Immortal of the Ages

The man in the violet robe stood tall and lean, towering over nine feet high.

Beside him, Feng Yao seemed petite and charming.

He bore a pair of violet dragon horns on his head, shimmering with phosphorescent light that matched the violet Corona above him, giving him an ethereal presence.

Unlike the rough black-armored guards, his features were handsome despite his burly frame, with a firm expression that was pleasing to the eye. His voice was deep and magnetic, alluring to the ear.

His violet dragon robe glimmered with flowing light—clearly an exceptional celestial garment.

"I am Long Qinyang. May I ask your names?" the young man in the violet dragon robe asked warmly.

"We're just ordinary customers, buying wine and paying the bill. Names aren't important," Yun Xiao replied.

Long Qinyang smiled slightly. "What you say is true, my friend. Earlier, the reception boys of our Southern Divine Dragon Cellar had poor attitudes and spoiled your enjoyment. On behalf of the Cellar, I apologize to you both. If you still wish to buy wine, I will personally serve you as a token of apology."

Each of these black-armored guards were as robust as a bull. So, calling them reception boys was a bit far-fetched.

"Oh?" Yun Xiao grew curious. What was this fellow up to? Could it be that he had already discovered Yun Xiao was a participant from the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm?

Yun Xiao pointed at the inscriptions on the dragon fang. "You'll personally escort us inside? And what about this?"

Long Qinyang smiled again. He waved his hand, and a burst of violet smoke rose skyward, gathering into a large hand that wiped away the inscriptions. Then he said, "We open our doors to sell wine; how can we distinguish between guests? Our Southern Divine Dragon has issued a decree. From today onward, all undesirable practices on Heavenly Deity Star Street are to be abolished."

This was getting interesting.

Yun Xiao didn't know this young man's identity, but he probably couldn't make such a big decision on his own. So, had he happened upon their reforms?

"As an apology, I am willing to offer you both a 20% discount. What do you think?" Long Qinyang added, "You may have heard that the wines of our Southern Divine Dragon Cellar are never discounted."

"Is that so?" Yun Xiao looked at him for a moment, then said, "Since you're so sincere, it would be impolite to refuse."

"You're really going?" Feng Yao asked softly.

"What is there to fear?" Yun Xiao replied.

"True enough!"

Since fighting was prohibited on Heavenly Deity Star Street, and the Southern Divine Dragon Cellar was in the public eye, there was no need to worry about safety.

"Please, both of you!"

Seeing Yun Xiao's decisiveness, a sunny smile appeared on Long Qinyang's handsome face, giving off a strong sense of righteousness.

Yun Xiao followed him into the Southern Divine Dragon Cellar.

Inside, he discovered it was larger than he'd imagined. Shelves overflowed with countless fine wines, each more dazzling than the last. Tens of thousands of guests mingled within, and just as many attendants bustled about. The air was thick with noise and chatter.

"Is this your first time at our Southern Divine Dragon Cellar?" Long Qinyang asked.

Yun Xiao and Feng Yao nodded, and his enthusiasm grew. He began introducing Yun Xiao to the place, first sharing the cellar's background, then detailing each kind of fine wine.

The Southern Divine Dragon Realm, also known as the Wine Star, was a world belonging to the Dragon Devil Clan—passionate and fiery, with fierce customs. In such a land, celestial wine had become the people's greatest passion. It could excite and intoxicate, even advance one's journey on the Immortal path and strengthen the body. It had nearly replaced celestial pills, flourishing across the realm.

These celestial wines were sought after throughout the Samsara Galaxy.

This very cellar on Heavenly Deity Star Street was one of their most famed enterprises, raking in vast amounts of Supreme Immortal Jades every day.

Yun Xiao listened to Long Qinyang's introductions, inhaled the aromas, tasted the samples, and gained a new appreciation.

The wines of the Southern Divine Dragon truly suited his palate—profound and full of character, masterpieces of the immortal way.

However, during the tour, he began to see through Long Qinyang's intentions. Amid his words, the man kept slipping in questions, probing into Yun Xiao and Feng Yao's backgrounds.

"Just as expected," Yun Xiao thought. "He's having people investigate us while keeping us here, probing from all angles... It means there's something about us he wants."

In that case, lingering would only bring trouble. The reason he had entertained the exchange was because he craved the wines here. The more he listened, the more he desired.

Over 1,000 signature wines, each with its own rich aroma and unique character. Just the scent was irresistible!

"Which one do you like? Let's buy it and go," Feng Yao said, feeling uneasy.

"I..." Yun Xiao rubbed his forehead, embarrassed. "To be honest, I'm a bit overwhelmed by the choices."

"Like having too many women in your harem and getting dazzled?" Feng Yao teased.

She knew he was greedy, but she hadn't expected his avarice to extend to wine. It was precisely because of his greed that he was overwhelmed.

"Hey, did you see the prices? These wines are expensive. With my 100,000 Supreme Immortal Jades, we can't buy many jugs. I haven't even bought anything for myself yet!" Feng Yao huffed.

"Got it, got it." Yun Xiao took a deep breath, trying to make up his mind.

At that moment, Yun Xiao reached the heart of the Southern Divine Dragon Cellar.

Suddenly, a scent hit him, making his blood surge.

"What is that...!" Yun Xiao looked up sharply. At the very top of the cellar, a golden dragon coiled.

It wasn't a real dragon—it was a wine vessel shaped like one. Using a dragon to hold wine—that was sheer audacity. But to Yun Xiao, that didn't matter.

