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Chapter 229: The Wine Sword Immortal [Part 2] · Nov 15, 2026

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201 Chapter 201: The Second Divine Demon Challenges the Everlasting Puppet 2026-11-15
202 Chapter 202: The Second Divine Demon Challenges the Everlasting Puppet [Part 2] 2026-11-15
203 Chapter 203: The Second Divine Demon Challenges the Everlasting Puppet [Part 3] 2026-11-15
204 Chapter 204: The Second Divine Demon Challenges the Everlasting Puppet [Part 4] 2026-11-15
205 Chapter 205: The Second Divine Demon Challenges the Everlasting Puppet [Part 5] 2026-11-15
206 Chapter 206: The Second Divine Demon Challenges the Everlasting Puppet [Part 6] 2026-11-15
207 Chapter 207: The Patriarch Emerges 2026-11-15
208 Chapter 208: The Patriarch Emerges [Part 2] 2026-11-15
209 Chapter 209: The Patriarch’s Word and the Child Who Understood 2026-11-15
210 Chapter 210: The Patriarch’s Word and the Child Who Understood [Part 2] 2026-11-15
211 Chapter 211: A Child’s Last Hope 2026-11-15
212 Chapter 212: A Child’s Last Hope [Part 2] 2026-11-15
213 Chapter 213: The Last Hope of the Everdawn Salvatore 2026-11-15
214 Chapter 214: The Last Hope of the Everdawn Salvatore [Part 2] 2026-11-15
215 Chapter 215: The Child Who Should Have Been Protected 2026-11-15
216 Chapter 216: The Patriarch’s Divine Decree of Annihilation 2026-11-15
217 Chapter 217: A Bone Forged by the Great Laws 2026-11-15
218 Chapter 218: The Stolen Sovereign Bone 2026-11-15
219 Chapter 219: Lucas’s Rebirth!!! 2026-11-15
220 Chapter 220: The Resolve of the Child of Destiny 2026-11-15
221 Chapter 221: The Troublemaker Raised by the Patriarch 2026-11-15
222 Chapter 222: Rumors, Forbidden Arts, and Dragon Gate 2026-11-15
223 Chapter 223: The Dragon Gate and the Chaotic Era Divine King Body 2026-11-15
224 Chapter 224: The Dragon Gate and the Chaotic Era Divine King Body [Part 2] 2026-11-15
225 Chapter 225: The Prodigy Banquet 2026-11-15
226 Chapter 226: The Prodigy Banquet [Part 2] 2026-11-15
227 Chapter 227: The Prodigy Banquet [Part 3] 2026-11-15
228 Chapter 228: The Wine Sword Immortal 2026-11-15
229 Chapter 229: The Wine Sword Immortal [Part 2] 2026-11-15

The Wine Sword Immortal [Part 2]

The pressure from Marcus’s cultivation descended like a mountain.

Several weaker cultivators immediately stepped backward.

The stone beneath his feet cracked.

His robe fluttered.

His eyes locked onto the arena below.

Yet the mysterious voice sounded completely unconcerned.

”Oh~ What, can’t take the truth?”

The voice was somewhat drunk.

Like a wine-soaked fool.

That strange tone only made the Brightwell family’s anger burn hotter.

Everyone turned toward the source.

For a moment, nobody understood where the voice had come from.

Then their pupils contracted sharply.

At the source of the voice—from the very ring where Lachlan Brightwell had stood—

A disheveled youth in tattered clothes, holding a wine gourd, sat atop Lachlan’s body, drinking leisurely.

The scene was almost absurd.

The youth looked completely relaxed.

His clothes were dirty and torn.

His hair was somewhat messy.

His posture was lazy.

One hand held the wine gourd.

The other rested casually against his knee.

Meanwhile—

Lachlan Brightwell lay motionless beneath him.

His condition was unknown.

The young man took another leisurely sip.

The surrounding cultivators stared.

Nobody had seen him attack.

Nobody had seen him move.

Nobody had even noticed when he entered the ring.

At some point, this person had defeated Lachlan Brightwell!

Lachlan was a Heavenly Genesis Great Perfection prodigy—Half-Step Star Grasping!

Who was this person?!

The realization sent a chill through the crowd.

A few elders immediately became cautious.

They looked at the young man as though they were looking at an unexploded bomb.

Sensing the crowd’s gaze, the youth raised his gourd for another sip.

He did not even bother looking at Lachlan beneath him.

”What, am I wrong?”

