Chapter 1561: The Hundredth Disciple

Yi Feng patted Wu Tian's shoulder gently and said warmly, "You've worked hard all these years too."

"From today onwards, you are my hundredth official disciple."

Wu Tian was stunned on the spot.

As a nominal disciple, although he had no complaints, he always felt that he was somewhat inferior to his senior brothers and sisters.

Finally, the day had come for Wu Tian to become an official disciple.

Wu Tian felt a knot in his chest dissipate, and his dream had finally come true.

All of this seemed somewhat unreal.

His nose tingled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He knelt down and kowtowed, choking back sobs as he said, "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

At this moment, Wu Tian felt the sensation of his forehead hitting the ground, confirming that this was not a dream.

All his previous efforts had not been in vain; he had finally gained his master's recognition.

Yi Feng stood up and helped him to his feet, gently patting his head as he said warmly, "Don't cry. Today is a happy day. Your senior brothers and sisters are waiting for you to toast them."

Wu Tian wiped his tears with his sleeve and flashed a bright smile.

The senior brothers and sisters were genuinely happy for Wu Tian.

They had always acknowledged Wu Tian, and now this junior brother was truly one of them.

"Little Chicken, don't just stand there! Toast Senior Brother Zhong Qing!" Dead Fish Eyes Bai Qiyu urged. "Later, I'll tell you a story about staying grounded."

"Drink! Art is all about toasting. Later, the two of us will have a blast!"

After bowing to Yi Feng, Wu Tian returned to his seat.

"Senior brothers and sisters, here I come!" Wu Tian said with a smile, raising his cup.

Yi Feng looked joyfully at his hundred beloved disciples.

He thought of his lifebound sword, which had turned into a system, and wondered where it was wandering now.

The task from back then had finally been completed today.

Yi Feng felt an inexplicable sense of relief, as if he had fulfilled a long-standing promise.

He looked at Lu Dasheng and said with a smile, "Old Lu, with all my disciples back, you're going to have to spend a fortune tonight!"

"Master, it's my honor to host you and your disciples. Everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content. Tonight, we won't stop until we're drunk!"

Lu Dasheng raised a wine jar and toasted the crowd.

"I, Lu Dasheng, will drink first to show my respect."

"Gulp, gulp, gulp."

Lu Dasheng downed an entire jar of wine in one go.

The atmosphere at the scene was once again ignited.

Yi Feng recalled the days of revelry in the virtual world, in the city of Warm Wine, and the images of those three guys surfaced in his mind.

He wondered where they were now, gallivanting about.

Yi Feng raised his wine jar and drank wildly, just as he had back then—unrestrained, without regard for status, as if they were a group of long-lost friends.

Everyone drank to their heart's content.

They laughed heartily, all responding to Lu Dasheng's call to start a new round of drinking games.

Little Chicken, elated by the joyous occasion, began making rounds enthusiastically.

Li Taibai raised an eyebrow and looked at the crowd with disdain.

"I'll drink ten of you under the table!"

Hong Kuang was overjoyed for Wu Tian. Hugging a wine jar, he drank alone and was soon on the verge of passing out.

His face was flushed, his eyes dazed, as he stammered, "Brothers... today... I'm happy. Let me perform for you—I am me, a firework of a different color!"

With that, he shot into the sky and began exploding in mid-air with a series of bangs.

The crowd watched in stunned silence.

Jia Jiaqin quipped, "Is that all you can do? Explode? How boring. Master, brothers, folks, let me also perform something to liven things up!"

"Great!"

The crowd cheered and clapped.

Jia Jiaqin waved his hand, and his troupe of spirit beasts made a dazzling appearance.

Ten golden dragons, ten phoenixes, ten jade qilins, and ten armored black tortoises materialized in the sky.

They arranged themselves into various formations, spouting water and fire, dancing gracefully while creating rainbows and neon effects.

Someone turned on a loudspeaker, blasting a rhythmic and hypnotic dance tune.

"The vast horizon is my love, suwei suwei suwei..."

In an instant, the crowd's enthusiasm was reignited.

The five black brothers stumbled out, drunk.

"Let us also give you a show!"

Accompanied by the hypnotic music, the five began to dance.

They clapped their hands, shuffled their feet, and lifted a golden coffin up and down, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Under the influence of the atmosphere and alcohol, the crowd joined in the chaotic dance.

The scene resembled an open-air disco.

Just as the atmosphere reached its peak, Wu Yonghong, drunk, shouted, "Master, forgive me for interrupting the fun, but please give me a moment. I need to confess my love to the one I adore!"

Boom!

The crowd erupted into thunderous applause and waves of support.

"Wu Yonghong, go for it!"

"Wu Yonghong, go for it!"

...

All eyes turned to Wu Yonghong.

Wu Yonghong magically produced a rose.

With a uniquely stylish dance, he moved to the rhythm of the music, step by step, toward a woman.

The woman, surprised, covered her mouth with one hand, looking as if she couldn't believe what was happening and was about to faint.

Her other hand instinctively clutched her heaving chest, her eyes filled with affection and shyness.

Wu Yonghong's expression turned serious.

He said tenderly, "Ah Zhen, I still remember the first time we met. You were in your pajamas, opening the window, and a stick fell on my head."

"I looked up, and with just one glance, I was captivated by your beauty, completely smitten. Your beautiful eyes, your flower-like smile—they are forever etched in my heart."

"I still remember the first words you said to me: 'Please throw my rolling pin back up.' At that moment, all I wanted was to throw my heart up to you!"

"From then on, I've thought of you every moment. I want to take care of you, to make you happy. Please say yes, Ah Zhen..."

Wu Yonghong, with deep affection, took out a ring and knelt on one knee.

"Be together!"

"Say yes!"

"Be together, say yes!"

...

The crowd whistled, cheered, set off fireworks, and clapped enthusiastically.

Everyone was egging him on, supporting Wu Yonghong.

The woman was deeply moved. Tears of joy welled up in her eyes.

She whispered, "Ah Hong, I've liked you for a long time too. I will!"

The crowd erupted into another round of wild cheers.

Wu Yonghong, overjoyed, quickly slipped the ring onto the woman's finger.

However, her ring finger was too thick.

Thinking quickly, he placed the ring on her pinky instead.

"Ah Zhen, I'll have a custom wedding ring made for you. This ring on your pinky is a promise—a hook, a lock, a hundred years unchanging."

"Alright, Ah Hong, whatever you say..."

The two embraced, witnessed by everyone.

The lovers had finally become a couple.

Yi Feng watched with a smile, genuinely happy for Wu Yonghong's late-life romance.

He looked up at the distant stars, and the image of a beautiful figure surfaced in his mind.

Yi Feng silently said to himself, "I've kept you waiting too long. We'll be together soon. Wait for me. This time, I won't break my promise."

The bright moon hung in the sky, casting silvery light.

A shared longing, two places of idle sorrow, just left the brow, only to return to the heart.

And so, they drank, time flowed slowly, and the joy continued.

Late at night.

A large group had passed out on the sandy beach by the lake.

A few stragglers remained at their tables, boasting and drinking, while some brothers played finger-guessing games.

"Fifteen, twenty, twenty-five!"

"Fifteen, twenty, thirty!"

A few drunk old men lay on the sand, grinding their teeth, farting, and smacking their lips.

The evening breeze brushed the lake's surface, and a small boat rested by the shore.

The vast sea of stars reflected on the calm lake, entering Yi Feng's view.

"Drunk, I no longer know if the sky is in the water, or if a boat full of stars presses down on the Milky Way."

Yi Feng stood with his hands behind his back, quietly admiring the beauty before him, a serene smile on his face.