Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

It was already late autumn, and winter solstice was approaching.

The weather was cold, so fires had already been lit around the area before midnight.

Various seafood was roasting over the fire, including fish and shrimp, making for a lavish feast.

Everyone had eaten their fill and sat around the fire, no longer feeling the cold, enjoying the warmth and bustle.

They chatted together, sharing family news and talking about interesting happenings in the village.

Uncle Zhang mentioned that the New Year pig was fattening up, just waiting to be slaughtered in the twelfth month; Auntie Wang said she planned to make extra sausage this year because it tasted so good when smoked; a few children clung to their parents, expressing their wishes to set off fireworks during the New Year...

Luo Xingchen was among the crowd, feeling as if he were in a dream.

He had entered such a place and encountered so many indescribable beings...

And these forbidden beings were just like ordinary mortals, discussing everyday family matters and groceries.

Was he really in a supreme forbidden land, or had he come to the realm of the mundane, mingling with mortals?

He felt somewhat dazed.

"Come on, old Luo, let me introduce you to some people."

At that moment, Second Elder came over and pulled him towards another bonfire.

There, Ming Tianbei, Blood Spear, Shan Ming, and other Demon Marshals were drinking.

When they saw Second Elder coming, Ming Tianbei and the others quickly rose to their feet.

"Your elder is here, please have a seat!"

Luo Xingchen, upon seeing Ming Tianbei and the others, felt a bit strange.

Such a place still had such weak cultivators?

But then, he instantly felt his eyes burn with envy.

Because such weak demon cultivators were all wearing Forbidden Artifacts!

Each person was clad in patched-up rags, but each patch emitted a terrifying forbidden aura, clearly surpassing all battle armors!

Additionally, he saw a demon marshal wearing a tattered headband that clearly nurtured the Primordial Spirit, another with a pot spoon hung at his waist that even his martial expert eyes couldn't discern its purpose!

There was even a demon marshal with a Fencha beside him, emanating a chaotic and dense aura that made his heart palpitate!

...

Each item was extremely terrifying!

Damn... they were too wealthy!

Luo Xingchen felt that if he obtained any piece of equipment from these demon marshals, he would dare to tread that path!

Envy and admiration filled him!

"Tian Bei, let me introduce him; his name is Luo Xingchen."

Second Elder spoke, and he already knew Luo Xingchen's name from the table's talk, continuing:

"Old Luo is a hapless fellow, old and yet troubled with a mental illness. Little Li and I discussed and decided we must find a place for old Luo to stay in the village."

"Little Li suggested building a lunatic asylum. Tian Bei, you're hardworking and ambitious… always picking up garbage, what a waste of talent!"

"From now on, you, along with Blood Spear and Shan Ming, will manage the lunatic asylum, how does that sound?"

Upon hearing this, Ming Tianbei and the others were stunned and turned to look at Luo Xingchen.

In an instant, they were shocked!

They could clearly sense that although this old man was highly restrained, he still emitted a terrifyingly powerful aura!

—Ming Tianbei and the others couldn't sense the cultivation level of the villagers, but now they could feel a hint of Luo Xingchen's terror.

"This... a mental illness? He's clearly a supreme expert!"

Shan Ming muttered.

"Very strong… extremely strong, beyond comprehension!"

Blood Spear added solemnly.

Ming Tianbei was even more panicked, this kind of expert... he was supposed to manage?

"Second Elder, I'm afraid I can't handle him..."

He couldn't help but speak to Second Elder, showing his apprehension.

Upon hearing this, Second Elder simply waved his hand and declared:

"With so many young fellows here, are you still afraid of one old man? I'll ask Uncle Zhang to give you his cattle whip. If old Luo goes bersky, just whip him, don't be afraid!"

Upon hearing this, Ming Tianbei immediately became excited and asked:

"Second Elder, are you serious?"

"Uncle Zhang's cattle whip, can I really have it?"

He knew that the whip Uncle Zhang used to herd cattle was outrageously powerful.

It was far stronger than any garbage he usually picked up.

