In the Cosmic Divine City, Gu Yu was, after all, a somewhat respected figure. He proactively invited Mo Wuji, but unexpectedly ran into such a snag, which immediately darkened his face.

The best way to salvage his reputation was naturally to teach Mo Wuji a lesson immediately. However, given Mo Wuji's ferocity in easily dispatching Liu Wan just now, he wouldn't dare to make a move against Mo Wuji even if he had ten times the courage.

"Heh, heh..." Gu Yu forcibly swallowed his inner anger and displeasure, chuckled a few times, and retreated.

"Senior Sister Ji, let's find a place to rest and talk after your injuries have recovered. Fellow Daoist Lian Ji, you mentioned a place to drink, how about we go have a drink together?" Mo Wuji naturally wouldn't bother with Gu Yu's displeasure.

"Alright, please follow me, fellow Daoists." Lian Ji sensed Mo Wuji's extraordinary nature. He suspected that Mo Wuji wasn't a Quasi-Sage expert.

If Mo Wuji were a Quasi-Sage, killing Liu Wan wouldn't be surprising. After all, Liu Wan's combat strength wasn't that great. This person was able to be arrogant in the Cosmic Divine City mainly because he had stumbled upon good luck and entered the ranks of Quasi-Sages. If Mo Wuji wasn't even a Quasi-Sage, but a God Monarch cultivator, then Mo Wuji's ability to kill Liu Wan was no simple matter. Such a person was destined to be a powerhouse in the future. He had originally admired Mo Wuji's decisiveness, and now that Mo Wuji had invited him, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

After Mo Wuji's group of three left, the area that Mo Wuji had blasted into ruins was immediately abuzz with activity.

Several cultivators even rushed towards the center of the battle to snatch the Buddhist shovel that Mo Wuji had not taken.

The Cosmic Divine City was already a place of constant fighting, and now that a powerhouse like Mo Wuji had arrived, it was conceivable that the place would become even more unstable in the future.

...

Although a small part of the Cosmic Divine City had been blasted away by the fight between Mo Wuji and Liu Wan, most of it remained intact.

The place where Lian Ji said there was good wine belonged to the intact areas, located at the very edge of the Cosmic Divine City.

Previously, Mo Wuji had thought it was a restaurant. It wasn't until he followed Lian Ji here that he realized it wasn't a restaurant at all, but a dark and gloomy house.

Standing outside the house, it seemed a bit oppressive at first glance. However, as soon as the three of them entered the house, the feeling of oppression immediately disappeared, replaced by a refreshing and pleasant sensation.

Mo Wuji thought to himself, "The spiritual energy here is so dense."

The house didn't seem very large, only about twenty square meters, with a small stone staircase leading to the second floor.

The house was built with unknown materials. Even without cultivating, one could feel comfortable inside, which was definitely not just due to the dense spiritual energy.

On the walls of the house, several low-grade magical treasures were hung haphazardly. In addition, there was also an alchemy furnace in the corner. In the very center of the house, there was a square table with a chair on either side.

No matter how you looked at it, this was either an alchemy room or a place to sell low-grade magical treasures, not a place to drink.

"Tong-ge, bring a pot of your best wine." Lian Ji called out, without mentioning the name of the wine.

"Coming..." A long, drawn-out voice came from behind the house. After a full few minutes, a back door suddenly appeared, and an old man with a hunched back slowly walked in.

The old man was holding a black lacquer wine pot in his hand, and from a distance, he looked like a turtle crawling slowly.

The old man's spiritual aura was dim, and his breath was somewhat chaotic. He looked like an ordinary God Monarch cultivator whose lifespan was about to end.

Lian Ji nonchalantly walked to the square table and sat down, then beckoned to Mo Wuji, "Fellow Daoist Mo, please sit down, the wine here is really good."

Mo Wuji's eyes twitched. This guy called Tong-ge was definitely no ordinary character. Because Mo Wuji sensed the same Sage aura from him as he did from Huan Ti...

Sage aura? Mo Wuji became even more wary. He was sure he wasn't mistaken, this Tong-ge was a Sage, or at least had been a Sage.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Mo Wuji nodded to Lian Ji and walked to the other chair to sit down before saying, "I wonder if there is a place for my Senior Sister to rest?"

"Yes, cough cough... Of course there is..." Tong-ge coughed several times before pointing to the stone staircase and saying, "Go up there, the second floor is very quiet, you can rest there."

Mo Wuji didn't sense any danger on the second floor. He said to Ji Li, "Senior Sister Ji, go up and recover your dantian. We'll wait for you down here."

