Wine Sword Immortal: Divine Level Winemaker, Drunkenly Kills Tianmen!

Nine-layer Tongtian Tower, ninth floor.

[Attention to everyone, the tower climbing challenge ends here and the emperor palace challenge is about to begin. Candidates are asked to be prepared. 】

"coming!"

Linley looked excitedly at the entrance to the ninth floor.

Upon hearing the announcement, all the candidates stood up.

At the entrance to the ninth floor, a thin figure slowly emerged.

The familiar yet unfamiliar face of the young man finally appeared in front of these geniuses.

Wang Xianxian circled around and found that the space in the ninth level was ridiculously large.

The place is shrouded in clouds and mist, just like the Lingxiao Palace in the movie.

As soon as he entered the palace, Wang Xianxian noticed many looks.

There was a look in it that was extremely familiar to him, even engraved in his bones.

Wang Beichen!

Looking at the other party's sinister gaze, Wang Xianxian narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, an excited and exciting voice sounded in his ears.

"Brother Yun, Brother Yun, here!!!"

Hearing Lin Lei's voice, Wang Xianxian smiled slightly and then walked towards him.

"Brother Yun, you're killing me." Lin Lei patted Wang Xianxian's shoulder hard, "I thought you were going to be eliminated because you ran out of energy."

Du Yin smiled softly: "Congratulations, you are one step closer to your goal."

Faced with the two people's concern, Wang Xianxian responded softly: "Thank you."

Lin Lei suddenly patted Wang Xianxian on the shoulder: "Why are you so polite, we are all brothers~"

"Brother Yun, look." Lin Lei pointed at Wang Beichen in the distance, "That little brat is your biggest competitor this time."

"He is the current genius of the Wang family. Before departure, my family specifically warned me to be careful of his dirty tricks."

Hearing this, Wang Xianxian was a little confused.

"I'm not going to fight him, so why should I be careful about him?"

"I seem to have forgotten what my grandfather actually said." Lin Lei scratched his head, "It probably means that Wang Beichen has some luck or something, and this thing seems to affect the Sword Emperor's projection."

"You seem to have offended Mrs. Wang because of your luck. How exactly did you offend her? How do you describe it..."

"According to my understanding, your behavior now is no different from Wang's just finishing pooping, and you took the paper away in front of them."

Wang Xianxian: "..."

Du Yin: "..."

Seeing that the two people were speechless, Lin Lei asked doubtfully: "What? Is my metaphor inappropriate?"

Du Yin's mouth twitched wildly: "Appropriate, so appropriate!"

"Then why do you look like you've eaten shit?" Lin Lei said dissatisfied, "If you don't know, you think it's me who steals your paper."

Du Yin's eyes began to look dangerous as he clenched his fist tightly.

"What are you looking at? It's my handsomeness that makes you unable to open your eyes..."

Click——

Familiar sounds, familiar results.

Du Yin sat on the unconscious Lin Lei, took a deep breath, and then said to Wang Xianxian with a smile.

"My elders also asked me to remind you that the process of challenging the Sword Emperor involves the fate of the Wang family."

"Based on your performance just now, Wang Beichen will definitely make some dirty tricks. It's better to be careful."

Wang Xianxian looked at Lin Lei, who was frothing at the mouth and sleeping peacefully on the ground, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Thank you... thank you..."

At this moment, a sound suddenly came from above the hall.

Immediately afterwards, golden light bloomed in the sky.

A huge golden stone tablet fell from the sky and then landed heavily on the ground.

[Attention all candidates, the registration verification is now starting. Candidates are asked to register in the order they arrive on the ninth floor. 】

Hearing this, everyone present focused their attention on the young man with a sinister expression.

Feeling the eyes of the others, Wang Beichen felt a little proud in his heart.

‘First, it’s still mine! ’

He quickly walked to the golden stone tablet and touched it with his hand.

"The soul-measuring tablet can measure the realm, age, talent, and vocation of the person who touches the soul tablet!"

The familiar voice of explanation made Wang Xianxian turn around suddenly.

