Langjiu Martial Saint

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“Dali, training in martial arts is like rowing upstream: if you don't advance, you fall behind! You drink every day. How can you amount to anything?”

“What? You broke through to the ninth rank?”

“Dali, middle-tier martial arts are profound and vast. Even I would need years of hard training...”

“What? You reached the minor mastery stage in just a month?!”

“A genius! If you break through to the seventh rank by the end of the year, I'll reward you with three thousand silver taels!”

“Huh? It's only October and you've already broken through?!”

“Alas, the realm is in chaos. The demon clans run rampant, and the people are suffering...”

“? You say what's simmering in the pot is the Demon Emperor's flesh?!”

The Northern Di State Preceptor can breach a city alone. The old eunuch in the capital can freeze half a moat with one palm. The Demon Emperor of Wumeng Mountain can shatter mountains with a single lash of his tail...

Niu Dali was reborn in this flourishing martial world. His talent was average, but he unexpectedly discovered that drinking made him stronger!

Drink a bottle of Honghualang, and the Wine God's blessing rises by 5!

Drink a bottle of Qinghualang, and the Wine God's blessing rises by 7!

So he kept to the Langjiu Sect, drinking himself into a stupor every day while his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.

Years later, chaos descended upon the world.

The Northern Di cavalry rode south, the demon clans ran rampant, and all living beings stood on the brink of disaster.

At last, Niu Dali set down his wine jar and stepped out of the sect.

One sword strike to slay a great demon!

One palm to subdue an old fiend!

With invincible might, he swept through the chaos!

The world revered him as...

The Martial Saint of Langjiu!