After a considerable time, Ye Feng's eyes reopened, and his entire being felt refreshed.
"What a wonderful thing!"
Ye Feng muttered, then examined the jade dew beneath the Nourishing Spirit Ganoderma in the jade pond. He had drunk the jade dew when he was seriously injured and found it to have potent healing effects.
"I'll try a little!"
Ye Feng dared not be greedy. After all, his body was not what it used to be. When his body was strong before, drinking the jade dew had already caused him immense pain due to the overwhelming medicinal power.
"Gulp~"
"Ugh!"
Ye Feng had only swallowed a small mouthful when he let out a pained groan. He felt as if what he had drunk were not liquids but countless knives…
The jade dew entered Ye Feng's body and quickly permeated his limbs and bones, like countless blades piercing through him, causing him to sweat profusely from the pain.
Ye Feng collapsed onto the ground, curled up like a shrimp…
"Hoo~!"
After a long while, Ye Feng's tightly furrowed brow gradually relaxed. At this moment, his clothes were soaked through with sweat.
"It's utterly preposterous… the weak cannot be supplemented, can they…."
Looking at the jade dew in the jade pond, Ye Feng felt somewhat dejected.
Because the jade dew he had just drunk had passed directly through his body and dissipated into the air…
"Forget it, I'll find another way!"
Ye Feng muttered, storing the Nourishing Spirit Ganoderma and the jade dew into his spatial warehouse. He then continued to search for supplies at the scene.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Ye Feng was a little surprised because he spotted a wine jar. It was the one he had found in the temple high above when he was exploring the Ancient Sand Dune Battlefield.
"Green silk is sharper than a green blade, and strong liquor is none other than Nu'er Hong!"
Looking at the inscription on the wine jar, Ye Feng frowned slightly and murmured, "This wine… it seems someone left it in the temple of the Ancient Sand Dune Battlefield… According to Jiang Si Shan's analysis, this jar of Nu'er Hong was a gift for a heroic woman… The system even gave a prompt back then…"
"I wonder if it tastes good~"
Ye Feng stared at the wine jar for a long while, his curiosity piqued.
Immediately, Ye Feng opened the seal of the wine jar, and a peculiar fragrance wafted out, making him feel comfortable all over.
"Whoosh~!"
Ye Feng quickly took out a cup, poured some wine from the jar, and began to drink.
"Truly excellent!"
After a slight sip, Ye Feng immediately praised.
Subsequently, Ye Feng, whose mood was not very good, began to drink alone. Before he knew it, he was a little tipsy…
…
At noon,
"What's going on? Why are there so many supplies…"
Qiao Ying walked into the living room and murmured, looking at the miscellaneous supplies Ye Feng had spread everywhere.
"Such a strong smell of alcohol… Wait… this unique aroma of wine…"
Qiao Ying muttered, and her expression suddenly changed. She realized she had smelled this peculiar wine aroma a long time ago…
After searching for a while, Qiao Ying quickly found the wine jar on a round table in the corner of the living room, along with Ye Feng, who was slumped over the table…
"Green silk is sharper than a green blade, and strong liquor is none other than Nu'er Hong… It… it really is Qing Si Lie…"
Qiao Ying's pupils contracted as she saw the two lines of text carved on the wine jar's exterior, her expression filled with astonishment.
"Ye Feng… Ye Feng, wake up. How do you have Qing Si Lie?"
Immediately, Qiao Ying nudged the slumped Ye Feng at the round table and asked.
"What? Qing Si Lie?"
Ye Feng raised his head, looking at Qiao Ying with his drowsy eyes.
"It's this jar of wine!"
Saying that, Qiao Ying pointed to the wine jar on the round table.
"Hmm? Isn't that Nu'er Hong? Why is it called Qing Si Lie?"
Ye Feng rubbed his eyes, looking somewhat confused.
"It is indeed Nu'er Hong, but it's also called Qing Si Lie! We use the latter name more often…"
Qiao Ying's expression was quite excited, "This is the wine that the Martial God gave to us Feather Tribe. It is said to be brewed by the Martial God himself, and it is extremely rare!"
"I drank a very, very small cup of it before… After Angel City was sealed away by Her Majesty the Queen, I never saw it again… I didn't expect to find it here…" Qiao Ying's voice was filled with nostalgia and a hint of sadness.
"The… the wine that the Martial God gave to your Feather Tribe…"
Hearing this, Ye Feng, who was somewhat drunk,'s eyes widened, and he looked at Qiao Ying with great surprise.
"Mhm, mhm!"
Qiao Ying nodded, "It's to commemorate the friendship between our Feather Tribe and the Martial God, and perhaps it was also the Martial God's way of expressing his gratitude to the Feather Tribe… I'm not too sure about the specifics…"
"I see…"
Looking at the two lines of text on the wine jar, Ye Feng began to understand, "Green silk is sharper than a green blade, and strong liquor is none other than Nu'er Hong… Jiang Si Shan had previously speculated that this wine was given to an outstanding woman… Could that woman be from your Feather Tribe, Qiao Ying, or rather, the Angel Tribe…"
"Qiao Ying… Do you want to have some of this Nu'er Hong?"
Afterward, Ye Feng looked at Qiao Ying with a questioning gaze.
"Mhm, mhm! Yes!"
Qiao Ying nodded quickly without any hesitation.
Soon, Ye Feng and Qiao Ying began to drink, cup after cup.
Since there wasn't much Nu'er Hong, Ye Feng used small stemmed cups nicknamed "mouthfuls," which held just enough for one sip at a time…
"This wine is really quite strong…"
Looking at Qiao Ying, whose cheeks were already flushed and appeared quite tipsy after a few cups, Ye Feng muttered.
Then, he continued to drink as well, because the wine truly felt very comfortable to drink…
In a short while, both Ye Feng and Qiao Ying were slumped over the table, having passed out from drinking…
…
At noon,
"What is Big Brother doing? I've been calling him for lunch, but he hasn't come…"
With a murmured complaint, Xiao Xiao walked into the living room, quite puzzled, "Big Brother, it's time to eat…"
…
In the evening,
The living room,
"Big Brother, why are you and Sister Qiao Ying drinking secretly in the living room… You didn't even call me…"
Xiao Xiao pouted, looking quite displeased at Ye Feng, who had just woken up and was drinking porridge.
"I…"
Ye Feng scratched his head, feeling a little awkward.
Qiao Ying also felt embarrassed. She had only thought Nu'er Hong was delicious, and never expected to get drunk after just a few cups…
"Xiao Xiao, there's still half a jar of this Nu'er Hong left… Would you like to have some… But you can't drink too much…"
Ye Feng looked at Xiao Xiao and suggested.
"Okay!~"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Xiao immediately became happy. She poured herself a cup of Nu'er Hong and drank it down in one go.
"Big Brother, it's so delicious…"
Before Xiao Xiao could finish speaking, she felt her head spin, and her body went limp, causing her to fall. Fortunately, Qiao Ying caught her in time…
…
After a sumptuous dinner,
Qiao Ying went to Xiao Xiao's room again to check on her and found that the drunken Xiao Xiao had not yet woken up and was fast asleep.
She adjusted Xiao Xiao's blanket and then turned to walk towards the balcony. At this moment, Ye Feng was staring thoughtfully at the night sky on the balcony…
"Ye Feng… Can… can I tell you something?"
Qiao Ying stood beside Ye Feng for a while before speaking slowly.
…