Chapter 181: Drinking
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Chapter 181: Drinking
After purchasing another three more rounds for all the mortals on the first floor, many of them were absolutely sloshed. Sage, on the other hand, was jealous and immediately marched up to the second floor. Cultivators had stronger bodies than normal folks, which also meant their tolerance for alcohol was much higher. To that end, special wines were made for them. By mortal standards theyd need to drink neutral spirits, the ones with 90% alcohol, in large quantities. Since that stuff was quite difficult to make in this world, and it also tasted quite similar to rubbing alcohol, they instead created many types of beers, wines, and liquors using Spirit Plants. These new drinks were far more powerful, working in the same manner as alcohol for mortals while also having wonderful flavors. The downside being their extraordinary prices. These are the materials used by cultivators to create spiritual foods and alchemical pills, things that can help elevate their level of strength, heal injuries, or cure poisons. Of course it was expensive to waste them on becoming inebriated.
With the great example of those on the first floor, and also his desire to blow off some steam, Sage ordered a half dozen jars, picking out one of each of the wines that the tavern had available for cultivators. He thought of his friends, those three brothers of his, and their favorite place, Delicious Dream. There was still a few jars of Delicious Dream Wine in his storage ring, but he saved those for special occasions. It was more than enough to simply think of them and how nice it would be if they were here. Unfortunately, they were at least a few weeks of travel away from here so he could only drink to their health. With that inspiration he filled his drinking cup and thought of a few more people whose health he could drink to. After drinking to their health he drank to their success. Making sure to take a drink for each persons success individually. Then he started to drink to the happiness of their families, then to their descendants health and happiness
By the time he got to his friends third generation descendants he was quite thoroughly woozy and lacking in his faculties. Somehow, the stress built up from his fevered crafting combined with the deep introspection forced upon him by that fog on Thunder Mountain had pushed him to go against his normal cautiousness. It was in this strange state, that Sage actually saw someone familiar to him. Ñøv€lRapture marked the initial hosting of this chapter on Ñôv€lß¡n.
The tavern was built with a common style, four floors in total, with the second and third floor having a mezzanine design. The central area of the floors were essentially open to the floors below with large internal balconies. The third and fourth floor were filled with private rooms, but the ones on the third floor were smaller and had windows or balconies to look down on the first two floors. It was the privilege of the rich and powerful to gaze down, helping to reinforce their view that others were beneath them. Obviously, such a place was attractive to the powerful and so the design was extremely common. Most taverns were built in the same way. The staircase was centralized and climbed up around the open air area in the center, so as soon as someone started to head upwards everyone would get a good look at them. It was a favorite time of the rich to strut and show off, rising above the common folk on the first floor.
When he finally came to, he noticed the empty bottles in front of him and groaned. His head was throbbing and his vision was blurry. A server hid their laugh and brought him the standard, a bowl of warm water, a towel, and a special soup that was quite good at sobering people up and fighting hangovers.
What did I do? Where are the elephants that were stomping on my face?
Sage washed up and started to eat the soup, groaning and griping the whole time. He then realized his Twin Soul wasnt with him and reached out, remembering where hed sent it only after the fact. Surprisingly, those six fellows on the fourth floor hadnt left yet. They were in various states of undress, scattered around a big room filled with pillows and cushions. Sages Twin Soul looked around the room before he called it back. Still groggy, he wasnt quite as careful calling it, the spirit just floating down through the floors and entering his body. The Twin Soul was nearly transparent in the daytime and it moved quickly so he didnt think anything of it.
It was you!
Sage nearly had his face buried into the bowl of soup when he suddenly heard the loud shout. Looking up he saw the old man from Tang Zhelans party, his face red and extremely furious.
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Chapter 181: Drinking
After purchasing another three more rounds for all the mortals on the first floor, many of them were absolutely sloshed. Sage, on the other hand, was jealous and immediately marched up to the second floor. Cultivators had stronger bodies than normal folks, which also meant their tolerance for alcohol was much higher. To that end, special wines were made for them. By mortal standards theyd need to drink neutral spirits, the ones with 90% alcohol, in large quantities. Since that stuff was quite difficult to make in this world, and it also tasted quite similar to rubbing alcohol, they instead created many types of beers, wines, and liquors using Spirit Plants. These new drinks were far more powerful, working in the same manner as alcohol for mortals while also having wonderful flavors. The downside being their extraordinary prices. These are the materials used by cultivators to create spiritual foods and alchemical pills, things that can help elevate their level of strength, heal injuries, or cure poisons. Of course it was expensive to waste them on becoming inebriated.
With the great example of those on the first floor, and also his desire to blow off some steam, Sage ordered a half dozen jars, picking out one of each of the wines that the tavern had available for cultivators. He thought of his friends, those three brothers of his, and their favorite place, Delicious Dream. There was still a few jars of Delicious Dream Wine in his storage ring, but he saved those for special occasions. It was more than enough to simply think of them and how nice it would be if they were here. Unfortunately, they were at least a few weeks of travel away from here so he could only drink to their health. With that inspiration he filled his drinking cup and thought of a few more people whose health he could drink to. After drinking to their health he drank to their success. Making sure to take a drink for each persons success individually. Then he started to drink to the happiness of their families, then to their descendants health and happiness
By the time he got to his friends third generation descendants he was quite thoroughly woozy and lacking in his faculties. Somehow, the stress built up from his fevered crafting combined with the deep introspection forced upon him by that fog on Thunder Mountain had pushed him to go against his normal cautiousness. It was in this strange state, that Sage actually saw someone familiar to him. Ñøv€lRapture marked the initial hosting of this chapter on Ñôv€lß¡n.