He had long coveted that whip, just waiting for the day Uncle Zhang discarded it, thinking it wasn't useful anymore so he could pick it up as garbage!

But that day had never come.

Second Elder said:

"Would I lie to you? It's just a cattle whip, not some precious item. He can just make a new one later…"

And Luo Xingchen, listening to all this, was stunned.

He had just learned at the dinner table that Uncle Zhang...

was also a terrifying forbidden being.

His cattle whip? What kind of magical weapon must that be!

Moreover, although he hadn't seen the village's cattle, he had seen the cattle dung.

If the dung was that horrific, how ferocious must the cattle be?

Definitely far stronger than himself!

The whip used for herding cattle could probably obliterate him directly.

At this moment, Second Elder also looked at Luo Xingchen, sternly instructing:

"Don't underestimate Tian Bei and the others for being garbage pickers in our village. They have the spirit of scavengers, never stealing or robbing, always diligent—follow their lead and obey!"

"Otherwise, if you get whipped, don't blame me!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Xingchen hurriedly said:

"Grandpa... rest assured, I will obey. I am mentally ill, but I'll be obedient!"

He was truly cowed now!

Not to mention getting the terrifying forbidden artifact from that Uncle Zhang, just by what these demon marshals wore...

even Luo Xingchen wouldn't dare provoke them.

"That... Tian Bei, brother, no, Tian Bei the Warden, cheers to you… please take good care of me, this mentally ill man, in the future!"

He raised his drink and toasted Ming Tianbei!

...

Several large jars of liquor were almost emptied.

Compared to the usual refined white liquor, the raw draft beer and fruit beer were less potent, so everyone drank more.

"I'm so full… Master, can we still have a seafood feast in the future?"

Zi Ling rubbed her bulging belly, holding a cup of fruit beer, her eyes sparkling.

"Of course, if the opportunity arises."

Li Fan also spoke, having grown accustomed to eating birds and beasts from the land, he found the taste of seafood quite refreshing.

"Master, the unrefined liquor is really delightful... I feel like I could drink another barrel!"

Wu Dade took a large sip from his cup, seeming deeply unsatisfied with just that much.

Many disciples actually felt, for the first time, the sensation of drinking without getting drunk.

Normally at this point, they would have been nearly passed out.

"Unrefined liquor intoxicates invisibly."

Li Fan spoke leisurely,

"Da De, you may not feel it now, but soon, once the liquor ferments inside you, its potency will increase manifold, not much less potent than a well-brewed drink."

This was the magic of unrefined alcohol, unnoticed at first until one falls over as it ferments.

As Li Fan's voice fell, Lu Rang next to him already started exclaiming.

"My body feels so relaxed... The spirit of the liquor reaches all my limbs... How exhilarating!"

He felt as though every cell in his body was rejoicing, extremely comfortable.

This vigor of alcohol directly infused his entire body, transforming his limbs and bones!

This was... a sign of reaching the Four Refinement Realm!

"Qing Chen, you've broken through to the Four Refinements?"

Nan Feng was astonished.

Everyone was taken by surprise.

But, immediately after, Qing Chen simply collapsed to the ground!

The potency of the alcohol fermented, and he was completely intoxicated.

Then, one after another, the disciples started succumbing to the effects of the liquor.

"The strength of the liquor… It's really fermenting!"

Nan Feng was slightly startled, feeling the warmth rush through her body like a torrent, striking every acupuncture point, making her entire body's points tremble, and she fell limply, overwhelmed as if by a tidal wave!

Her body was being transformed, and the liquor had affected her... she too was drunk.

"Ah... every cell feels tingly… Master, I can't hold on anymore..."

Zi Ling was dizzy, the rush of liquor suddenly overwhelming, propelling her into the rapid advancements of the Four Refinement Realm, and she struggled to adjust.

"Drunk while viewing the lights and swords… Dreaming back to the sound of bugles joining camps…"

Dugu Yuqing was muttering, in his drunken state envisioning a cavalry charge, wishing to cleave the heavens with his sword.

"Broken Sword shall see the day of reforging… My sword, will return…"

Dugu Yuqing, at the point of reaching Four Refinements, also collapsed inebriated.

