Chapter 65

"Prince of Qiantianshan Zongshou? I will remember this name!"

Lei Dong nodded, a gentle smile appearing on his face. "The reason I, Lei Dong, have achieved the Dao of the saber today is entirely because of you, little brother. Such a great favor, how can I repay you?"

Zongshou was not one to be overly modest. The idea of doing good without expecting repayment was nonsense. If you help someone, you should naturally receive some benefit. After a brief moment of thought, he said without hesitation, "The Dao of the saber, even if I don't say much, you will likely comprehend it within a month. To call it a great favor is too much. How about you escort my three servants and me to Yunsheng City?"

"Within a month? Although I was only a step away from comprehending the Dao of the saber, it's not something that can be achieved in a month. It will take at least three to five years. And didn't you say earlier that this time, it wasn't just a hint, but you saved my life! Isn't that a great favor?"

At this point, Lei Dong snorted heavily, his face turning stern, showing a look of dissatisfaction. "Just escorting you to Yunsheng City, is that all you think of me, Lei Dong? Or do you think my life is only worth this much?"

Zongshou was taken aback. A favor of saving his life? It seemed that Lei Dong really meant it.

"Hold on! Prince of Qiantianshan, I seem to have heard of you!"

Lei Dong's expression suddenly changed, and he looked thoughtful. The next moment, he shouted at his servants, "You few, go find me an altar!"

His servants were extremely quick-witted and, in no time, found a censer and a long table from somewhere.

Choosing an open space, they set everything up properly. Lei Dong then ordered them to find two wine cups, candles, incense, and even sacrificial offerings.

Zongshou watched, utterly confused, not understanding what was happening. Then he saw Lei Dong pull him to the altar and solemnly burn incense and pray.

"Heaven above, I, Lei Dong, today form a brotherhood with Zongshou of Qiantianshan! From today on, we will share the same fate and life! If I violate this oath, may I, Lei Dong, never be able to drink Miss Zhenru's Snow Spirit Wine for nine hundred years!"

Although his voice was bold, the oath he made was quite amusing. However, Lei Dong's face twisted, as if not drinking Snow Spirit Wine for nine hundred years would be extremely painful for him.

Zongshou was stunned, unsure why they were suddenly forming a brotherhood. What the hell was going on?

Not knowing what to do, Lei Dong glared at him, "Why aren't you speaking? Do you, Brother Zong, think I, Old Lei, am not worthy to be your brother?"

Zongshou's breath caught, and he could only hold up three sticks of incense and make an oath. The words were similar, about sharing life and death, but the last part was different.

"—If I violate this oath, may I, Zongshou, never be able to read books in this life!"

He didn't want to say anything about a bad death or eternal suffering. However, not being able to read books was also a heavy oath.

In his past life, he loved reading. Even after achieving cultivation, he still spent his days in the library because it had a vast collection of books.

The thought of never being able to touch a book made Zongshou's heart tighten. He secretly regretted whether the oath was too heavy. How painful would that be? Perhaps the Snow Spirit Wine was just an optional thing for this guy.

Lei Dong, however, laughed heartily and patted Zongshou's shoulder, "So, little brother, you're also a remarkable person! Your character suits me! Nine hundred years without Snow Spirit Wine, and a life without books, it's a fair trade!"

This pat was not gentle, almost dislocating Zongshou's shoulder. Fortunately, he had achieved bone marrow cultivation, and many of his bone channels were open, so he barely managed to avoid spitting blood.

Lei Dong, regardless, took the two wine bowls filled by his servants, squeezed out several dozen drops of blood from his fingertips, and then forcibly grabbed Zongshou's hand. A blade-like aura cut his wrist, and the blood was placed in the bowl. He then picked up a bowl and drank it all, throwing it to the ground with a flourish.

"Today, I, Lei Dong, form a blood brotherhood with Zongshou, and Heaven is my witness! From today on, we are brothers in life and death!"

Zongshou looked at the wound on his right wrist, where blood was gushing out, feeling almost like crying. Forming a blood brotherhood was fine, but why did Lei Dong only need to squeeze out a few drops of blood, while he had to cut his wrist? Was this intentional or not?

With no choice, he drank the wine in the other bowl. At first, it tasted fragrant and smooth, unlike ordinary wine. Then, the next moment, he felt a burst of fire in his chest and abdomen, and his throat felt as if it were being cut by a knife.

His head began to spin. What kind of wine was this? It looked like ordinary white wine, with no difference in color or aroma, but the alcohol content was so strong that it could rival the rarest of immortal wines from the future.

Then, Lei Dong blinked, looking at him with amazement, "This is Miss Zhenru's Half Step, which can intoxicate a strong man with just a few drops. I, who am close to the Fourth Pulse of the Heavenly Wheel, only dare to drink three bowls at a time. Brother Zong, you drank a whole bowl in one go, truly impressive! Although your body is a bit weak, your boldness is unmatched!"

Zongshou felt extremely frustrated, wishing he could smash Lei Dong's face into a pulp!

A few drops can intoxicate a strong man, why didn't you say that earlier? Boldness, my ass. If I had known the wine was so potent, who would have been foolish enough to drink it all?

As his consciousness began to fade, Lei Dong's expression suddenly became serious, his tone turning deadly.

"From now on, you, Zongshou, are my brother. Whoever dares to harm you, I, Lei Dong, will kill their entire family!"

His words were sharp, like a ruthless and fierce saber. The ten-zhang giant saber, planted several dozen zhang away, suddenly hummed, as if responding to Lei Dong. The overwhelming and dominant saber intent spread out abruptly.

Zongshou stared at Lei Dong, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his lips. Then he tilted his head to the side and fell into a deep unconsciousness.

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When Zongshou woke up from his daze, he found himself in the Fanyun carriage. His head throbbed with intense pain, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

At first, his mind was blank, unable to recall anything. It wasn't until a while later that the headache gradually subsided, and he vaguely remembered what had happened before he got drunk.

It seemed he had formed a brotherhood with someone, and then was 'tricked' into drinking a bowl of Half Step, which completely intoxicated him.

"Ugh, I was tricked! Lei Dong, you bastard! Bullying the weak, huh? Very well, I'll remember this. I can't do anything to you now, but one day, I'll make you pay!"

He cursed under his breath and looked out the window. The Fanyun carriage was still driving alone on the road.

The next moment, a beautiful figure entered the carriage. Seeing Zongshou, she immediately rejoiced, "Young Master, you're awake! It's already the fourth day, and this time, I was really scared, Xue'er was."

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