Chapter 22: Revealing the Truth

"Phew..."

Shao Jianguo and President Zhao both let out a sigh of relief when they saw the two bottles.

The two of them had studied the "Grand Dao Wander" wine bottles thousands of times today, and immediately knew that this unique feeling meant these were definitely authentic "Grand Dao Wander."

They didn't dare look too long, afraid they wouldn't be able to resist opening and drinking the wine.

They carefully placed the wine in the safe, then Shao Jianguo glared at Shao Shan:

"You brat, I sent you to get wine, not to fetch scriptures from the West. Why are you only coming back now?"

Shao Jianguo was very displeased.

He had thought Shao Shan had become a bit more reliable, but he was still unreliable as ever.

"My friend invited me to drink, and I couldn't refuse."

Shao Shan replied indifferently.

"What? You went drinking? What if you got drunk and spilled the wine?"

Shao Jianguo immediately became somewhat angry.

Beside him, President Zhao's expression also darkened.

"What could I do? My friend had half a bottle of opened 'Grand Dao Wander' and wanted to share it with me."

"How could I possibly resist?"

"Don't worry, it was only half a bottle split between two people. With my alcohol tolerance, how could I get drunk?"

Shao Shan responded confidently.

Immediately, both Shao Jianguo and President Zhao were speechless.

That mysterious friend had actually invited Shao Shan to drink Grand Dao Wander...

That was absolutely irresistible.

Shao Jianguo and President Zhao admitted to themselves that if someone invited them to drink such divine-grade wine, they wouldn't be able to resist either.

So that was fine then. Shao Shan coming back late was understandable.

"You brat, always talking back. I ask you to inherit the family business and you refuse, spending all day mixing with those no-good friends..."

But as a father, Shao Jianguo naturally couldn't admit he was wrong, so he casually started lecturing Shao Shan.

"Dad, I'm ready to inherit the family business now. My friend is a self-reliant person, and I want to learn from him too."

"Dad, don't talk nonsense. My friend is not some no-good companion."

"Unfortunately, I wanted to bring my friend to help me, but he refused."

Shao Shan interrupted, revealing his future plans.

Hearing this, Shao Jianguo was stunned, then overjoyed.

"Haha, my son is willing to inherit the family business!"

"It is indeed unfortunate. If your friend were willing to come, the Shao Group would definitely treat him well!"

"Your friend is not a no-good companion, but a true good friend. You should learn more from him in the future."

In his joy, Shao Jianguo's earlier displeasure vanished without a trace.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly that the expert friend Shao Shan had made was truly extraordinary.

That expert hermit could not only produce divine wine like "Grand Dao Wander," but also regarded wealth as dirt.

He could even make this brat Shao Shan change his mind.

Shao Jianguo felt regretful that he couldn't meet this "expert" He Zhi.

"Brother Shao, congratulations on the Shao Group having a successor."

President Zhao also offered his congratulations.

Now President Zhao was already Shao Jianguo's good friend, so naturally he was happy for him.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, I'm happy today."

"I'm going to open that bottle of Grand Dao Wander I have, and today we old brothers will drink until we drop again!"

Shao Jianguo laughed heartily.

Previously, He Zhi had given Shao Shan two bottles of spiritual wine, and one bottle still remained.

Shao Jianguo was happy now and prepared to open it for drinking as a celebration.

After all, his wastrel son had finally changed his mind—how could they not celebrate?

"Good! Then I'll mooch another drink off you, brother."

Hearing this, President Zhao was immediately delighted.

Although he had just bought two bottles of spiritual wine, he couldn't bear to open them.

Now that Shao Jianguo was being so generous, he definitely had to mooch a drink.

"Old man, you're just craving it, aren't you? And strictly speaking, that bottle is mine..."

Shao Shan was speechless, but then he became happy too.

He could also drink another round of Grand Dao Wander.

This divine-grade wine—drink it once, want it twice; drink it twice, want it thrice. You could never get tired of it.

So that evening, a banquet was held again at the Shao family mansion, with host and guests enjoying themselves.

After drinking, Shao Jianguo and President Zhao spoke their true feelings, deepening their relationship.

The connection between the Shao and Zhao families became even closer, and Shao Shan officially confirmed he would inherit the Shao family's business empire.

The next morning, He Zhi awoke from cultivation.

His first glance went to the screen.

On the screen, the Sect Master had gathered all the disciples and was giving a speech.

"Yesterday, we received ten-thousand-year iron essence bestowed by the Grand Elder. This Sect Master and the five stewards worked hard through the night and forged eighteen sword embryos together! These will be distributed to the eighteen disciples with the highest cultivation rankings."

"Those who didn't receive sword embryos need not be anxious. In just a few more days, everyone will have one!"

The Sect Master announced loudly.

At the same time, he held a jade box containing eighteen small swords gleaming with silver light.

The small swords were only finger-length, radiating intense spiritual light. These were the sword embryos forged from ten-thousand-year iron essence.

Immediately, the disciples let out excited cheers.

"Looks like if I don't shut down and log off at night, time won't accelerate..."

Outside the screen, He Zhi nodded.

From the Sect Master's earlier words, he could tell that time in the cultivation world had been normal during the night, without acceleration.

He Zhi had figured out another mystery of this "game."

In the future, He Zhi could control the time flow rate of the cultivation world by shutting down and logging off, making many things much more convenient.

He Zhi wanted to develop Qingxuan Sect to support himself, which definitely wasn't something that could be done overnight.

If Qingxuan Sect could only develop after ten years, would He Zhi have to wait ten years?

By then, He Zhi would be pushing thirty.

Being able to actively accelerate time was naturally a good thing.

He Zhi decided that in the future, if nothing was happening at Qingxuan Sect, he would shut down and log off.

One night would be one month, twelve nights would be one year.

Then when he logged back in, Qingxuan Sect's strength would surely have greatly improved, without him having to watch constantly.

In the cultivation world, the Sect Master was still giving his speech.

"Time was limited, so these flying swords couldn't be fully refined—they're only sword embryos."

"After you receive them, you must also diligently refine them every day, continuously enhancing their power. Otherwise, this precious material will be wasted..."

The Sect Master went on about matters related to the sword embryos for a while, then suddenly changed the subject.

"Next, this Sect Master must announce a very important matter."

"In truth, our current Grand Elder is not the previous Grand Elder!"

"The former Grand Elder was deceived by Blood Yin Sect's fake cultivation method and has passed away in meditation."

"The Grand Elder who now bestows treasures upon us is a mysterious senior expert who was traveling and has accepted our Qingxuan Sect's offerings to protect us!"

The Sect Master actually revealed this matter!

"What? Sect Master, are you joking?"

"The previous Grand Elder is already dead?"

"Who exactly is the current Grand Elder, this senior?"

Immediately, all the Qingxuan Sect disciples were in an uproar.

Even He Zhi outside the screen was slightly stunned.

The Sect Master just revealed the truth like that?