"Why are you trembling too… Are you drunk as well?"

Lu Rang, cradling his plant, his face flushed, the plant trembling too, each leaf being transformed because he had also poured some alcohol for the plant!

"What a pity… If I brewed some medicine to combine with this liquor strength, I could probably reach Wu Zang, Six Accumulations… I really want to sleep… Let's talk tomorrow..."

Su Baiqian fell into a deep sleep, her little fox nestled in her arms, also drunk.

"Burp…"

Wu Dade had just claimed he could drink another barrel, yet now he too was all tingled, lying on top of Big Black Dog, saying,

"Dead Dog… don't you dare take advantage of Fat Master's drunken state… or else I'll kill you…"

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep, Big Black Dog licking the liquor in the bowl while giving Wu Dade a disdainful glance, but didn't move and just let Wu Dade lean on him.

"To turn into one like a befuddled person retreated into woods…"

Jiang Li was drowsy, and amidst it all, as if black and white energies pervaded his limbs and bones...

Gong Ya and Xinning were also lost to drunkenness, experiencing breakthroughs as the liquor fermented.

In a blink, everyone in the small courtyard lay fallen, drunk and breaking through.

Li Fan couldn't help but smile, these disciples, their tolerance for liquor was really poor.

As the deep night wind rose, and deep autumn approached winter's chill, Li Fan saw everyone drunk and immediately finished the unrefined liquor in his cup before rising.

As usual, he carried Nan Feng, Zi Ling, and others back, then returned to drag Wu Dade and the rest.

Yun Xi, face flushed from intoxication, helped him with dragging.

In the cold of the deep night, after dragging all the male disciples, Li Fan took care of Yun Xi to sleep.

Inside Yun Xi's sachet, he carefully placed some calming and peaceful herbs by her pillow.

He was quite worried, this foolish girl had just had a nightmare, and now with the Red Dust Jade, he feared her spirit could be disturbed, affecting her sleep.

After watching over by the bed for a long while, seeing a sweet smile forming between Yun Xi's brows,

Li Fan, assured, finally left.

...

At this moment,

in the small courtyard.

An old hen leisurely walked to a corner of the yard, where a broken wooden basin lay.

In the basin, filled with a bit of clean water, were about a dozen "mud fish".

The old hen casually pecked at a few.

"In those days when surrounded by dark energies, I relied quite a bit on these things to survive... It's rather nostalgic."

Earth Chicken spoke, sentiment tinged in its voice,

"Familiar taste... just the realm is too low, the meat isn't genuine."

Elsewhere, a dragon's shadow shook the heavens, as a five-clawed True Dragon swooped by the basin, the scenes within the yard astonishing, several True Dragons devouring the Eternal Ring Demon Serpent!

"These are just small fry... Boring!"

The voice of the True Dragon sounded disdainfully, smacking its lips.

"Making such a racket while eating? If you wake the masters and they put us in the pot instead of those Ash Mist Creatures tomorrow..."

The old hen spoke coldly.

The True Dragon immediately felt aggrieved, all of them retreated back into the pond, daring not to make any more commotion.

Only then did the old hen not focus on those dragons, but said:

"The master left behind that piece of Red Dust Jade... and it shattered."

It seemed somewhat incredulous, saying,

"Who could have shattered the master's Red Dust Jade?"

At this point, the Peach Tree also spoke up:

"The Red Dust Jade split into twelve, spread across the Four Domains Eight Desolations... If I'm not wrong, the divine power of the twelve shards has already fused into the Four Domains Eight Desolations."

"She used the master's jade to set up a grand strategy."

"She took that path, knowing she could never return, hence set this strategy... to face the enemies after her."

Hearing this, the old hen was profoundly moved, muttering:

"Such painstaking effort..."

"It's such a grand formation, targeting the dark forces on that path?"

"That dark force on the path, what realm has it reached now?"

The Peach Tree was quite indifferent:

"With the master around, in this life, whoever reaches out will disappear forever from the eternal lost paths!"

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