Lu Zhenshan sighed.

The Lu family has a very deep background in brewing, but even with the craft recipes provided by the Master of the Brewmaster, they still cannot brew the ninth-grade Ninth-grade Shaohua.

It can be seen how talented the ancestor of the Wine Immortal back then was!

Lu Dayou looked silent, still in shock.

"That's great! If you come back this time, don't leave for now. In seven days, Langya Mountain will hold a brewing competition!"

Lu Zhenshan suddenly spoke.

"Hold a brewing competition?"

Lu Dayou was surprised. The Lu family's brewing technology was unparalleled in the world, and the supply of fine wine they produced exceeded demand. Why would they still hold a brewing competition?

"This time we have invited the top brewers in the entire continent. Our Lu family's recipe will be announced in the competition to see if they can brew Jiupin Shaohua!"

Lu Zhenshan said in a deep voice.

"Then the recipe won't be spread out?"

Lu Dayou exclaimed.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it can help us brew the highest-grade ninth-grade Shaohua, our Lu family can survive this disaster safely!"

Lu Zhenshan smiled bitterly.

"Clan leader, why is this?"

Lu Dayou was shocked and asked in surprise.

"The envoy from Changhe Immortal Palace left us a deadline. If we cannot brew the ninth-grade Ninth-grade Shaohua, then our Lu family will accept the punishment of Changhe Immortal Palace..."

Lu Zhenshan spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Why is this? Our Lu family's Jiuxian ancestor, isn't she in the Changhe Immortal Palace?"

Lu Dayou asked with wide eyes.

"Because our ancestor of the Lu family's Jiu Xian, more than 30,000 years ago, could no longer brew the ninth grade of Ninth Grade Shaohua..."

Lu Zhenshan lowered his head and sighed sadly.
Chapter completed!