Chapter 567 - 178: [Brother 135]
Speaking loudly, Gu Jinjia raised his bowl and drank it all together with everyone in the room.
Everyone shouted loudly: "Brother!!"
Chen Yan’s eyes widened.
Damn it... Have I entered the Land of Liangshan Marsh?!
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In addition to Chen Yan and Gu Jinjia, there were more than fifty loose cultivators present, all of whom were sworn brothers from Gu Jinjia’s "Brotherhood."
Chen Yan gulped down more than fifty bowls of alcohol in one go, and by the end, he simply gave up.
More than fifty brothers, each raising a bowl to toast with him.
Don’t ask, when asked, it’s that in the future we will be like blood brothers!
Just drink!
After downing more than fifty bowls, Chen Yan was completely dumbfounded, his tongue numb, unable to help but ask,
"Brother Jin Jia... uh, are all our brothers from the Liangshan—no, our Brotherhood, all here?"
"Where could you imagine!" Gu Jinjia laughed boldly, "My Snow Cliff Pass Brotherhood has a total of one hundred and thirty-four sworn brothers—today, adding you, it becomes one hundred and thirty-five!
Today, only fifty-seven brothers are present, more than half are still scattered outside, not yet returned. When we have another chance in the future, I’ll introduce them to you one by one!"
Oh my God! One hundred and thirty-five people!
Chen Yan immediately felt it become surreal.
Did I drink my way to acquiring one hundred and thirty-four "brothers"?!
Thinking of this, Chen Yan couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Gu Jinjia...
This Brother Jin Jia, gathering over a hundred sworn brothers, is he planning a rebellion?
Raising the flag of rebellion, recruiting troops, charging the Immortal Platform, rebelling against that bird Celestial Venerable...
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Chen Yan woke up on the wooden bed in his room.
Upon waking, he still felt severely dizzy, recollecting the last night’s drinking, well, count on it!
More than fifty "sworn brothers" on site, each offering you a bowl of alcohol, that’s over fifty bowls!
If they toast you, you can’t not toast back, wouldn’t it be disregarding them?
Alright, if you give each person a bowl back, that’s another over fifty bowls!
This adds up to over a hundred bowls!
And it’s not over!
Drunk with delight, someone says, "One hundred and thirty-fifth brother! Though we’ve just met, I feel we’ve connected at first sight, henceforth as brothers, let me toast you another bowl..."
Oh come on!
One does it, and there’s a second, a third one...
You still need to toast back, right?
Then there’s that bold one, directly tossing the bowl: "Why use such a small bowl! I want to get drunk with my hundred and thirty-fifth brother! Bring a large vat!"
Before Chen Yan could react, the person was already chugging from the vat, and finally tossed it aside, staring at him with bull-like eyes: "My brother, I drink first in respect!"
Would you drink or not?
Just asking, would you drink or not?
Never mind the drinking capacity, everyone here is a cultivator! All have been through Essence Nourishing of the body!
Like fifty and more Captain Americas!
Drinking alcohol like drinking water!
How could Chen Yan withstand it?
He didn’t even know how he got back to his room, just vaguely remembered several people carrying him back, swaying and unsteadily, with seven or eight hands.
Upon waking, Chen Yan felt dizzy, only feeling parched and tongue-tied. After crawling out of bed with difficulty, he found a water jug beside him in the room.
Filled with clear water, Chen Yan didn’t care if it was cold or not, raised it, and gulped it down.
With the jug emptied, he finally felt the fire in his throat suppressed, then his stomach churned violently. After lying back down, he stayed there for a long time until he gradually calmed down.
Soon after, he heard knocking at the door and Ruyi’s voice from outside.
"Chuyi Brother, are you awake? I can bring you some food."
Chen Yan took a deep breath, weakly replying: "Awake, awake... come in."
"Then I’m coming in." Ruyi laughed charmingly and pushed the door open.
This woman, still wearing her apron, gracefully walked in, holding a tray, placed a large bowl of steaming soup on the side cabinet by the bed.
"This is the sober-up soup I had prepared. Once you’re awake, quickly drink it down," Ruyi looked at Chen Yan, smiling bewitchingly, "My sober-up soup is the most effective. Jin Jia and the brothers, on days they drink heavily, rely on my sober-up soup to revive themselves the next day."
After finishing, she glanced at Chen Yan’s face and nodded: "Drink the soup, rest for a while. If you can get out of bed, come to the front to eat."
After Ruyi left, Chen Yan struggled to sit up and picked up the steaming sober-up soup beside him.
It indeed smelled fragrant, a bowl of white rich broth, full of meaty scent.
Chen Yan took a sip, a touch of sour and spicy taste, but very appetizing.
He drank the entire bowl, his churning stomach seemingly soothed at once, gradually calming down, while a warm sensation spread from his chest throughout his limbs and bones.
Two words: Comfortable!
Whatever meat was used for this soup, it might have included some sober-up herbs, anyway, after drinking a bowl, Chen Yan truly felt a sense of "revival."
After lying for a while, he surprisingly regained some energy.
Recalling Ruyi’s words, he got up, dressed, and left the room heading to the front hall.
In the front hall, there were indeed about half of the people, roughly twenty or so.
Jinjia was among them.
Seeing Chen Yan enter, the twenty or so people all looked up, warmly greeting him, calling him "one hundred and thirty-fifth brother."
Watching this made Chen Yan’s scalp tingle... To be honest, he barely remembered most of their names, some names he remembered, but couldn’t match with faces.
He forced a smile and greeted with clasped hands, while Jinjia waved for him to sit by his side.