Washing his face, Wang Xianxian began packing his things.
He now had a clear goal—Tianjiu City!
Tianjiu City would definitely be safer than Tiansword City.
Yunjiu was headed there to meet with Mr. Lin Jiu, a master from the Brewing Association.
And Wang Xianxian, to Tianjiu's Baishui Academy.
Although he wasn't sure if he would actually attend Baishui Academy, at least he'd have a place to stay.
He didn't want to give up his identity as a student. The country's protection of students' safety was strict and comprehensive.
A long time ago, some individuals and forces, for selfish gain, would slaughter students.
To the nation, youth represented hope, a matter of utmost seriousness.
Thus, the government established rigorous laws and set up specialized regulatory departments.
No one dared to violate this boundary, not even the imperial clans.
While Wang Jiannian might have other methods to bypass this, having that student identity was still better than not having it at all.
Besides, if Yunjiu's matters went smoothly, school attendance wouldn't even matter anymore.
Lin Jiu was the vice president of the Brewing Association. If his support was secured, things would go much smoother from there on.
Wang Xianxian's talent allowed him to comprehend sword intent through drinking self-brewed wine. Not only that, but he could transform this understanding into his own life-bound "wine sword."
Learning the art of brewing could accelerate his cultivation.
There wasn't much for him to pack.
Some basic clothes, a photo of him and his mother, essential documents.
His mother's house deeds, a bank card, and that precious "Collection of Wine Recipes."
Of all these, the most valuable was undoubtedly the recipe collection, a family heirloom from the Mo Clan.
It contained 118 wine formulas:
52 ordinary wines,
28 first-grade spirit wines,
16 second-grade spirit wines,
10 third-grade,
6 fourth-grade,
3 fifth-grade,
2 sixth-grade,
and 1 seventh-grade spirit wine.
This collection was truly priceless!
But he had no intention of revealing its secrets.
This was the foundation of the Mo Clan. His mother had also instructed him never to betray that trust.
Though the Mo Clan had abandoned her, she held no resentment against them.
As her son, he should honor her wishes.
If there was ever a chance, he even wanted to meet the grandfather he had never seen.
He didn't want his mother to leave this world with regrets.
Apart from that, he would avoid any further involvement with the Mo Clan.
After all, his mother had been formally exiled from the family.
In name, he had no connection to them anymore.
Once everything was packed, it was already 11 a.m.
As Wang Xianxian descended the stairs, he happened to run into the store managers, the Li couple.
The couple had been with his mother for many years and had a deep affection for Drunken Immortal Tavern.
Aunt Li's eyes lit up with joy when she saw Wang Xianxian.
"Young Master Xian, how did you sleep?"
With a smile, Wang Xianxian replied, "Slept great, Aunt Li, no need to worry."
Uncle Li, who was at the counter finishing with a customer, also hurried over, concern evident in his expression.
"Young master, you look thinner. Don't eat out today. I'll go get a Phoenix Feather Chicken and make some nourishing soup to build you back up."
Wang Xianxian shook his head gently and declined politely.
"Uncle Li, Aunt Li, I'm leaving."
"Heading home, young master?" Aunt Li asked, her concern deepening.
"I'm leaving Tiansword City... heading out for school."
Wang Xianxian then spent the next ten minutes explaining his reason for leaving.
Uncle Li patted his hand gently after hearing the news.
"Take care of yourself out there, young master."
"Don't worry, Uncle Li," Wang Xianxian promised.
Just as he was about to leave, Aunt Li stopped him.
"Young master, we brewers have an unwritten tradition."
"When the master of the tavern is about to travel far, they must brew a jar of wine before departing. When the master safely returns, the jar is opened, and a feast is held to celebrate their safe return."
Aunt Li's words left Wang Xianxian momentarily stunned. He scratched his head, embarrassed.
"Aunt Li, you know I can't brew wine."
Aunt Li chuckled, covering her mouth, "Oh, young master, but you've awakened your heavenly profession now."
Wang Xianxian suddenly realized—right, he had awakened his profession!
With that, he made his way directly to the tavern's brewing room.
Looking at the various brewing ingredients stored there, he opened up his skill panel.
[Immortal Brewing · Active Skill]
Skill Effect: Consume ingredients to brew fine wine. Any wine you brew will be of the highest quality and blessed with the Immortal Brewer's grace.
After quickly glancing at the skill description, Wang Xianxian began pondering what to brew.
A brewer's skill required them to know recipes—if you had the recipe and ingredients, you could brew the wine.
But his Immortal Brewing had no such restrictions. With just ingredients in hand, he could conjure wine without needing a recipe.
Five minutes later, Wang Xianxian reached for a basket of green plums*
He remembered how his mother used to love drinking green plum wine.
His first brew—**green plum wine**.
Wang Xianxian took a deep breath, channeling his spiritual power.
"Immortal Brewing!"
At the command, the green plums in the basket began to levitate.
Then the sugar, pure water, base alcohol, and other ingredients floated up, guided by his spiritual energy.
The skills granted by a **heavenly profession** were nothing short of supernatural.
Brewing skills like these could create wine instantaneously, bypassing all the complex fermentation processes.
This was the terrifying power of a heavenly profession.
[Brewing in progress...]
[Bestowing the Wine Immortal's Blessing...]
As the skill took effect, all the ingredients emitted a strange, golden glow.
Ten minutes later, the light faded completely.
[Successfully brewed Green Plum Wine (Highest Quality, Mortal Tier)]
[Blessed by the Wine Immortal, this wine has acquired a special effect.]
After sealing the wine in a jar, Wang Xianxian eagerly examined the details of his creation.
[Green Plum Wine]
[Quality: Mortal Tier, Highest Quality · Blessed by the Wine Immortal]
[Effect: Increases lifespan by one year. Effect only works once per person.]
[Description: A mortal-grade wine blessed by the Wine Immortal.]
"That's... unreal!"
Wang Xianxian was stunned as he read the description.
The Wine Immortal's blessing had elevated a simple mortal wine to possess the effects of a spiritual wine.
This skill of his **Wine Sword Immortal** profession was terrifying indeed.
No wonder this legendary figure was known as a master of both swords and wine.
His heart raced with excitement, awed by the strength of his newfound abilities.
Once the initial excitement faded, he found himself lost in thought.
He remembered the person who had saved him yesterday.
After a long pause, Wang Xianxian activated his skill once more.
When the new batch of wine was ready, he carefully poured it into a beautifully crafted ceramic flask.
Then, he took out paper and pen and began writing a letter.
With everything done, he brought both the letter and the wine flask to Aunt Li.
"Aunt Li, the wine's ready—it's green plum wine. I've placed it in the cellar."
"And... someone might come by the tavern in the next few days asking about me."
"If they do, please pass along this flask and letter, and relay a message for me."
Aunt Li, curious, asked, "What message?"
"Just tell them..."
After listening to the boy's instructions, Aunt Li nodded solemnly.
"Young Master, I understand. I'll make sure to keep the letter and wine safe."
Wang Xianxian smiled. "Don't worry too much, Aunt Li. Maybe no one will come at all."
With everything settled, Wang Xianxian stood by the front desk, gazing blankly at the tavern's decor.
It was as if he was trying to imprint the entire Drunken Immortal Tavern into his memory.
"Mom... I'm leaving."
Wearing a simple tracksuit and carrying a backpack, Wang Xianxian stepped out through the front door, gradually disappearing down the street as the Li couple watched with reluctance in their eyes.