Chapter 55

One jar, two jars, three jars... In no time, each of the three men had three empty jars beside them, having drunk dozens of pounds of alcohol. Yet, they still clung to their large jars, gulping down more.

Bai Xiaosheng was confident in his drinking ability because ancient alcohol had a low alcohol content, making it barely noticeable when consumed. However, after drinking so much, he also felt his stomach uncomfortably bloated. If not for the two men who hadn't stopped, he wouldn't have persisted.

Four jars, five jars... After finishing the fifth jar, Bai Xiaosheng couldn't drink any more. He smiled bitterly, looking at the sixth jar beside him, and then at the two monsters who were still drinking like oxen. He felt both his mouth and heart turn bitter.

Good grief, were these two men's stomachs human? How could they hold so much alcohol?

Unbelieving, Bai Xiaosheng even glanced around the two men, seeing no trace of water, which meant they had drunk it all and hadn't expelled it with their inner strength.

Shaking his head, Bai Xiaosheng staggered back and plopped down on Zhou Botong, causing him to cry out in pain: "Brat, get off..." Zhou Botong glared at Bai Xiaosheng and then turned his attention back to the two men drinking. He said, "Kid, I didn't expect you to be such a drinker. Tsk tsk, five jars in a row, I wonder how your stomach is made." As he spoke, Zhou Botong patted Bai Xiaosheng's stomach, and the slight force felt like the straw that broke the camel's back, making Bai Xiaosheng's stomach churn.

He "vomited" out a lot of the alcohol he had drunk, along with the food he had eaten, the smell was pungent.

Bai Xiaosheng smiled bitterly and immediately called for the waiter to clean up. He glared at Zhou Botong and said, "Take it easy, or I'll vomit all over you."

"You brat..." Zhou Botong shook his head and pointed at Bai Xiaosheng, saying, "Use your inner strength to travel along the Governor Vessel, reverse the Conception Vessel, and connect to the Small Intestine Meridian to expel the alcohol." Although his explanation was brief, Bai Xiaosheng understood and was greatly impressed.

This technique, though simple, was something most people wouldn't think of. In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," hadn't Qiu Chuji used this to drink with the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan?

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Bai Xiaosheng circulated his inner strength. The slowly rotating inner strength seemed to have a suction force, drawing the alcohol in his stomach back up. Under the influence of his inner strength, the alcohol transformed and moved with it, exiting through his little finger. Drip, drip... Drops of water slowly fell, and soon the area around Bai Xiaosheng was wet. After about half an hour, he opened his eyes, his gaze bright and the redness from the alcohol on his face much reduced.

Looking up at Wang Chongyang and the other man, they were still drinking, now on their seventh jar. Bai Xiaosheng noticed that their drinking speed had slowed, and Wang Chongyang was taking sips and pausing, clearly reaching his limit.

After finishing the seventh jar, Wang Chongyang saw the Drunken Monk reaching for the eighth jar and placed his hand on the monk's arm, smiling bitterly. "Alright, this time you win. I didn't expect your drinking capacity to have increased so much in three years."

The Drunken Monk chuckled and said, "Thanks to the Yi Jin Jing. Otherwise, I wouldn't be your match." He closed his eyes slightly, his inner strength circulating within him. His left hand extended, and large drops of water quickly fell, much faster than Bai Xiaosheng. Wang Chongyang, seeing this, did the same, and soon both had expelled the alcohol from their bodies.

"Here, take the Nine Yin Manual," Wang Chongyang picked up the Nine Yin Manual and handed it to the Drunken Monk. Bai Xiaosheng stepped forward, pushing the Hundred Schools of Thought towards the Drunken Monk.

The Drunken Monk smiled and pushed the Hundred Schools of Thought back to Wang Chongyang, saying, "Brother Wang, since you have the Quanzhen Sect, the martial arts in this book will be useful to you. You read it first..." Then he pushed the Yi Jin Jing towards Bai Xiaosheng, saying, "Young man, you're the first young person to drink so much. Just for that, you can read this book."

