Genshin Impact: Dionysus reigns supreme, all demons retreat!

The positions of the six dragon heads in the Hidden Cave are somewhat similar to the circle of small lions where Jiang Xue fishes.

The six dragon heads formed a large semicircle, and who knows what surprises awaited in the remaining empty spaces.

Xu Ning tasted each of the six pools into which the clear spring from the dragon's head flowed.

The first pool contained the purest water—yes, just water.

This is incredibly deceptive.

Xu Ning drank it three times before daring to draw a conclusion.

A spring has been mixed in with wine; who would believe their own tongue?

As Xu Ning was about to leave, he noticed two small characters on the bluestone beside the pool.

"Gan Lin" (meaning "sweet rain").

Ganlin, isn't that just water?

The second one, once you get close, you can smell the fruity aroma.

Xu Ning could tell without even drinking it that this was Ningguang's favorite sweet wine.

I tried it, and it was indeed so.

I searched around on the nearby bluestone and found two small characters: "Gan Li".

The third one is the wine that Xu Ning drank when he first opened the gourd.

It's about forty degrees, and its name is "Tianlu".

The fourth is the wine that Beidou often drinks now, a famous one called "Yaoguang".

Beidou always thought that Xu Ning was drinking the same wine as him, but in fact Xu Ning downgraded it a level. This Yaoguang wine has an alcohol content of around 50 degrees, which is already considered a high-proof wine.

The fifth one is the so-called Manlong wine that Xu Ning has been drinking, also known as "Jade Liquid".

The alcohol content is around 60 degrees. With Xu Ning's current alcohol tolerance, about a pound of liquor would make him drunk.

Xu Ning walked to the sixth spring.

First, I looked for the name of the blue stone by the pool and found the words "Qiongjiang" (琼浆).

"This Dust Concealing Gourd, when infused with wine, can only produce wine up to the fifth level at most. I've never tasted this Jade Nectar before, but judging from the aroma, it's probably even stronger than Jade Liquor!"

Xu Ning pondered for a moment, then reached into the nectar, scooped it out, and drank it in one gulp.

His eyes lit up immediately. "I thought there was no better wine in the world than Jade Liquor, but I never expected there's always something better!"

After taking a sip of wine, the familiar rumbling sound once again echoed through the Hidden Cave.

The woman in green, who was chopping down the Jade Bamboo, muttered irritably.

"Achievement: Riding the Six Dragons - Tasting all the six levels of fine wine in the cave."

"Offering to Dionysus upgraded by one level: Increases stamina by eight points and grants ten Dionysus Seals."

Xu Ning no longer cared about this gain.

The collection of the Wine Seals relies entirely on increasing the offerings to the god of wine, and so far, only forty-five have been collected.

I'm still far from the 225 I can redeem at the store, let's take it slow!

He is now busy filling the wine jars one by one, with all ten large jars filled with the fourth-grade "Tianlu" wine.

Ten small wine jars were filled with "Tianlu" wine, while the other ten were filled with sweet wine called "Ganli".

They carried out the filled wine jars one by one, and also carried out five long sections of cold jade bamboo.

“Brother Huang, you can prop up this slogan with bamboo. Beidou and Ningguang, you two can host the banquet.”

With everything arranged, Xu Ning pulled Ning Guang over and had her stand in front of the stretched-out cloth.

"This is a bad spot!"

Ningguang hesitated for a moment.

Xu Ning laughed and said, "Why not? This position was specially designed for you. From today onwards, your name will spread rapidly throughout Liyue along with our fine wine. And this is just the first step for you to rise above Liyue."

Standing to the side, Da Huang was startled by Xu Ning's words and turned to look at the little girl who had been ragged and suffering just yesterday.

Surpassing Liyue?

When I heard Xu Ning talking drunkenly last time I was rushing to catch the train, I thought it was just the little guy's drunken delusions.

But now, hearing Xu Ning utter those words again, Da Huang felt that Xu Ning was truly moving towards that goal.

Ningguang looked at Xu Ning's smiling face. Is this the dream you gave me?

I will surpass Liyue and then trample these seven kingdoms under my feet!

Although I don't know what your goal is, I will definitely do it because of your trust!

Ningguang walked to the seat that Xu Ning had reserved for her, a smile already on her face.

It was already close to midday, the busiest time of day for people to come and go at the port.

A man who looked like an old scholar walked past Xu Ning and the others' stall.

But then it suddenly turned back.

Then I looked up at the large curtain hanging behind the wine stall.

"Let us drink and sing, for life is short!"

"Like the morning dew, the days that pass are filled with suffering."

"One should be generous with his feelings and unforgettable with his worries."

