Martial Arts: Starting With Immortal Cultivation, the Female Warriors Are All Broken

Chapter 49 Betting on Yin Luoxia, How About You Marry Me if You Lose?

After leaving the residence, Jiang Che headed toward the mansion where Yin Luoxia resided, walking against the setting sun.

Snow Moon City was vast and resource-rich, with each elder having their own dedicated residence. Yin Luoxia was no exception.

Upon arriving at Yin Luoxia’s residence, Jiang Che was promptly led to her room by a young maid.

Yin Luoxia had changed into a light purple gown, which accentuated her perfect figure.

Her slender waist, curvy hips, and full bosom were mesmerizing. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, slightly damp, her face flushed red—a breathtaking sight.

It seems like she just finished bathing and dressing.

After leading Jiang Che into Yin Luoxia’s room, the maid bowed and left, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

“You’re here…”

Yin Luoxia smiled charmingly and gestured for Jiang Che to take a seat.

“What’s this? Did Fairy Luoxia take a special bath just to welcome me?” Jiang Che teased lightly after sitting down.

It had to be said, Yin Luoxia looked incredibly enticing at this moment, stirring an inexplicable fire within Jiang Che.

“Why, yes. Do you like it, little brother?”

Yin Luoxia didn’t deny it. Instead, she blinked playfully, her tone full of flirtation.

Unlike the shy Ye Ruoyi, Yin Luoxia was unafraid of Jiang Che’s teasing words.

“As the saying goes, ‘A fair maiden is a gentleman’s desire’. I doubt there’s a man in the world who wouldn’t like Fairy Luoxia.”

“Sweet-talker…” Yin Luoxia rolled her eyes at him flirtatiously, but she clearly enjoyed the compliment.

“Come, try these dishes. I personally spent an hour preparing them.”

“Mmm, very good indeed.”

Jiang Che picked up a piece of fish and tasted it, sincerely praising her.

Yin Luoxia’s culinary skills were truly impressive—far better than the little girl Sikong Qianluo’s attempts at cooking.

“This is Wind Flower Snow Moon wine, crafted by Bai Li Dongjun himself. I toast to you…”

“But let’s agree beforehand: no using internal energy to neutralize the alcohol, okay?”

“Deal.” Jiang Che didn’t refuse, though he couldn’t help but wonder what Yin Luoxia was planning.

Isn’t she worried that he might do something inappropriate if he got drunk?

After all, it was just the two of them in this room.

“Bold spirit. Cheers!”

The two began drinking and chatting casually. As the mood lightened, Yin Luoxia even proposed a bet.

“What do you want to bet on?” Jiang Che asked curiously.

“Let’s see who has better alcohol tolerance. Whoever lasts longer wins, how about that?”

Yin Luoxia pointed to the thirty-odd jars of wine not far away.

Jiang Che’s lips twitched.

So much wine—can the two of us really finish it?

However, having recently inherited the legacy of the Drunken Sword Immortal, he wasn’t the least bit afraid of Yin Luoxia.

Even without using internal energy to counteract the alcohol, he was confident.

“What’s the wager?”

“If I win, you’ll promise me three things—nothing that goes against your principles.”

“And if you win, the same applies.”

“Nothing that goes against my principles? Does making you marry me count?”

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow, his tone teasing.

“You little rascal! Eating from one bowl while eyeing another?”

“Aren’t you afraid Sikong Qianluo will get angry if she finds out?”

Yin Luoxia shot Jiang Che a playful glare, laughing behind her hand.

The matter between Jiang Che and Sikong Qianluo was no secret in Snow Moon City. Probably only Li Hanyi, who was training with her sword in Mount Cang, remained unaware.

“Sikong Qianluo wouldn’t get angry. She’d be thrilled if I brought Fairy Luoxia home too!”

Jiang Che spoke with conviction, his expression earnest.

“You little scoundrel!”

Even someone as bold as Yin Luoxia couldn’t help but blush at Jiang Che’s unabashed words.

“What’s the matter? Is Fairy Luoxia afraid to bet with me?”

Seeing Yin Luoxia hesitate, Jiang Che used a goading tactic.

“Afraid? Who do you think I am? Let’s bet!”

Yin Luoxia didn’t believe she would lose.

After all, she had been in Snow Moon City for years and had tasted countless wines crafted by Bai Li Dongjun. Her alcohol tolerance was no joke.

Her competitive spirit flared up. She might lose in martial arts, but there was no way she’d lose in drinking.

What Yin Luoxia didn’t know was that Jiang Che had the Drunken Sword Immortal’s legacy. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed so easily.

“Fairy Luoxia is forthright! Let’s begin!”

Jiang Che didn’t waste time.

With a wave of his hand, the thirty-odd jars of wine were brought before them.

He opened one casually and poured himself a full cup.

The two drank and chatted, their cups constantly refilled.

During this time, Jiang Che learned much about Yin Luoxia’s past.

In this martial arts world, Yin Luoxia had no romantic entanglement with Song Yanhui.

Six years ago, she was rescued by Li Hanyi and later joined Snow Moon City, where she had remained ever since. Although she had a penchant for gambling, she performed her duties diligently—more so than Li Hanyi, the second city lord.

The clinking of cups and joyful laughter filled the room.

Their drinking session lasted from sunset until midnight.