Bai Xiaosheng was taken aback by this sudden turn of events, his eyes wide and unfocused. When he came to, Wang Chongyang had already opened the Hundred Schools of Thought, and the Drunken Monk was reading the Nine Yin Manual. Realizing he couldn't miss this opportunity, Bai Xiaosheng quickly picked up the Yi Jin Jing and started reading.

The Yi Jin Jing, left by Bodhidharma, was not written in Sanskrit but in Chinese. Bai Xiaosheng had no trouble reading it. The text was not extensive, but the content was profound, requiring a deep understanding of Buddhist philosophy to interpret.

Bai Xiaosheng knew Sanskrit, which he had prepared for the Nine Yin Manual, but he didn't understand Buddhist philosophy, so he could only memorize it by rote. Fortunately, Bai Xiaosheng had a golden finger. The analysis system recorded his knowledge, and reading once was enough for the system to remember, effectively giving him a photographic memory.

He quickly flipped through the Yi Jin Jing and then started from the beginning. Although he appeared to be reading seriously, his mind was elsewhere, thinking about how to avoid the others' attention and take the Shenzu Jing, a divine skill that could cure all poisons, which he couldn't resist.

While thinking, Bai Xiaosheng noticed the wet table. He touched it, and his entire palm became wet. He glanced at Wang Chongyang and the Drunken Monk, seeing that they were both engrossed in their books. He placed his hand on the page as if to turn it, and the alcohol on his hand wet the page, revealing the hidden human figure practice diagram.

This was a diagram similar to yoga, depicting meridians and acupoints, representing the flow of inner strength. Bai Xiaosheng quickly scanned it and then turned to the next page. Using this method, he read through the entire Yi Jin Jing, recording the Shenzu Jing in the system. Afterward, he subtly circulated his inner strength to dry the book, restoring it to its original state, making it indistinguishable to others.

"Hmm? Brother Wang, what is this strange scripture?" Just as Bai Xiaosheng was thanking heaven for his good fortune, he heard the Drunken Monk's voice. He looked up and saw the Drunken Monk pointing to a strange text, asking Wang Chongyang. Bai Xiaosheng knew it was Sanskrit!

Wang Chongyang read it twice and said, "This should be Sanskrit, but I don't understand it, so I can't help you."

The Drunken Monk nodded, not paying much attention, seemingly not valuing the Sanskrit text. They didn't know that this Sanskrit text was the essence of the Nine Yin Manual. In later generations, the Nine Yang Manual was considered the supreme inner strength, but in terms of inner strength alone, it might surpass the Nine Yin Manual. However, from Bai Xiaosheng's perspective, if the Sanskrit text was included, the Nine Yin Manual was not inferior to the Nine Yang Manual.

Curious, Bai Xiaosheng pretended to be interested and looked at the Sanskrit text. The Drunken Monk saw his expression and asked, "What? Little brother, do you understand Sanskrit?"

Bai Xiaosheng immediately shook his head and said, "No, I'm just curious. How can there be Sanskrit in the Nine Yin Manual? Isn't Sanskrit supposed to be in Buddhist scriptures?"

Wang Chongyang and the Drunken Monk laughed and shook their heads, not paying him any mind. Bai Xiaosheng didn't push his luck and pulled back. However, they didn't know that in that brief glance, Bai Xiaosheng had scanned the entire Sanskrit text. Although he couldn't remember it all, the system had recorded it, and he could access it whenever he entered the system.

He had lost and come in last, but unexpectedly gained the opportunity to read the books. The Yi Jin Jing and the Nine Yin Manual, two supreme divine skills, were now in his hands.

'With these two divine skills, I can go anywhere in the world!' Bai Xiaosheng was delighted but remained cautious, careful not to reveal any signs of his true feelings.

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