The white-haired old man, holding a demon hunting seal, clearly knew the dangers of demons, especially the Evil Spirit demons of the third era, and therefore wisely chose to refuse the demon's blood brew.
The two little girls did want to try, but were stopped by the middle-aged Ring術士:
"Girls, even if you don't want to become my students in the future, I must tell you a common sense Knowledge: never get involved with anything related to demons."
Seeing her serious expression, the two little girls nodded, remaining silent.
"The sixth and seventh types will be introduced together, these are the Sun Wine and the Moonlight Wine. I extracted some blood from ancient sun worms, mixed it with sunlight, and brewed the Sun Wine deep in the earth's core using the sun essence held by the ancient sun ancestors. I extracted some blood from ancient moon butterflies, mixed it with the purest Moonlight, and infused the power of the red moon that I control to obtain this bottle of Moonlight Wine."
When the Saint mentioned "red moon", he looked up at Xia De:
"These two bottles of wine must be stored together to Balance the unstable power. Correspondingly, if you don't want to die terribly, these two types of wine must also be consumed together, otherwise the flesh will instantly turn into light, and the soul will be pulled closer to that great star, then fall into eternal madness. Does anyone want to try it?"
The Ring術士, the old man, and the twin girls all shook their heads; this clearly wasn't a power mortals should attempt. But Xia De frowned slightly, because the voice in his ear was whispering:
【Perhaps, you can try it a little.】
"Which one to try?"
【What do you say?】
"Can I just have the Moonlight Wine?"
So he looked up and said to the Saint, who seemed not at all surprised by this result:
"Of course you can, but that would destroy the combined taste of sun and moon essence, just like a mortal eating a small breakfast bun without sweet sauce."
Fortunately, Xia De never used sauce on his bread.
Two corks popped out simultaneously, first pouring two strangely glowing crimson liquids into the Saint's goblet, then one of them flew in front of Xia De, pouring the wine into his cup; the crimson wine had a clear, cold luster.
Xia De picked up the goblet with one hand, feeling a strong pull, attracting him to drink the wine in front of him:
"The earliest Moonlight was silver Moonlight."
He said softly, the Evil Spirit did not pick up his cup, but looked at him with a smile:
"Yes."
"Later, for unknown reasons, the ancient moon split into three: the yellow moon symbolizing guidance and chaos, the silver moon symbolizing holiness and frenzy, and the red moon, or blood moon, symbolizing flesh and reproduction."
"Yes."
The Evil Spirit nodded again:
"I am the protector of all Vampire races; they worship the blood moon, so I naturally control a part of the red moon's power."
Xia De nodded:
"Actually, I've always believed that I am illuminated by the silver moon, even if I don't know why."
"If you are willing to be transformed into my kin, I can give you a small hint."
The Saint suggested very cautiously, Xia De shook his head gently:
"Sorry, at least for now, I have no such intention."
The other four people at the table kept their heads down, pretending not to hear the conversation.
"It doesn't matter, you can think about it again, after all... I've always been here, haven't I?"
He meant that even in the sixth epoch where Xia De truly resided, this deity still existed.
Xia De looked at the wine in front of him, raising it to eye level, and through the translucent red liquid, looked at the Saint across the table. First, he saw the red full moon in the liquid, and then through that red moon, he saw the deity sitting at the other end of the table.
It wasn't the image of the middle-aged man in the red cloak, but a gigantic flesh humanoid existence that he couldn't describe with any language, as if it occupied the entire space.
Xia De took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Under the astonished gaze of the others, he tilted his head back and drained the blood brew in his hand. The cold but somewhat gentle liquid slid down his throat to his stomach. Then, red light radiated from the cracks on his body surface, but it subsided in just one second.
Xia De opened his eyes, red light shone from his eyes, but gradually returned to peacefulness, eventually disappearing completely. Laughter, a very soft laughter, appeared in his ear:
【Having tasted the god's blood brew, Outsider, you have gained some insight into the blasphemy of the 'red moon'.】
Not just insight, Xia De felt that his control over Moonlight had also greatly strengthened because of this cup of wine. He hadn't had a chance to try it yet, but he thought that at least he could develop more diverse uses for Moonlight Slash.
"It tastes very good."
Xia De praised softly, placing the goblet back on the table. The Saint, facing him, gently shook his head, not knowing what he was sighing about, then drank the mixed beverage of the two blood brews in his own goblet.
