Chapter 253: Chapter 24: Intimidating the Western Army [Adding 10 more for the Silver Alliance with a dejected expression] Chapter 253: Chapter 24: Intimidating the Western Army [Adding 10 more for the Silver Alliance with a dejected expression] The Ma brothers, Ma Cheng and Ma Chenggong, were extrely popular. When they led the army to war, their decisions determined everything, and no one ever dared act clandestinely against them.
However, with great popularity also ca audacity. People weren’t afraid to add so playful disobedience into their everyday interactions with them. Caned a few tis? Who cares?
Ma Daocheng hadn’t expected his n to be so without decorum, much to his irritation. He decided to call out so nas: “Zhao Degong!”
“Present… I’m present,” Zhao Degong stamred.
“Uhm? What?”
Zhao Degong stood up: “Divine Physician Nan, I… pay my respects with one bowl!”
He wore an expression of utmost bravery.
Feng Yin gave a nod, “Good! Thank you, General Zhao.”
Before the echo of the words died, he picked up his bowl and drank it down in one go, just as before… gone in a gulp…
Zhao Degong also tipped his head back to gulp, but his mouth seed to have beco a bucket, failing to contain the wine. Wine spilled out of the corners of his mouth, his bowl at least a third empty.
The guys on the side started to rally: “Zhao Degong! You son of a … your mouth has a leak, spilling all the wine!”
Zhao Degong rolled his eyes as he drank.
Was he unaware of the leak? He deliberately made the leak!
If he didn’t spill the wine, he wouldn’t be able to drink it all!
Following this, Ma Daogong continued to call out the nas of his soldiers one by one.
Eventually, Feng Yin started to sense sothing was off. He himself was a battle-hardened veteran of drinking duels; he was not a stranger to being under siege at the table.
That old man… he’s up to no good.
I just healed you, and now you want to get drunk?!
Is there no justice in the world?
If you guys really manage to tip over, won’t my cheats and exploits have been in vain?
Watch transform into a cheater. The Heaven’s Path shall punish you all!
And so, he surreptitiously began to activate his Spiritual Transformation Technique.
Prior to this, Feng Yin had experinted with it many tis. The Spiritual Transformation Technique was best at healing injuries, nurturing life, and in particular, neutralising the effects of alcohol; none of the other techniques could compare!
Considering that alcohol enters the intestines and mixes with the blood, it was not simple to expel it completely and inconspicuously; the task was very difficult.
Worse yet, alcohol seeps into your bloodstream quite rapidly once it enters your intestines and affects the nervous system depending on its concentration!
In other words, when expelling the wine, all that cos out is water, the alcohol mostly remains behind. Even a person with profound cultivation can only withstand the attack of alcohol to a certain extent. It’s impossible, no matter how profound your cultivation, to drink endlessly without being affected.
[This is my experience from many years of heavy drinking. I’m offering this wisdom to you free of charge, so no need to thank .]
Even though Feng Yin’s cultivation base of the Spiritual Transformation Technique is hundreds of tis stronger than other techniques, he can’t beco completely immune to alcohol, but he can resist the invasion of alcohol better than other techniques.
What’s more, he can detoxify the alcohol more efficiently than other techniques. If we talk about percentages, while other techniques can remove 20% of the alcohol in your blood at most, the Spiritual Transformation Technique can remove at least 80% of the alcohol.
Getting rid of all the alcohol is impossible, because the process of alcohol entering your blood and becoming a part of your body is irreversible.
The Spiritual Transformation Technique gently circulates within his body, and slowly, the sll of the alcohol emanates through his pores and disperses…
This undetectable, hidden sll of alcohol, mixed with a slight hint of the power from the Spiritual Transformation Technique, gradually fills the room.
Feng Yin understood that he was effectively cheating, but the spiritual power of his Spiritual Transformation Technique was not ordinary. If released continuously like this, he suspected that every single person here would benefit from it!
But firstly, he was unwilling to lose, and secondly, these n were brave soldiers fighting for their country. Feng Yin didn’t hesitate to provide benefits to them.
Instead, he doubled his efforts, producing much more vapor in the air.
Since his identity had changed, he couldn’t bring out the sa pills he used to give to Wu Tiejun. If he did, his identity would be exposed.
If that happened, he would definitely beco the target. In that regard, he was being a bit selfish…
Providing benefits this way seed too subtle to Feng Yin.
After a while, everyone noticed the change – in a good way. The wine seed to be more fragrant than usual…
One after another, everyone sniffed: “It slls so good! Today’s wine slls exceptionally good!”
“It’s a bit hot, I’m stripping to my bare chest to drink!”
“Let’s have one among us fellow n!” This was the beginning of an internal battle for those already a bit dazed.
After going all around, Feng Yin had expelled about 90% of the alcohol from his stomach. Having decided to stir the pot, he returned the toasts individually.
By this ti, Zhu Weiran had already exited the circle.
He was familiar with Feng Yin’s background and knew just how profound his cultivation was. It was impossible for him to drink so much alcohol without any effects.
Moreover, he was closely observing Feng Yin and had already noticed the sll of alcohol around Feng Yin, how could he not know that Feng Yin was cheating.
But, he kept his mouth shut. He was actually amused seeing his brothers foolishly taking their turns.