The tavern was built with a common style, four floors in total, with the second and third floor having a mezzanine design. The central area of the floors were essentially open to the floors below with large internal balconies. The third and fourth floor were filled with private rooms, but the ones on the third floor were smaller and had windows or balconies to look down on the first two floors. It was the privilege of the rich and powerful to gaze down, helping to reinforce their view that others were beneath them. Obviously, such a place was attractive to the powerful and so the design was extremely common. Most taverns were built in the same way. The staircase was centralized and climbed up around the open air area in the center, so as soon as someone started to head upwards everyone would get a good look at them. It was a favorite time of the rich to strut and show off, rising above the common folk on the first floor.
When he finally came to, he noticed the empty bottles in front of him and groaned. His head was throbbing and his vision was blurry. A server hid their laugh and brought him the standard, a bowl of warm water, a towel, and a special soup that was quite good at sobering people up and fighting hangovers.
What did I do? Where are the elephants that were stomping on my face?
Sage washed up and started to eat the soup, groaning and griping the whole time. He then realized his Twin Soul wasnt with him and reached out, remembering where hed sent it only after the fact. Surprisingly, those six fellows on the fourth floor hadnt left yet. They were in various states of undress, scattered around a big room filled with pillows and cushions. Sages Twin Soul looked around the room before he called it back. Still groggy, he wasnt quite as careful calling it, the spirit just floating down through the floors and entering his body. The Twin Soul was nearly transparent in the daytime and it moved quickly so he didnt think anything of it.
It was you!
Sage nearly had his face buried into the bowl of soup when he suddenly heard the loud shout. Looking up he saw the old man from Tang Zhelans party, his face red and extremely furious.
Chapter 181: DrinkingAfter purchasing another three more rounds for all the mortals on the first floor, many of them were absolutely sloshed. Sage, on the other hand, was jealous and immediately marched up to the second floor. Cultivators had stronger bodies than normal folks, which also meant their tolerance for alcohol was much higher. To that end, special wines were made for them. By mortal standards theyd need to drink neutral spirits, the ones with 90% alcohol, in large quantities. Since that stuff was quite difficult to make in this world, and it also tasted quite similar to rubbing alcohol, they instead created many types of beers, wines, and liquors using Spirit Plants. These new drinks were far more powerful, working in the same manner as alcohol for mortals while also having wonderful flavors. The downside being their extraordinary prices. These are the materials used by cultivators to create spiritual foods and alchemical pills, things that can help elevate their level of strength, heal injuries, or cure poisons. Of course it was expensive to waste them on becoming inebriated. With the great example of those on the first floor, and also his desire to blow off some steam, Sage ordered a half dozen jars, picking out one of each of the wines that the tavern had available for cultivators. He thought of his friends, those three brothers of his, and their favorite place, Delicious Dream. There was still a few jars of Delicious Dream Wine in his storage ring, but he saved those for special occasions. It was more than enough to simply think of them and how nice it would be if they were here. Unfortunately, they were at least a few weeks of travel away from here so he could only drink to their health. With that inspiration he filled his drinking cup and thought of a few more people whose health he could drink to. After drinking to their health he drank to their success. Making sure to take a drink for each persons success individually. Then he started to drink to the happiness of their families, then to their descendants health and happinessBy the time he got to his friends third generation descendants he was quite thoroughly woozy and lacking in his faculties. Somehow, the stress built up from his fevered crafting combined with the deep introspection forced upon him by that fog on Thunder Mountain had pushed him to go against his normal cautiousness. It was in this strange state, that Sage actually saw someone familiar to him. NvlRapture marked the initial hosting of this chapter on Novln.The tavern was built with a common style, four floors in total, with the second and third floor having a mezzanine design. The central area of the floors were essentially open to the floors below with large internal balconies. The third and fourth floor were filled with private rooms, but the ones on the third floor were smaller and had windows or balconies to look down on the first two floors. It was the privilege of the rich and powerful to gaze down, helping to reinforce their view that others were beneath them. Obviously, such a place was attractive to the powerful and so the design was extremely common. Most taverns were built in the same way. The staircase was centralized and climbed up around the open air area in the center, so as soon as someone started to head upwards everyone would get a good look at them. It was a favorite time of the rich to strut and show off, rising above the common folk on the first floor. When he finally came to, he noticed the empty bottles in front of him and groaned. His head was throbbing and his vision was blurry. A server hid their laugh and brought him the standard, a bowl of warm water, a towel, and a special soup that was quite good at sobering people up and fighting hangovers. What did I do? Where are the elephants that were stomping on my face?Sage washed up and started to eat the soup, groaning and griping the whole time. He then realized his Twin Soul wasnt with him and reached out, remembering where hed sent it only after the fact. Surprisingly, those six fellows on the fourth floor hadnt left yet. They were in various states of undress, scattered around a big room filled with pillows and cushions. Sages Twin Soul looked around the room before he called it back. Still groggy, he wasnt quite as careful calling it, the spirit just floating down through the floors and entering his body. The Twin Soul was nearly transparent in the daytime and it moved quickly so he didnt think anything of it. It was you!Sage nearly had his face buried into the bowl of soup when he suddenly heard the loud shout. Looking up he saw the old man from Tang Zhelans party, his face red and extremely furious.