"What can relieve my worries? Only..."

"Only... hey, little girl, could you move aside? You're blocking the last two words."

Ningguang's smile froze, and she turned to look at Xu Ning with a resentful expression.

The half of the poem "Short Song" on this curtain was written by the eldest son of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce at Xu Ning's request.

When Xu Ning was two words short of saying that word, he stopped.

This angered the young master, who offered to give away two pieces of clothing for free, but Xu Ning still refused to say the last two words, angrily shouting that he had given the wrong person.

Now they're suffering because of this old scholar.

Ningguang turned slightly to the side and said softly, "Sir, there are no more words after this. But the 'worry-relieving' drink is what's in this jar. Would you like to buy some to take home?"

The old scholar stroked his beard, ignoring Ningguang, and stared blankly at the last sentence.

"How could it be missing? It was just one word away from flowing smoothly."

"Only... what?"

Seeing the old scholar standing in front of the stall, reciting poetry as if possessed, Ningguang turned to Xu Ning and whispered, "What should we do?"

Xu Ning never expected that this poem, "Short Song Ballad," would be so powerful. He originally only intended it to be a prelude to selling wine, but who knew that this half-poem would overshadow the main subject and make people forget about his fine wine.

He could only shrug and say, "There's nothing we can do but wake him up and let him go!"

After saying that, Xu Ning didn't wait for Ningguang to react before suddenly reaching out and pushing a small jar of "Tianlu" off the wine rack in front of him.

"Hey!" Ningguang tried to stop her, but she was a beat too late.

The wine jar was smashed on the ground and shattered into several pieces, with the fine wine gushing out and spilling all over the ground.

A breeze blew by, and the rich aroma of wine began to permeate the harbor.

"What a wonderful aroma! I've never smelled this kind of wine before!"

A wealthy businessman who had just disembarked from the ship sniffed and asked loudly.

Seeing that no one answered, the wealthy businessman sniffed and easily found Xu Ning and his group's stall by following the smell.

"Delicious! You can tell this wine is good just by the smell. What's the story behind your wine?"

No sooner had the wealthy merchant finished speaking than the old scholar exclaimed, "That's right! The two missing characters must be the name of this wine. What can relieve sorrow? Only this wine! Hey, young lady, what's the name of your wine?"

The wealthy merchant was quite annoyed that the old scholar had interrupted him, but since the old man had at least asked the question he wanted to ask, he didn't hold it against him.

Ningguang turned to ask Xu Ning, because even now she still didn't know the name of the wine Xu Ning was talking about.

Xu Ning smiled slightly and said, "Wine is a gift from heaven. This wine is called 'Heavenly Blessing'."

The wealthy merchant laughed, "Good, Tianzhi Meilu, indeed a good name, I'll go first..."

"What's so good about it? This name is completely wrong."

The old scholar immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, saying, "What can relieve sorrow? Only Tianlu. This doesn't rhyme at all, and it doesn't make any sense when you read it. We can't call it that."

The wealthy businessman was repeatedly interrupted, and he became even more annoyed with the old scholar.

“You’re an old man who doesn’t buy any wine, yet you’re nitpicking over words and wasting other people’s business. People who sell wine can name it whatever comes to mind. I think Tianlu is an auspicious and easy-to-remember name, so it should be called that.”

The old scholar was also furious, "How much ink do you have in your belly and you dare to spout nonsense here? I don't care what you think, I only care what I think..."

The two started arguing in front of the stall, and the aroma of the wine soon attracted a large crowd.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering, the wealthy businessman decided not to argue any further.

He turned to Ningguang and asked, "Little girl, how much is this small jar of wine?"

Xu Ning spoke up directly from the side, "Ningguang, our wine can sell for about 200,000 Mora in a large jar at Wangshu Inn. This large jar is roughly equivalent to sixteen small jars. You can set a price based on that."

Ningguang silently calculated in her mind, then smiled and said to the wealthy merchant, "We've just opened for business today, so let's just make enough to cover our meal expenses. Each small jar of wine costs 15,000 Mora."

Xu Ning made no attempt to hide his identity from the wealthy merchant, who smiled and said, "It's not too expensive. I'll buy some to try first. If it's good, I'll come back tomorrow."

The wealthy merchant paid, picked up a small jar, and was about to leave when he suddenly turned back and asked, "He just called you Ningguang, is that your name?"

Ningguang didn't know what he wanted to say, so she could only nod.

The wealthy merchant suddenly burst into laughter and said to the old scholar, "You always say I'm full of knowledge, but look at where this young girl is standing. She's clearly telling you, 'What can relieve sorrow? Only condensed light!' At least that rhymes, right?"