By now, Xia De had completed three requirements of drinking with a god: the Turin Poison Insect Wine, the Elemental Wine, and the Moonlight Wine. For any mortal living in the fifth epoch and sixth epoch, such an achievement would be something to boast about for a lifetime.
The god said again:
"The eighth blood brew, Warrior's Wine. Although battle-hardened veterans are not very useful outside the battlefield, their blood and souls, tempered by war, are very interesting. Every once in a while, I would have my servants offer the blood of warriors, and after an unknown number of years, I finally obtained a bottle of Warrior's Wine worth collecting."
He paused:
"One very interesting thing about this wine is that if a male drinks it, their physical qualities can be greatly enhanced, while if a female drinks it, there's a high probability they will grow some... additional organs. After all, only by combining the concepts of 'warrior' and 'male' can this most rugged, yet quite interesting, wine be brewed."
After speaking, he looked directly at the white-haired armored old man. Xia De was unwilling to drink human blood, and the Ring術士 and twin girls clearly did not want to face that "high probability of growing additional organs."
The old man hesitated; this was already the eighth blood brew, and he still had to drink with the god at least once more. Although the Warrior's Wine was certainly not as simple as the god said, at least among all the blood brews mentioned so far, it was relatively safe.
"Okay, my God, I am willing to drink with you."
The blood brew was poured into the cups of the Saint and the old man respectively. The former drank the wine in his cup in one gulp, then looked at the latter at the table with great interest. The white-haired armored old man held the cup, hesitating; he had no other potions.
"Don't worry, I can detoxify it."
Xia De said, but the Ring術士 reminded him:
"Your detoxification spell seems to come from elves; this is only useful against strong toxins that damage the body. But that cup of wine might not be poisonous, but have other effects."
"Do you have a way?"
Xia De asked the Ring術士. The middle-aged Ring術士 originally had no interest in saving the old man, after all, he was a man. But after Xia De looked at her, she instinctively thought for a moment, but still shook her head:
"My method is only useful for Ring術士s."
Many potions that Ring術士s can drink are potent poisons for ordinary people, so Xia De could understand what she meant.
"It's okay, being able to get this far is already beyond my expectations."
The old man said with a smile to Xia De, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the cup to drink, but was stopped by the others:
"Please wait."
It was surprisingly the younger black-dressed girl among the twin girls who spoke. Seeing everyone look at her, the girl flinched. And her older sister, the white-dressed girl, clearly wanted to stop her sister from speaking. But also because she saw everyone looking, she sighed and said nothing more.
"We have medicine here."
The black-dressed girl said softly. She and her sister both had blue eyes and black hair; this hair color made Xia De feel good.
As she spoke, the white-dressed girl, as the older sister, took out a flat rectangular reddish-brown small box from the side pocket of her skirt.
"relic?"
Because of the Saint's presence, Xia De's perception was greatly suppressed. It wasn't until he saw this relic being taken out that he realized the girls, who were still ordinary people for now, were actually carrying a relic.
"This is... 【Addict's Medicine Box】? You actually prepared this in advance?"
The Ring術士 next to the girls recognized what it was.
"We secretly took it when we ran away from home."
The little black-dressed girl said softly.
"Your family, it couldn't be that one from the South Continent..."
The Ring術士 was very surprised. Seeing Xia De a little confused, she explained to him:
"【Addict's Medicine Box】, a demon-level relic, can be used three times every 12 hours, and can obtain any desired medicine. Although the extraordinary properties of the medicine will not be very strong, it will definitely be the kind you want. The negative effect is addiction, but if used only once or twice, that terrible addiction can be overcome with willpower."
The relic rating system varied in different epochs. Xia De wasn't very clear which level "demon-level" corresponded to, but based on its characteristics, it should be Poet Grade or Document-level.
"You can borrow this once."
The white-dressed girl said to the old man, then handed the reddish-brown metal small box to the Ring術士, who then handed it to Xia De, and then passed it to the old man.
The white-haired old man didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth, looked at the four people on this side of the table, and then drank the blood brew in his hand in one gulp.
Terrifying red veins spread from both sides of his esophagus to his entire body. All the pores on his body were seeping blood qi; this wasn't his body "leaking blood," but rather his body being unable to contain so much blood. At the same time, the old man's body expanded outwards like an inflated balloon, and his already swollen hand quickly opened the medicine box, took out an unremarkable white pill, and threw it into his mouth.
PS: To prevent myself from forgetting, I'll emphasize here that the white-dressed girl is the older sister, Grace, and the black-dressed girl is the younger sister, Helen.