His voice carried a lazy amusement.

Almost playful.

Yet nobody laughed.

Marcus’s eyes became increasingly cold.

He studied the youth carefully.

”Hmph! May I ask which family’s prodigy you are? I won’t hold this against you—have your elder come forward!”

Marcus snorted coldly, but inwardly he was deeply wary.

He had not even noticed when Lachlan had fallen.

That alone was terrifying.

And the youth was far younger than Lachlan.

To defeat Lachlan silently meant his cultivation must be at least Heavenly Genesis Great Perfection—perhaps even Star Grasping!

A young prodigy with such strength could not possibly have an ordinary background.

The inheritance behind such a young prodigy... must be terrifying indeed.

That was what made Marcus cautious.

Otherwise, he would have struck down the first word of insolence.

He did not become patriarch by acting recklessly.

There were countless ancient families in the world.

Some looked insignificant.

Some appeared ordinary.

Yet behind them might stand terrifying existences that could destroy an entire domain with a single thought.

Marcus had lived long enough to understand that principle.

But the young man merely stared at him.

Then—

”HAHAHA!! Elders! My elders!”

The youth laughed heartily.

His laughter was loud.

His shoulders shook.

He raised his wine gourd and took another drink.

Then, without hiding his contempt, he said:

”Who do you think you are—to be worthy of meeting my elders?!”

The smile disappeared from Marcus’s face.

The Brightwell family elders immediately exploded.

”Insolent wretch!!”

”Where do you think this is?! This is not a place for your mischief!”

”Insult the Everdawn Brightwell family—and you shall die!!”

Instantly, four or five Star Grasping auras erupted.

BOOM!

The air shook.

Powerful spiritual pressure locked onto the youth.

Several elders simultaneously surrounded the arena.

Their eyes were cold.

The young man did not even look at them.

”Pfft~ Such half-baked power...”

His voice was filled with disdain.

He unhurriedly raised his gourd for another drink.

The wine flowed between his lips.

He swallowed.

Then lowered the gourd.

For some reason, the entire arena became quiet.

The young man’s fingers loosened.

The gourd dropped.

SHING—!!

A sharp sword cry suddenly rang out.

The sound pierced the heavens.

Everyone’s expression changed.

The fallen wine gourd had barely begun to descend when a longsword came howling from the heavens.

RUSH—!!!

The sword tore through the air.

A terrifying Sword Intent spread outward.

Behind him, a massive phantom of drunken dreams materialized.

It was an astonishing sight.

Countless figures lost in intoxication sat within.

Some held wine cups.

Some leaned against ancient trees.

Some gazed at the stars.

Others simply slept beneath the clouds.

Everything seemed hazy.

Dreamlike.

Yet hidden within that drunken world was an astonishing killing intent.

A single longsword.

A cup of warm wine.

Watching the clouds and the mortal world drift by!

The young man’s aura suddenly changed.

The lazy drunkard disappeared.

What replaced him was a swordsman.

A swordsman who seemed to have walked alone through countless years.

A swordsman who had witnessed too many things to care about worldly fame.

”Star Grasping Realm!!!”

Someone shouted.

”A Saint Body!!”

Another elder’s eyes widened.

The crowd was stunned!

The youth’s aura erupted completely.

Stars seemed to emerge around him.

Yet unlike ordinary Star Grasping cultivators, his phenomenon was vastly more extraordinary.

Entering Star Grasping allowed one to manifest star phenomena—but those with special constitutions, such as Divine Bodies or Saint Bodies, could summon even more powerful phenomena beyond the stars.

Just like this youth before them.

His Saint Body was clearly extraordinary.

The enormous drunken phantom seemed to contain an entire world.

The sword within it quietly hovered.

Yet nobody dared to underestimate it.

One sword.

One cup of wine.

One drunkard.

And yet the pressure he released was enough to make several Star Grasping elders tense their bodies.

The young man slowly picked up his wine gourd.

He took another drink.

Then he looked toward the people surrounding him.

”Drunken dreams, a single sword for the mortal world. I am Zayd Salvatore, the Salvatore family’s Seventeenth Rank—the Wine Sword Immortal!”

His words were slightly slurred.

His eyes were half-lidded.

But the moment he introduced himself, the entire arena exploded.

”The Salvatore family!!!”

”Salvatore family?”

”Isn’t the Salvatore family the Brightwell family’s in- laws?”

”Yes, I’ve never heard of the Salvatore family having such a monster!!”

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