Chapter 6

It must be said that when Bai Shi uttered the two words "Maotai," the expression on Dong Chenzi's face was quite vivid. His initial confidence turned into a slight tremor on his face, followed by a僵持. As he furrowed his brows, the wine he was about to drink came to an abrupt stop.

Looking at Bai Shi, Dong Chenzi gave an awkward smile, somewhat resembling an old rascal, and said, "This... I really haven't heard of it. Could it be a specialty from your place? Why don't you tell me about something else?"

"Alright..." Bai Shi's eyes rolled, and he continued, "What about Wuliangye?"

Dong Chenzi shook his head, his furrowed brows filled with intense doubt.

"Jian Nan Chun?"

"Have you ever heard of beer?"

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After a series of questions, Dong Chenzi kept shaking his head, staring blankly at Bai Shi. Bai Shi, like Tang僧, kept talking incessantly. Finally, after taking a deep breath, Bai Shi said to Dong Chenzi, "Uncle, I've told you so much, and you don't know anything. Yet you claim to have tasted all the famous wines in the world."

Dong Chenzi shot a glance at Bai Shi, then brought the wine flask to his mouth and took a couple of gulps, saying, "You've said so much, but who knows if what you're saying is true? Maybe you're just bluffing. How can I believe you?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Shi pouted and said, "It's up to you, Uncle... If you believe, it exists; if you don't, it doesn't. Anyway, I know that the wines I mentioned don't make you feel dizzy or taste bitter, but their effects are no less than what you have..."

"Phew... This is my long-cherished Daughter Red. Just talking won't do. Why don't you tell me what's so special about your Maotai?" Dong Chenzi was somewhat skeptical.

"Maotai is known for its prominent soy sauce aroma, rich and smooth body, elegant and delicate flavor, long-lasting aftertaste, pure and comfortable mouthfeel, harmonious and full-bodied taste, fragrant but not overpowering, lingering aroma in the empty cup, and no dizziness after drinking. It is made from high-quality sorghum and top-grade wheat, using unique high-temperature fermentation, stacking, and distillation techniques, and goes through two rounds of raw material addition, nine rounds of distillation, eight rounds of fermentation, seven rounds of extraction, and long-term aging." When asked by Dong Chenzi, Bai Shi didn't even think and blurted out the answer.

Listening to Bai Shi's words, Dong Chenzi squinted his eyes, showing a look of disbelief. He seemed to draw a deep breath, and faintly, he felt that this time, Xi Chenzi had brought him a treasure who understood wine.

In an instant, he finally completely believed Bai Shi's words and smiled, "I have lived for wine, died for wine, and spent my whole life for wine... I've never heard of 'Maotai.' Your words have made me feel like a thousand ants are biting my heart. Can you... brew me a cup?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Shi's face immediately showed joy, but he quickly put on an arrogant air, saying, "Brewing wine is possible... but..."

Seeing Bai Shi's hesitation, Dong Chenzi asked, "But what... If you're worried about the lack of brewing equipment, don't worry. I have my own wine cellar. I have everything you mentioned. It's just that the temperature control will have to be done by you..."

Bai Shi deliberately frowned and said, "I'm not worried about that... I'm worried that Maotai requires a long aging process... Even if it's brewed, you won't be able to drink it for a while."

Dong Chenzi's face immediately showed joy, as if he had a trump card. "You don't need to worry about that. I have a special wine cellar. A day in the cellar is equivalent to half a year..."

Upon hearing this, Bai Shi's body trembled slightly, but he quickly suppressed his shock and said calmly, "I can brew Maotai for you... but you have to agree to one condition."

Dong Chenzi's brows furrowed, and he looked at Bai Shi with a hint of displeasure, saying, "You are the first disciple to negotiate with me."

Seeing Dong Chenzi's expression, Bai Shi suddenly felt a chill. He didn't know if his words had angered Dong Chenzi. Just as he was about to speak, Dong Chenzi suddenly slapped the table, stood up, and looked at Bai Shi, saying, "If you want to negotiate... then quickly tell me your condition."

Bai Shi took a deep breath, inwardly cursing, and knew it was a false alarm. He deliberately rolled his eyes, and his expression became serious. "My condition is that you teach me cultivation..."

"That's easy, deal." Dong Chenzi waved his hand and said.

"But I've been cultivating for many years and am still stuck at the first level of the Foundation Establishment stage. You need to help me find the problem," Bai Shi said.

Dong Chenzi furrowed his brows and said, "You cultivated at Xi Chen Manor. Didn't Xi Chen help you check?"

Bai Shi shook his head and said helplessly, "He did check, but he couldn't find the reason. He just said my talent is not good enough."

"Oh, since you chose the path of sword cultivation, you must have a pure and high soul perception... Could it be that your soul is not good enough?" Dong Chenzi asked doubtfully.

Bai Shi shook his head and said, "I'm not sure."

Putting down the wine flask, Dong Chenzi walked to Bai Shi's side and closed his eyes slightly. As he raised his hand, a blinding white light suddenly burst out around him. Under the white light, a force seemed to emanate from the top of Bai Shi's head and spread down.

As Dong Chenzi's eyes slowly closed, his expression became increasingly serious. His raised hand lightly touched Bai Shi's head, and a thin white mist appeared in his palm.

As the white mist gradually spread down from Bai Shi's head, Bai Shi's eyes also slowly closed. His breathing rhythm seemed to be influenced by a warm current from the top of his head, which spread down to his feet. An invisible force began to surge through Bai Shi's muscles.

As this invisible force entered Bai Shi's body, it originated from Dong Chenzi's soul perception.

Dong Chenzi's face became even more serious. He used this invisible force from his soul perception to enter Bai Shi's body and check if Bai Shi's soul was suitable for the path of sword cultivation and if it could resonate with his soul.

Even though Dong Chenzi was a great lover of wine, his mind remained clear after drinking. He focused all his attention on perceiving Bai Shi's soul. Within his soul perception, he tried to resonate with Bai Shi's soul. Even the slightest resistance would allow him to determine if Bai Shi's soul was suitable for becoming a sword cultivator and if it was a pure and high soul.

Everything became quiet, as if in a dead silence, with only the blinding white light breaking the tranquility of the night.

Time passed, and a bead of sweat appeared on Dong Chenzi's forehead. At that moment, he furrowed his brows and thought, "Strange... No matter how weak or strong a soul is, as long as their strength is not higher than mine, I should be able to sense it... Bai Shi is only at the first level of the Foundation Establishment stage. How could I not sense it after so long?"

"Could it be that he has no soul? Or is his soul so pure and high that I can't sense it?"

As he thought, Dong Chenzi subconsciously opened his eyes and looked at Bai Shi's back. At that moment, he faintly saw a white light flashing around Bai Shi's body, emitting a strange aura.

This aura made Dong Chenzi feel a slight pressure.

He knew this white light did not come from his own body.

He sighed lightly, and an idea formed in his mind. However, he did not express it in words. Instead, he concentrated all his strength in his palm, and a denser white mist, like a powerful force, quickly spurted out and hit Bai Shi's head, then spread down!

It was like a tide, as if Bai Shi's body was undergoing a kind of baptism!

At that moment, a strong resistance force suddenly appeared in Dong Chenzi's palm. This strong resistance force made Dong Chenzi fly backward with a 'thud' before he could react, crashing into the wooden table behind him. The wine jars on the table shattered with a 'clatter.'

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