"Okay." Ji Li knew that now wasn't the time for unnecessary words. She immediately stepped onto the stone staircase and went straight to the second floor.

In this place, recovering her strength as soon as possible would be of great help to both her and Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji's divine sense followed Ji Li to the second floor. Only after Ji Li sat down cross-legged and began to heal did he withdraw his divine sense.

Regardless of whether this Tong-ge was a Sage or not, he wasn't afraid. The Sage Huan Ti was still imprisoned by him in the Mortal Realm. If this Tong-ge didn't know what was good for him, he wouldn't mind adding another one to his Mortal Realm.

After Ji Li had gone to the second floor to heal, Tong-ge walked to Mo Wuji and Lian Ji's table and placed the black pot down. He also placed two black wine cups.

Lian Ji couldn't wait to pick up the black pot, placed a wine cup in front of Mo Wuji, filled both cups with wine, and then raised his cup, saying, "Haha, I haven't had a drink here for several days, the wine bug is itching, cheers..."

As he spoke, Lian Ji raised the wine cup in his hand and took a large gulp.

Mo Wuji also raised his wine cup. Unlike Lian Ji, he drank the entire cup in one go.

Originally, Mo Wuji thought that the good wine Lian Ji mentioned would definitely be a wine mixed with the aura of the Great Dao. Now that the wine entered his mouth, he knew he was wrong.

This was real wine, without any aura of rules or the Great Dao. The only thing was that he didn't know what the ingredients were. The wine was mellow as it entered his mouth, and when it reached his stomach, it was as if a mad dragon was rampaging. That powerful wine intent raged, forming a force within his body. Mo Wuji suspected that even if he used his cultivation techniques to dissolve it, it wouldn't be possible to dissolve it in a short period of time.

"Good wine..." Mo Wuji had just said two words when he suddenly stopped. He actually sensed a hint of poison in the wine.

However, his Poison Transformation Meridian quickly swept over and enveloped that trace of poison, bringing it into the Poison Transformation Meridian.

Lian Ji was completely unaware and smiled at Mo Wuji, "Fellow Daoist Mo, you can't drink a cup in one gulp like that. If you do, the wine intent will surge, and you'll get drunk after drinking two more cups. No matter what method you use to dissolve it, you won't be able to dissolve it."

After saying that, Lian Ji said to the hunched old man, "Tong-ge, your wine is getting more and more powerful."

"What kind of wine is this?" Mo Wuji looked at Tong-ge with a smile and asked.

"The wine is called 'Horizon'," the hunched old man raised his head and said to Mo Wuji, grinning with his black teeth.

Lian Ji immediately said, "Tong-ge, I've come here to drink at least ten times, and you've never told me what kind of wine it is. Why did you tell Fellow Daoist Mo the name of the wine as soon as he arrived?"

Tong-ge chuckled, "That's because you don't need to know what the wine is called, Fellow Daoist Mo needs to know."

Mo Wuji took the initiative to pick up the wine pot, poured another cup of wine, and drank it all in one gulp, saying, "The wine is good, the name of the wine is good. There's a saying in my hometown, 'A heartbroken person is on the horizon'. It seems that most people who drink this wine will become heartbroken people."

The hunched old man suddenly paused, looked up at Mo Wuji, and a gleam of light swept across his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Although Lian Ji was forthright and meddlesome, he wasn't an idiot. He naturally understood the impropriety of Mo Wuji's words and immediately asked.

After Mo Wuji finished drinking the wine in his hand, he picked up the black wine pot and gulped down all the wine in the pot, then casually threw the wine pot on the ground and said, "It's nothing, it's just that a little something has been added to the wine."

Lian Ji said in confusion, "What something? I didn't taste anything?"

"If you could taste it, then I, Tong-ge, would have been here for tens of millions of years for nothing. Alas..." The hunched old man sighed and, without answering Mo Wuji and Lian Ji's words, turned to leave slowly.

Lian Ji obviously knew that something was wrong with the wine and immediately shouted, "Stop, did you put poison in the wine?"

"So what if I did? You can't even taste the poison, what can you do to me if I did?" Tong-ge slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Wuji and Lian Ji casually, "Being able to drink my 'Heartbroken on the Horizon' is your good fortune. Do you think any trash has the chance to drink my wine?"

Mo Wuji was stunned. He realized that this sentence was what he had said not long ago. In other words, when he killed Liu Wan, this Tong-ge should have been nearby, but he hadn't noticed it.

At this moment, Mo Wuji was 100% sure that this Tong-ge was a Sage. None of these Sages were easy to get along with.

"Who are you?" Mo Wuji didn't stand up, but stared at Tong-ge's face and asked calmly.