Catching the object that flew over in mid-air with one hand, Ryan was a bit stunned.
If he wasn't mistaken, this was the wine gourd that his master had always hung at her waist.
The True Person of Turbid Wine seemed a bit pained but pretended to be free and easy and said: "Inside this is a pot of [Dragon Descendant's Blood Wine]."
"Drinking it can enhance one's cultivation and nourish the spirit. It has endless wonderful uses."
Such a divine object was better than most of the rare elixirs in the world.
Even for the True Person of Turbid Wine with her current realm and cultivation, drinking it would also be of great benefit and would significantly help with her cultivation.
Now, in a moment of impulse, she gave it away, and she felt a little reluctant in her heart.
Fortunately...
Ryan was her disciple.
When he grew up and traveled outside, he would also be the pride of Drunken Immortal Peak.
Ryan thought for a moment, tightly grasped the wine gourd, and said: "Master's kindness, I will remember it deep in my heart, for all eternity, and I will never dare to forget!"
This was the truth.
Although he was pretending to be a celestial prodigy, she was really good to him.
Ryan also remembered one by one the meeting gifts given to him by the elders of Xuanji Cave Heaven.
He wasn't an ungrateful wretch.
He treated others as they treated him.
A drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring; a spark of enmity should be retaliated with a raging fire!
This was Ryan's principle of being a person.
Hearing these words, the True Person of Turbid Wine's sense of reluctance immediately vanished, and a smile appeared on her face: "Don't worry about it."
"Such a good thing should be given to my sensible and well-behaved disciple!"
"Not to mention just a pot of dragon blood wine."
"Even if it were the Nine Revolutions Azure Dome Pill, I wouldn't hesitate for a moment!"
Although it was impossible to find a single Nine Revolutions Azure Dome Pill even if the entire Xuanji Cave Heaven was searched...
This disciple of hers was not only extremely talented and a genuine celestial prodigy, making her proud in front of the elders, but also so sensible.
Wouldn't it be stupid not to carefully cultivate such a disciple?
The True Person of Turbid Wine gathered her thoughts and calmed her emotions, and then began to teach earnestly: "Flame, you are the first true disciple of my Drunken Immortal Peak."
"When you go to the mountainside or the foot of the mountain, those inner disciples, outer disciples, and registered disciples will surely flatter and fawn over you because of your identity."
"Don't take those flattering words seriously!"
This was the second lesson she taught.
Ryan nodded: "The fickleness of the world and the coldness and warmth of human relationships?"
"Disciple understands."
After giving a few instructions, the True Person of Turbid Wine couldn't think of any omissions on her part in a short time.
Anyway, Ryan had already understood the [Xuanji Qi - Nurturing Method]. Even without anyone's guidance, he could cultivate up to the tenth level of Spirit Nurturing without any problems.
The True Person of Turbid Wine glanced at the gourd full of Dragon Descendant's Blood Wine in Ryan's hand without showing any emotion: "If you encounter any trouble, just call me."
As long as you are within a radius of a hundred miles of Drunken Immortal Peak, with just one call, I will arrive in an instant!
After speaking, her figure gradually faded and disappeared without a trace.
Ryan didn't hesitate either. Since he didn't have any luggage to pack, he took the meeting gifts from the elders, the Bodhi Cushion, and the wine gourd and simply went down the mountain!
The purpose of this trip was to use "making friends and increasing experience" as an excuse to buy time and repay the cause of cultivation.
He was alone, walking all the way from the mountain top to the foot of the mountain, and he met all kinds of people along the way.
Those people were all disciples cultivating on Drunken Immortal Peak, men and women, old and young.
Almost all of them, whether they were inner disciples or outer disciples, looked at him with a cautious and apprehensive look.
As soon as Ryan approached, these people immediately became nervous, as if they had seen some important person who could decide their fate with a single thought.
When he came to the foot of the mountain where the outer disciples lived, Ryan saw that the houses where these disciples lived were built with huge and thick bluestone slabs, and it seemed that they were glued and sealed with glutinous rice, which was enough to shelter them from the wind and rain.
The four deacons in charge of managing the daily clothing, food, housing, and transportation of the outer disciples of Drunken Immortal Peak immediately put aside their own cultivation and trivial matters and rushed over to welcome Ryan's arrival.
