The Danmen's contact point.
In the huge courtyard, Jian Wushuang was practicing his swordsmanship, while Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou, who had already woken up, sat quietly at the stone table next to him.
Although Su Rou had woken up, her face was still pale and a little gloomy. Apparently, she had not completely come out of the shadow.
It could not be helped. Once Ye Chen's true colors were revealed, Su Rou had suffered a huge blow. Even her physique had mutated, and she could not completely calm down until now.
"Third Brother." A voice sounded as Wang Yuan ran in.
Jian Wushuang stopped his swordsmanship and looked at Wang Yuan. "Is there a result?"
"Yes," Wang Yuan nodded, but his expression was extremely ugly. "My father said that the Danmen will not show up."
"What?" Yang Zaixuan and Su Rou's expressions changed.
The Holy Roman Palace would definitely send a Holy Master to deal with this crisis. If the Danmen did not show up, how could they resist it alone?
When Jian Wushuang heard Wang Yuan's words, he raised his eyebrows and looked neither happy nor sad.
"I don't understand why my father made this decision. I asked him repeatedly, but he said that you are special. The Danmen did not show up not because they are afraid of the Holy Roman Palace, but because there are some special reasons that even he can't do anything about, so …" Wang Yuan paused and then spread out his palm.
"Here are two pills. One is the Three-Stripe Spirit Recovery Pill, and the other is the Yin-Yang Dragon Pill.
"The Three-stripe Spirit-restoring Elixir is the highest level of Divine Healing Elixir in the Nanyang Continent. Even in our Alchemy School, no one can refine it in this era. This elixir can restore one's Spiritual Power and heal injuries in an extremely short period of time.
"The Yin-Yang Dragon Pill is a pill that can increase one's strength in a short period of time, and the side effects are not too severe.
"These two pills were given to you by my father. He said that these are the only things Danmen can help you with."
Jian Wushuang glanced at the two pills in Wang Yuan's hand and nodded.
Regardless of whether it was the Three Vein Spirit Recovery Pill or the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill, he had heard of them before. These two medicinal pills belonged to the top medicinal pills.
Elixirs, like magical weapons and secret manuals, were also divided into three grades. Among them, the Three-Stripe Spiritual Recovery Elixir was already a second-grade elixir.
The Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill was slightly inferior, but it was still a mid-tier Tier 2 pill.
In the entire Nanyang Continent, there were only a few alchemists who could refine such an elixir.
The value of these two pills was no small matter.
"Third Brother, I'm sorry." Wang Yuan looked at Jian Wushuang apologetically.
"I'm not one of the Danmen, and the Danmen have their own scruples and restrictions. It's normal that I can't come forward. What's there to be sorry about? Moreover, the Danmen have helped me a lot by giving me these two pills. "Jian Wushuang smiled faintly and waved his hand to accept the two pills.
He was Wang Yuan's brother, but he didn't have much to do with the Alchemy School. He was already very grateful that the Alchemy School could give him a Three-Stripe Spirit Recovery Pill and a Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill.
In Jian Wushuang's view, these two pills were a favor. If he survived this time, he would definitely repay this favor in the future.
"Third Brother, don't worry. When the Holy Master from the Holy Roman Palace comes, I'll go with you. If we die, we die together. I don't believe that my father can hold back at that time," Wang Yuan said in a low voice.
"Don't be silly." Jian Wushuang glanced at Wang Yuan.
"I'll go with you too." Yang Zaixuan looked at Jian Wushuang.
"Third Brother." Su Rou's eyes also had a trace of determination.
The four of them were as close as brothers. Naturally, they would live and die together. No one would leave the other behind.
Seeing this scene, Jian Wushuang's heart was moved, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He smiled and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. The four of us haven't gathered together for a long time. Come, come, let's drink together."
"Okay." Wang Yuan nodded heavily. "Today, we must drink to our hearts' content."
The four of them came to the stone table. Jian Wushuang waved his hand and took out a pot of wine. He poured a cup for each of them.
"What wine is this? It smells so good." Wang Yuan took a deep breath and couldn't help but praise the wine as he smelled it.
"The fragrance is indeed very strong." Yang Zaixuan also nodded.
"This is a rare good wine. It wasn't easy for me to get my hands on it. Come, let's drink." Jian Wushuang smiled and raised his cup.
Wang Yuan, Yang Zaixuan, and Su Rou didn't hesitate. They all raised their cups and drank it in one gulp. Jian Wushuang only held the cup to his nose and sniffed it. He didn't drink it.
"Third Brother, why aren't you drinking?" Wang Yuan couldn't help but frown when he saw that Jian Wushuang's cup was still full after drinking that cup of wine. However, he immediately realized that his face was flushed red and his head was starting to feel dizzy.
"This wine …" Wang Yuan's voice had a trace of weakness. Then, his entire body collapsed on the stone table.
"Third Brother, you …" Yang Zaixuan also felt dizzy and his consciousness began to blur. He desperately shook his head to stay awake, but he couldn't resist the wine and directly fainted.
Su Rou's face was also flushed. She took a deep look at Jian Wushuang and then fainted as well.
After one cup of wine, except for Jian Wushuang, the other three were all drunk.
"I knew you would be like this." An old figure slowly walked in.
"Senior Wine Master." Jian Wushuang stood up with a smile on his face.
"What do you think of my 'Three Days Drunk'?" Wine Master asked.
"It deserves its reputation. With just one cup of wine, my three brothers all collapsed," Jian Wushuang said.
"Of course. This wine was brewed by the best winemaker in the Nanyang Continent a thousand years ago. With just one cup, even I have to sleep for three days and three nights, let alone these little guys." Wine Master smiled faintly and then looked at Jian Wushuang solemnly. "Little guy, do you really plan to face the Holy Roman Palace alone?"
Just yesterday, Jian Wushuang went to Wine Master and asked him for a bottle of 'Three Days Drunk'. At that time, Wine Master had already guessed Jian Wushuang's purpose.
"What else can I do?" Jian Wushuang smiled bitterly.
"With the Blood Soul Mark, I can't hide. There is no other way except to face them head-on. As for my three brothers … I know their temperament. If I don't use this' Three Days Drunk 'to get them drunk, I'm afraid they will follow me to face the Holy Master of the Holy Roman Palace."
"The grudge between me and the Holy Roman Palace can be solved by me alone. There is no need to involve the three of them."
Jian Wushuang glanced at Wang Yuan and the other two who were lying on the stone table. He clenched his hands, but his eyes were very determined.
Not to mention that this crisis was aimed at him alone, even if it was aimed at Wang Yuan, Yang Zaixuan, and Su Rou, he would rush to the front.
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