Chapter 679: Buried Wine

Countless black rays whistled through Zhou Yuan’s body, instantly reaching where the Resentful Dragon’s Poison had taken hold. Immediately, the black rays surged directly towards the Resentful Dragon’s Poison.

Hiss!

At this moment, the Resentful Dragon’s Poison also erupted with countless blood-red rays, attempting to engulf those black rays.

However, the black rays were endless. Like black chains, they continuously broke through the obstruction of the blood-red rays, then surged into the core of the Resentful Dragon’s Poison.

The Resentful Dragon’s Poison seemed to vibrate violently.

Streaks of black lines began to entwine around the Resentful Dragon’s Poison, gradually forming a black prison resembling ancient runes, tightly sealing the Resentful Dragon’s Poison within it.

Hiss!

The Resentful Dragon’s Poison struggled madly, but the moment its blood-red rays encountered the prison formed by the Dragon-Subduing Runes, they recoiled as if touching molten lava.

The remarkable efficacy of the Dragon-Subduing Runes was clearly manifesting.

The Resentful Dragon’s Poison struggled for a long time, but eventually realized it was futile, and could only gradually retreat and shrink within the prison.

As the Resentful Dragon’s Poison quieted, Zhou Yuan also felt the internal commotion begin to subside. Sweating profusely and pale, he gazed at his palm, where he saw an ancient black rune.

The rune formed concentric black circles, and at the very center of these black circles, a blood-red dot was visible. If one listened closely, a faint, violent dragon roar could even be heard emanating from it.

“Is it... successful?” Zhou Yuan murmured.

In the past, whenever he looked at the Resentful Dragon’s Poison, he always felt a sense of unease, like a thorn in his back, because it was a ticking time bomb within him, capable of exploding at any moment and causing a backlash.

But now, looking at it again, that feeling was gone. Clearly, the so-called Great Dragon-Subduing Runes had indeed worked.

The Resentful Dragon’s Poison had been truly sealed and suppressed.

“Hmm, from now on, you won’t have to worry about the Resentful Dragon’s Poison flaring up and retaliating against you.” Yaoyao’s voice came from behind him.

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan was startled, because he detected a great deal of weakness in her voice. He immediately turned around, and saw Yaoyao’s beautiful face, which was unusually pale.

“What’s wrong?” Zhou Yuan quickly stood up, reaching out to support Yaoyao’s slender, jade-like arm, his voice filled with concern.

Yaoyao shook her head and said, “I’ll be fine after a little rest.”

Zhou Yuan’s brows, however, remained furrowed. At this moment, Yaoyao gave him a feeling that her vital energy had been harmed. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked, “Just now, when the Resentful Dragon’s Poison broke through my defenses, a mysterious purple-gold substance appeared in my body and blocked it. What was that?”

He had wanted to investigate it earlier, but the mysterious purple-gold substance had vanished without a trace in an instant, as if it had hidden itself deep within his body.

That mysterious substance gave Zhou Yuan an inexpressible feeling.

Ancient, mysterious, powerful.

Yaoyao’s beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she said, “You’re thinking too much.”

Seeing that she was unwilling to speak, Zhou Yuan felt helpless. He knew that Yaoyao held too many secrets, and some things were likely beyond his current strength and understanding.

Nevertheless, being able to remove the hidden danger of the Resentful Dragon’s Poison now was cause for celebration. So, since Yaoyao wouldn’t explain, he stopped pressing the matter.

Yaoyao sat down by the stone table, then retrieved the jar of Peach Bloom Wine. Her beautiful eyes swept over Zhou Yuan, and with a slight lift of her red lips, she said, “Let’s use this to celebrate that you no longer have to suffer from the Resentful Dragon’s Poison’s backlash.”

Zhou Yuan smiled and replied, “To the very end.”

Starting tomorrow, he planned to diligently cultivate the Profound Saint Body, to swiftly improve his strength. But tonight, he would indulge himself a little.

Gurgle.

The slightly reddish, clear wine poured out from the jar, filling the wine bowls. Tun Tun, standing nearby, also brought its bowl over with gleaming eyes; after all, without Yaoyao’s nod, it wouldn’t dare touch this Peach Bloom Wine.

Yaoyao glanced at it, and Tun Tun immediately showed a fawning smile.

However, Yaoyao ultimately did not refuse it, and also filled its bowl with Peach Bloom Wine.

Inside the cave dwelling, a man, a woman, and a small beast clinked their celadon bowls together, producing a clear sound.

They drained their bowls in one gulp.

Yaoyao’s red lips glistened. Her beautiful eyes slightly closed as she savored the wonderful sensation. After a long moment, she opened her bright eyes, chuckled, and said, “What a special taste.”

That taste seemed to flow into the deepest part of her soul, tart and astringent, with a long-lasting aftertaste.

She knew that this particular taste was unique in the world, and from this day forward, it would never be found again.

Even if Zhou Yuan brewed the Peach Bloom Wine again according to the recipe, the taste would be different. This was because the Spirit Blood Peaches required nurturing with fresh blood, and as Zhou Yuan’s strength grew in the future, his blood would become even more powerful, and many subtle aspects of the wine would change as a result.

That’s why the taste of these three jars of Peach Bloom Wine would never be replicated again.

Of course, for Yaoyao, what truly mattered was that there had once been a person who, just to brew wine for her, had foolishly spent over half a year using his own blood to cultivate the brewing ingredients...

Such foolish behavior stirred faint ripples in Yaoyao’s heart, which had always been as calm as a deep, secluded pool.

As the celadon bowls continued to clink, the aroma of wine permeated the cave dwelling.

Later, both Yaoyao and Zhou Yuan’s cheeks became flushed.