"By the order of the master..."
Ryan said: "I will live at the foot of Drunken Immortal Peak for a while, make some friends, and temper my heart in the mortal world."
"For food, drink, and daily necessities, just distribute them according to the standards of normal outer disciples."
This was equivalent to getting an extra share of the benefits for outer disciples.
When he had stayed here long enough, he would go to the mountainside and get the sect subsidies for inner disciples!
Ryan was never arrogant.
He knew very well that he was essentially not a celestial prodigy but a person with mediocre talent. Every resource was very important to him!
While acting out the persona of a noble young master in this chaotic world, he didn't act particularly approachable.
Because of this, no one dared to chase after him and ask questions.
And when Ryan stated his intentions, the four deacons all heaved a sigh of relief.
They were not afraid that Ryan would make demands. They were afraid that he would have no desires or demands and they wouldn't know how to deal with him.
The deacons immediately said that they would arrange everything according to his request.
In fact...
The house they arranged for Ryan was the one with the best lighting, the best geographical location, and the highest concentration of spiritual energy at the foot of Drunken Immortal Peak.
After that, Ryan met his "old friend" Chu Shaobai.
When they met again, Chu Shaobai was a bit incredulous at first, but he quickly reacted: "Brother Ryan, we meet again!"
He was enthusiastic and cheerful, pulling Ryan to walk around the outer gate, as if he had endless things to say.
"Our Xuanji Cave Heaven is one of the top ten immortal sects in the world. It has been passed down for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, spanning several epochs. It has a long history and profound heritage!"
"In the future, when we have achieved something in cultivation or reached a certain bottleneck, and travel outside, roaming the eight wastelands and nine seas, if we report our identity, no matter where we are, we will surely be respected!"
"And you, Brother Ryan, as the only true disciple of our Drunken Immortal Peak, even if you encounter a great cultivator at the [Transcendent Dust Realm], the other party will also treat you with courtesy and not dare to be disrespectful."
"Back at the Preaching Stele, thanks to you, I was barely able to become an outer disciple."
"The welfare and treatment of outer disciples is much better than that of registered disciples!"
According to what Chu Shaobai said, Ryan had a little preliminary understanding of the underlying structure and operation rules of his own sect.
For registered disciples who took more than five days to understand the [Xuanji Qi - Nurturing Method], they could immediately get a set of [Dust - Avoiding Clothes] after entering the sect. On weekdays, they didn't need to wash their clothes at all.
Any dust or dirt couldn't stay on their clothes.
However, the quality and grade of the [Dust - Avoiding Clothes] of those registered disciples were obviously not as good as the [Heavenly Silkworm Pure Robe] that outer disciples could receive.
The former's clothes couldn't work permanently. The spiritual power contained in the dust - avoiding clothes usually could only last for a month. The user needed to infuse spiritual power into them once a month to recharge them to prevent them from losing their effectiveness.
The latter's clothes were engraved with talisman array patterns and could automatically absorb the free energy between heaven and earth to replenish its own loss. The dust - avoiding effect was constant.
As long as it wasn't damaged by external forces and severely damaged, even if it was left alone, it could continue to work!
With Chu Shaobai leading the way, Ryan immediately went to get a set of [Heavenly Silkworm Pure Robe].
The black clothes were like silk in texture, and there was a faint glow at the cuffs, collar, and trouser cuffs.
Wearing this set of clothes, it was comfortable, neat, and clean, much better than the hemp clothes he had worn for a long time!
The two talked happily. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Chu Shaobai said goodbye to him: "Brother Ryan, I have to go back and cultivate the [Minor Spirit Mist Technique]."
"After refining this secret technique, I will be qualified to take on the daily care tasks of spiritual plants, earn sect contributions, exchange for pills, and use them as cultivation resources to improve my realm faster!"
Although his talent wasn't much higher than that of ordinary people, he was also a good and promising talent. He had clear goals and a firm will and had his own ideas.
Ryan returned to the bluestone house assigned to him, closed the door, and immediately took out the wine gourd given by the True Person of Turbid Wine and opened the cork.
Gulp!
His Adam's apple moved, and a mouthful of [Dragon Descendant's Blood Wine] went down!