Lin Lei's expression was serious, his arms folded as he explained, and his deep voice gave off a bit of a master's temperament.

"Woke up so quickly?" Wang Xianxian asked doubtfully.

"Humph." Lin Lei smiled evilly, "A mere strange disease cannot control my determination to survive."

"I have figured it out. This is not a disease, but a curse. This is God's jealousy of Yingcai..."

"But, I don't blame the sky. After all, if people like me are not sealed, the sky will be broken sooner or later."

"My talent is so strong that even God is afraid of it..."

"I'm afraid, I'm... hopeless..."

Lin Lei smiled freely. At this moment, he seemed to have seen through fate and all the truth!

He is so terrifying now!

After sighing, Lin Lei turned his attention to Wang Beichen again.

Suddenly, the stone monument in front of me shined brightly.

[Candidate Wang Beichen, age 13; realm, early stage of bone forging realm; vocation, soulless sword master; talent, sword soul control. 】

[Judgment of talent level: EX level. 】

The shining words on the stone tablet deeply penetrated everyone's eyes.

The whole country was shocked!

"Isn't Wang Beichen an X-level talent?"

"what happened?"

"Holy shit, he's also the holder of an EX-level talent?"

"Is it because he is too young and there was something wrong with his previous talent record?"

"Isn't anyone paying attention to his realm?"

"Damn it, 13 years old in the bone forging realm!"

"It's unbelievable that there are two EX talent holders appearing at the same time!"

"..."

There were also sighs from all the major imperial clans.

"Wang finally made up his mind, and the battle for luck has begun."

"The supreme elder of the Wang family actually poured the clan's destiny into Wang Beichen's body."

"Wang Beichen's previous talent was only X level. Wang dared to transport Qi into his body, which means Wang Beichen must have other special qualities."

"Is he the child of prophecy?"

"Then what exactly is Yunjiu, an accident of heaven?"

"Or is it that the previous news about the Bearer of the Nine Swords was false and that the Son of Prophecy will not appear in this era?"

"No, the child of prophecy must have appeared. The supreme elder of the Wang family was severely injured because he peeked into the secret."

"Since he chose Wang Beichen, Wang Beichen must be related to the Son of Prophecy."

"We don't know exactly what form the so-called son of prophecy will appear in, and what state it will be in."

"Similarly, we can't use a few battles or wins and losses to judge whether he is the son of prophecy."

"But if we can't tell the difference, how can we deal with future disasters?"

"Destiny is unpredictable, like clouds rolling and rolling. People come and go, and no one can predict what tomorrow will bring."

"We are all witnesses of history. Let's continue. As for Yunjiu, we will not make enemies."

"In any case, Wang's rise is irresistible."

"The Sword Emperor is the leader of swordsmanship. With him around, the title of the best swordsman in the world will forever fall on Wang."

"Yunjiu's challenge, regardless of victory or defeat, will not have a devastating blow to the destiny of the Wang family."

"That's true, then let's keep reading..."

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Tianjiu City, Lin's ancestral home.

Emperor Cijiu looked up to the sky and laughed when he saw Wang Beichen's talent.

"Hahahahahaha, interesting, this is really interesting!"

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Kunlun Mountain, Linghuang Palace.

The Spirit Emperor looked down at Emperor Baize and asked in a solemn voice.

"Bai Ze, can you confirm Wang Beichen's talent at that time?"

Emperor Baize thought for a moment: "Reporting to your majesty, according to my observations at Wang's, Wang Beichen's talent at that time did not have EX-level aura fluctuations."

"Does that mean that the Wang family has begun to inject family luck into Wang Beichen?" Emperor Ling said to himself.

At this moment, a pleasant voice sounded in my ears.

"We haven't even started beating yet. Are you thinking so much about your hair falling out?" Yu Xian'er teased.

Emperor Ling touched Yu Xian'er's head.

"There are some things that you have to think about in advance."

"Today's world is like a sea. The development of our human race for thousands of years has only changed from the original raft to a warship. When the tsunami comes, there is still a risk of destruction..."

After hearing her father's words, Yu Xian'er fell into deep thought.

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