I'm so cute!

Tens of thousands of kilograms is only enough to drink for a few months?

Do you drink hundreds of kilograms a day?

Dragons absorbing water is not so exaggerated, right?

Ye Feng's head is covered with black lines.

"If you join the Piaomiao Sect, can you really drink whatever you want?" The wine maniac held the jar of wine and licked his lips.

He traveled around China just to find wine.

Among them, many of the fine wines were several times, dozens of times, more delicious than the dragon-human medicinal wine. However, the quantity was too small, and they were all drunk long ago, and it was not enjoyable at all.

Only the Piaomiao Sect has a large amount of dragon-human medicinal wine, which is barely enough to drink. For someone like him who is addicted to alcohol, it is not impossible to give up his status as a casual cultivator and join the Piaomiao Sect.

"Master Ye, I am willing to join the Piaomiao Sect!"

The drunkard held the wine jar and drank heavily, as if absorbing water. In a short time, he drank thousands of kilograms of medicinal wine.

Ye Feng couldn't help but was speechless.

If it were an ordinary person, he would either be strangled to death or drunk to death. Only a hidden quasi-sage like a drunkard could bear it.

"System, is a drunkard suitable for joining the sect?"

"Suitable."

After some secret communication, Ye Feng was very satisfied with the result and decisively took out the sect roster and the leader's seal to prepare for registration.

"Drinking fellow Daoist, since you have agreed to join the sect, go through the formalities now!"

He drank thousands of kilograms of fine wine crazily, and while he was in high spirits, he nodded repeatedly and immediately told his origins.

"Drunk maniac, casual cultivator, I can't remember my real name, from an ancient city in the northwest region of China mainland..."

As Ye Feng wrote down the basic information about Drunkard and stamped it with the leader's seal, he immediately felt that his strength had increased a lot.

Fourth level quasi-sage?!

Ye Feng's eyes were shocked.

At the beginning, his judgment on the alcoholic maniac was that this person had hidden his cultivation and had sophisticated methods that could not be accurately detected, but he should be a second- or third-level quasi-sage.

Unexpectedly, the drunkard was actually a rank four quasi-sage!

With the addition of Drunken Mania, Ye Feng's physical power increased by the same amount. With the previous foundation, his physical body reached a point where it was infinitely close to entering the holy realm.

This means that he is about to become a saint in the flesh!

"From now on, you will be one of the supreme elders of our Piaomiao Sect. You have nothing to do on weekdays, so you can do whatever you want. When you are free, you can give guidance to the disciples and ordinary elders in the sect."

Ye Feng said.

"Okay... By the way, Sect Leader, since I have joined the Piaomiao Sect, this thing can be regarded as a piece of my heart for the sect."
Chapter completed!