In the end, regardless of whether it was Nan Tianyan or his spouse, they planned to disappear from the world after leaving behind the legend of a drunken immortal and a divine physician. It would be a great tale!
Finally…
Thud…
One of the generals hit the floor imdiately after downing a large bowl. He mumbled in a drowsy state, “I… can still drink…”
“Carry… carry him away!”
Ma Daocheng roared out, his tongue heavy with drunkenness.
“Shaful!”
“Carry on!”
With the first man falling, more soldiers were following suit.
Loud thuds, one after the other…
In the end, only the brothers Ma Daogong and a few other high-ranking generals remained, still struggling on. Sure, the two Marshals were still standing, but it wasn’t entirely due to their superior cultivation skills. They had both recently recovered from a serious illness. With the other generals endlessly offering their support, they had managed to endure it until now.
But as things had reached this point, it was almost over. They had each consud around 20 kilograms of alcohol.
Feng Yin initially wanted to ask about their injuries, but Marshal Ma gave him a suggestive look after he asked.
Understanding the hint, Feng Yin did not ask any more.
This night was a chance for the higher-ups of the Western Army to truly relax, thanking the divine doctor. Everyone had been stressed to the point of exhaustion in recent days, so Marhal Ma’s allowance for them to indulge tonight was well appreciated.
One by one, they were starting to sway and sway.
Zhu Weiran opportunistically pulled at Feng Yin’s sleeve.
Turning around, Feng Yin looked at him with a puzzled expression.
Zhu Weiran signalled, “Isn’t it ti to call it a night? Do you really intend to drink all these n under the table? Give them so face.”
Feng Yin, being the man that he is, blinked and got it. Nearly all the nerves had been numbed by alcohol already.
Thus, he picked up his wine bowl and drunkenly proposed a toast: “A toast to you, Marshal… a bowl.”
Marshal Ma’s face turned into a bitter lon.
Reluctantly, he raised his bowl: “Great Doctor Nan, why don’t we… why don’t we…”
He was about to say, let’s split it… but then the great doctor himself, Nan, collapsed like a noodle, falling on the floor with a ‘thud’.
And he was out for the count.
“Phew…”
Marshal Ma was alard and instinctively wiped away a cold sweat, muttering: “He’s finally down… If he hadn’t gone down, the Western Army would have been wiped out…”
Ma Daogong and the other three generals were all wiping their cold sweats away too. When the Great Doctor Nan had stood up with his wine bowl ready for another round, their hearts had jumped to their throats.
Fortunately, he had collapsed!
The Western Army had not been annihilated, what joy!
With a ‘thud,’ the three generals collapsed onto their chairs, sighing in relief, before they all fell into a drunken stupor.
“Who would have thought, who would have thought, this turned out to be the toughest drinking session for the Western Army…”
Marshal Ma swayed: “Quick… tidy… tidy up…”
Before he could finish his sentence, he collided with Ma Daogong. The two brothers then followed suit. One on the left, one on the right they fell onto the ground with a ‘thud’.
The next day, Feng Yin woke up bright and early. He hadn’t gotten drunk, his body clock was remarkably accurate.
As he left his residence, the guards standing by the door greeted him with expressions full of reverence, admiration, and deep respect.
Feng Yin had single-handedly drunk the entire Western Army under the table last night.
The phrase ‘His authority shook the Western Army’ was a perfect fit!
If they had been drinking slowly, many of them wouldn’t have ended up in this state, especially those known for their drinking capacities. Going by typical banquets, the more than 20 jars of wine they had might not even have been enough.
But by taking such big sips, not only did it intensify the alcohol’s impact, it also resulted in them drinking more than usual. It was all completely contrary to conventional drinking etiquette. How could they not be drunk?!
By the end, when all the twenty-plus jars of wine were consud, it was just a jar or two more than usual!
However, one fact remained unchanged: Great Doctor Nan had drunk several jars of wine all by himself. He didn’t just have a large capacity for drinking, but was also generous, unlike any ordinary man!
Many people sighed in admiration, “If this Divine Doctor joined our Western Army, based only on his drinking capacity, he’d undoubtedly be ranked as the number one amongst our 700,000 soldiers. Who would dare compete with him? That would just be asking for trouble!”
“Is the Marshal dealing with official affairs?”
Feng Yin asked. He was preparing to say goodbye.
Now that the identities of Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang Weiran were exposed, the longer he stayed, the higher the risk. As Nan Tianyan, this Divine Doctor, should also disappear along with the couple, vanishing for good!
The assassination attempt certainly had more to it than ets the eye, but since Marshal Ma didn’t want to discuss it, he didn’t need to be overly curious.
The guard’s face betrayed his awkwardness: “The Marshal is still asleep.”
“Oh… I wanted to say goodbye to the Vice Marshal before I leave,” Feng Yin said.
“You’re leaving, Great Doctor? How about staying for a few more days… The Vice Marshal isn’t up yet either!”
“…how about the others? General Lv Yun Cheng?” Feng Yin asked, a little surprised, needing soone to bid him farewell.
“All who were involved in last night’s drinking session are still asleep…”
The guard was evidently embarrassed, yet his eyes radiated with admiration and awe: “You’re the first one up, sir. Such great capacity.”
“…”
Feng Yin sighed: “I recall that I drank half the wine, yet they, a big group of people, are still asleep after just a little bit?”
Just a bit?
Bit??
…….
[End of Chapter]
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