.
"Alright, then let's wait for your good news. If you have brothers, just bring them to the Wine God Palace. Big brother doesn't have much else, but he definitely won't lack wine." Xia Guhong laughed heartily, speaking with heroic spirit.
Long Chen and Xia Guhong drank dozens of bowls of wine in a row, feeling extremely satisfied. However, Xia Guhong was drinking wine he had brewed himself, and since Long Chen was injured, he couldn't drink his wine.
As the two drank, Long Chen shared stories about his own Dragon Blood Legion, chatting and drinking together, finding great chemistry.
"Brother Guhong, don't just listen to me. You should tell me about your own story and let me know." Long Chen raised a bowl of wine and said.
"Me?"
Xia Guhong was taken aback, seemingly lost in memories. He wasn't sure where to start his lecture, perhaps organizing his thoughts.
But after a while, Xia Guhong shook his head and said, "Forget it, there's nothing to say. I've forgotten a lot of things."
Bro, you've almost finished your drink. Drinking more won't do you any good. Take a break first. Bro, some wine is still fermenting. I'll go check it out." After
saying this, Xia Guhong got up and left. Long Chen was stunned, watching Xia Guhong's back, a strange feeling welling up in his heart.
"In youth, I did not know the taste of sorrow, so I forced myself to speak of sorrow in new verses. Now I have fully tasted the taste of sorrow, yet I say the weather is cool—what a fine autumn. Long
Chen looked at the wine in his bowl and couldn't help but sigh. Xia Guhong was a monarch of his generation, and even more so, a famous overlord in history, who had weathered countless storms in his life.
Long Chen asked about his past, seemingly stirring something on his mind, and he lost even the mood to drink.
"When things don't go as one wishes, seven or eight out of ten are always the same. Even as the ruler of a nation and a Divine Venerable realm expert, there are still things that don't go as he wishes. Long
Chen didn't know much about Xia Guhong, but he had heard some comments from people in Longyan Prefecture. He was a super powerhouse with a story, but he seemed unwilling to talk about his past.
Perhaps when he recalls the past, the pain outweighs the joy. True strength never complains to anyone, only silently endures alone.
Long Chen drank the wine in his bowl in one gulp, then immersed his mind in the chaotic space. Soon, he witnessed a scene that left him in disbelief.