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The rest of the Elders from the Crushing Mountain Sect didn't take long to get down to the brewery to see what in the world was worth keeping an entire Sect from Cultivation that night but were left to gather outside in confusion after a stout, bearded woman in the Immortal Realm slammed the door in their faces.
"Master Brewer Jurgen, come out here right this instant and tell us what is going on." One of the men shouted.
"Ah, shut yer yap. We're just trying to celebrate our success. You can survive one night without meditation." The dwarf shouted back, prompting the irate man to kick the door down and force his way into the building.
Before he could strangle the very drunk brewmaster, he was grabbed by a huge Elder and placed back outside.
"Elders, how about you show me what is going on? Master Cain? When did you get here?" He asked, sidetracked when he noticed that the strange Sect Master who made his new ax was here in the Crushing Mountain Sect.