The Immortal's Wine Store

Chapter 96 - Junior Brother?

Can Ye was surprised for a moment, but he had the sudden urge to prostrate in worship when he heard those confident words. He then saw a man with long silver hair slowly descending from the sky as if he was an immortal, ethereal, and profound. The man’s silver hair and robes fluttered along with the wind, giving off a carefree and aloof aura that made Can Ye at loss for words.

The strangest thing was that everything else moved in slow motion including Can Ye. Only that man was unaffected by the slowing of time.

"Sigh! You’re blessed by the heavens and was born with the Peerless Saber Divine Body, but unfortunately, you’re in the wrong world... I will give you an opportunity... Kill this man and only until then will I allow you to follow me..." Jiu Shen muttered in a detached voice as he took out a huge knife from his storage earring.

Because of its size, it was more appropriate to call it a saber. This huge knife was among the ten blades of the Supreme Eternal Knife Set. It was supposed to be a tool for cooking, but Jiu Shen believed that it was sufficient to serve as a weapon of destruction!

Jiu Shen also took out a 9th-rank healing pill that he had refined last night and flicked his fingers, throwing the pill inside Can Ye’s gaping mouth.

Can Ye felt the injuries in his body recovering at breakneck speed. He even felt invigorated and there was also a sign of breaking through a minor realm!

He was at the initial stage of the 6th-rank King realm and a pill that was supposed to heal him actually gave him the chance to break through to the mid stage of the 6th-rank King realm! Although it was only an increase of a minor realm, it would have taken him more than a year to achieve that level!

"This... What kind of pill is this?" He muttered in his heart. He heard about the Alchemy Hall’s pills, but those pills were definitely nothing in comparison to the one that Jiu Shen gave him.

Jiu Shen then handed the huge knife to Can Ye and said indifferently. "Whether you have the right to become one of my people will depend on your performance... Don’t disappoint me..."

Can Ye unconsciously grabbed the huge knife and felt its limitless power overflowing violently as if it disdained being used by a worthless mortal. The influx of the knife’s power almost caused him to release it, but he stubbornly held on. He gritted his teeth and shouted like an enraged war general while holding the huge knife with both hands.

At that instant, time seemed to have resumed back to normal.

The huge serpent-like chain plunged towards Can Ye and Shiti Xibo was still wearing the same cold and merciless grin.

Can Ye’s eyes burned intensely as he controlled the knife’s power with difficulty. "A mere weapon can’t stop my rising spirit!!" He shouted furiously as he swung the knife with every bit of strength he could muster.

Shiti Xibo was surprised to see a weapon in Can Ye’s hands. He was certain that the latter was weaponless just seconds ago, but he still put on a cold smile when he saw Can Ye clashing with the huge chain head-on.

"Kekeke! Do you think that you can stop a Divine Weapon with a mere knife? Laughable! Kekeke!" Shiti Xibo was confident about his weapon, but then he saw something that almost made him jump in fright.

When Can Ye’s knife met with the huge chain, the latter was actually slashed in half before it broke into countless pieces! Such destructive power! That was the power of the Supreme Eternal Knife Set! But only those who can wield all ten blades of the set can truly use its full power!

"Shatter!"

Shiti Xibo’s mouth gaped open when he saw what had happened, but his surprise turned into greed as he glanced at the huge knife in Can Ye’s hands.

"To think that you actually something valuable in your possession! That knife should be a Saint Weapon, but how come you’re able to wield its power?" Shiti Xibo muttered doubtfully.

In his mind, only the supreme beings at the 9th-rank Saint realm are capable of activating the power of a Saint Weapon.

"A dead man doesn’t need to know anything!" Can Ye spat coldly as he raised the knife in mid-air while charging towards Shiti Xibo, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

Shiti Xibo felt threatened at the knife’s power, so he hurriedly controlled his corpse puppet to fight with Can Ye. He also tapped his stone coffin, producing more rusty chains after he chanted a strange incantation. The old man decided to go all out and end everything once and for all!

Can Ye felt more confident after seeing the strength of the huge knife. He evaded the chains effortlessly before waving the knife in his hands, making the air produce violent ripples.

The corpse puppet was unafraid of anything and it rushed towards Can Ye while brandishing its sharp claws. It emitted a strange sound as the green lights in its eye sockets burned intensely.

"Swoosh!" Can Ye’s knife struck the corpse puppet’s claws, instantly severing it cleanly as if a hot knife slicing through butter!

Although the corpse puppet felt no pain, it roared in madness after having its claws cut off.

"Roooaarr!!"

It opened its huge mouth in a bid to swallow Can Ye whole only to receive a casual stroke from the latter.

"Slash!"

The decapitated head of the corpse puppet flew in mid-air and the green lights in its eye sockets dimmed.

"Thud!"

The headless corpse puppet knelt for a brief moment before it fell on the ground with a dull thud.

Behind the fallen corpse puppet was Shiti Xibo who now stood frozen in disbelief. "No! This is a lie! No!" The old man shrieked like a deranged madman after having witnessed the absurd scene.

Can Ye’s face remained unceasingly cold as he slowly walked towards Shiti Xibo with the huge knife in his right hand. "Old dog, this is retribution for all the wicked deeds you’ve done!"

Jiu Shen who was watching the battle remained unperturbed, but he issued an order to Lu Sulan. "Sulan, help your junior brother when those old men hiding at sidelines will launch their attack."

Lu Sulan felt surprised in her heart, but she still nodded her head in obeisance. ’Junior brother? Does master intend to...’