What mattered was the wine inside that golden dragon was so fragrant, so rich. It was like a peerless beauty unmatched in the world, the focal point of all attention—the Emperor of Wines in the Southern Divine Dragon Cellar.

Just a hint of its aroma stirred every nerve in his body, making him obsessed, his blood racing, driving him mad.

To exaggerate, even if Chen Xi stood before him without a thread, she couldn't have excited him as much as this.

Yun Xiao saw it. From the dragon's fang of that golden vessel, a single drop of golden wine oozed.

It was this drop that sent its aroma sweeping across the entire hall, overshadowing all other scents.

"Heavenly Dragon's Saliva!"

Many Immortal wine lovers looked upward like pilgrims, their faces devout, and eyes fixed on that single drop of golden liquid in the sky.

At that moment, a figure in a violet dragon robe flew upward, took out a thumb-sized golden flask, and gently caught the drop.

As he capped the tiny flask, that blood-stirring aroma slowly dissipated.

Yet within the cellar, the wine enthusiasts remained restless.

"Heavenly Dragon's Saliva!"

"This aroma makes it truly deserve to be the number one divine wine in the Samsara Galaxy!"

"Apart from the Southern Divine Dragon itself, only this cellar on Heavenly Deity Star Street sells it, right?"

"One drop costs 1,000,000 Supreme Immortal Jades; who can afford that?"

Listening to their murmurs, Yun Xiao felt as though a goddess was slipping away from him.

"Hey, how much does this wine cost?" Feng Yao asked Long Qinyang, who had just descended.

Long Qinyang, smiling faintly, put away the thumb-sized flask and said calmly, "One drop is 1,000,000 Supreme Immortal Jades. One flask is 100,000,000."

"Good grief, why don't you just go rob people?" Seeing how much Yun Xiao liked it, Feng Yao had wanted to grit her teeth and buy him a few flasks. But with the little money she had, she couldn't even afford a single drop.

Long Qinyang smiled. "Miss, the name of our Heavenly Dragon's Saliva is renowned throughout the Samsara Galaxy. One drop for 1,000,000; the price is clearly marked. All wine lovers know this. How could it be considered robbery?"

Feng Yao was left speechless. Looking at the thumb-sized flask in his hand, she realized just how poor she truly was.

"Heavenly Dragon's Saliva?" Yun Xiao etched the name into his memory.

To him, fine wines didn't come with ranks or prices; beautiful memories made a wine truly exquisite.

There were only two flavors he could never forget…

The first was the lingering mellowness of the Daughter's Red tied to Zhao Xuanran and her osmanthus tree.

The second was the fiery bite of the Tiger Rod Wine, which suited Divine Dawn and her thunder and flame hamaxes perfectly.

However, this Heavenly Dragon's Saliva… it was simply too enticing, too tempting, and too far out of reach.

So, Yun Xiao turned to Feng Yao and said, "Let's go. We'll come back another time."

Feng Yao bit her lip. "Even if we can't afford Heavenly Dragon's Saliva, let's buy something else. It'd be a shame to leave empty-handed. I'll give you all my 100,000 Supreme Immortal Jades."

Yun Xiao shook his head with a smile. "You don't understand. After smelling that fine wine, everything else here is just dregs."

"Like seeing a beautiful girl, and then all others seem plain?" Feng Yao asked, a sudden understanding lighting her eyes.

"Exactly. With you here, others fade into the background," Yun Xiao chuckled.

"Humph!" Feng Yao thought he was teasing her. Even so, her heart felt warm. But she still remembered the Heavenly Dragon's Saliva and whispered softly, "Don't worry. I promised to buy you wine. It won't be long before I get it for you."

Seeing her earnest and serious expression, Yun Xiao was momentarily taken aback. A touch of emotion stirred within him, and a knowing smile slowly spread across his face.

"Take care, both of you."

Seeing that Yun Xiao and Feng Yao had decided to leave, Long Qinyang smiled courteously and waved to them at the door.

Once their figures vanished, he waved his hand. Several burly men in black melted into the shadows, stealthily following Yun Xiao and Feng Yao.

"You still haven't uncovered their backgrounds?" Long Qinyang asked a figure lurking in the darkness.

"Not yet," the shadow replied coldly. "But people who haven't even heard of the Heavenly Dragon's Saliva, and who act so unrefined—they're likely from the lower ranks. He's hiding his identity, probably just to protect himself."

"Follow them closely. Don't lose them. I'm going to see the Young Dragon Lord," Long Qinyang said.

"The Young Dragon Lord is hosting a birthday banquet, forging ties with the top ten geniuses of the Heavenly Deity Alliance. Why disturb him over such a trivial matter?" the shadow asked.

"Trivial?"

The nine-foot-tall Long Qinyang sneered, his gaze burning as he looked in the direction Feng Yao had gone. Clenching his teeth, he said, "That devil woman bears blood dragon horns with nine rings. She is the Supreme Yin Cauldron from our clan's legends! She may be useless to others, but to our Dragon Devil Clan, she's a perfect match. Our clan can use her as a cauldron to mass-produce heaven-defying geniuses!"

"Supreme Yin Cauldron?" The shadow shuddered. In a trembling voice, he said, "If that's true, even those old ancestors would personally take action, offering their blood essence into her Yin Cauldron! Let her conceive prodigies to strengthen our Southern Divine Dragon Devil Clan!"