Huo Dong and Kang Siqi gradually got used to it. They still didn't like Xie Yuxin, Ge Ping's death, and the division of the team. These were scars that could never be healed, but the scars would heal eventually. The pain wouldn't last forever. As they got to know each other, they felt that under Xie Yuxin's coldness, he wasn't really heartless. The two small missions after removing the bracelet, although it was to train the team, it was obviously also for the two of them who were dragging the team down.
The girl from the Holy Faith returned very quickly. She had already completed the mission that Xie Yuxin handed over.
The bar street was always full at night. There were always people waiting to go in for a drink and release the pressure that was on the verge of collapse.
They queued up to enter a bar called 'Fallen Wood'. All sorts of sounds and smells, mixed with heat waves, assaulted their faces, eroding their nerves. Under such an atmosphere, they couldn't help but want to drink a cup or two. It wasn't clear if it was numbing or dulling, but in short, they felt better.
In the crowded bar, no one cared about the arrival of a few strangers. They might be alive today, but they might not appear the next day.
In the dim environment, the pressure was like a released beast. Even Huo Dong and Kang Siqi's expressions relaxed.
A beautiful waitress stood up. "Welcome to Fallen Wood Bar. This is the wine list."
The gentle voice made people feel very comfortable, and they couldn't help but take a few more glances. Under the light makeup was a refined young face. If this was outside, this temperament would definitely be that of a celebrity, but here, he was just a low-level waiter. His career line was pulled down, and he might even be able to provide services that exceeded the average level.
Yuan Jing smiled and ignored the waitress's seduction. He took the wine list and said, "Let's not go home until we're drunk."
Glancing at the wine list, Yuan Jing was slightly stunned.
All kinds of alcohol were top-notch enjoyment. Among them, the lowest priced red wine was a 50-year-old Chateau Charles. If it was outside, in a top-notch restaurant, a 50-year-old Chateau Charles would be a luxury that could be posted on WeChat Moments. But here, it was the lowest.
"Is this real?"
Looking at the price, "One hour? This is the real Charles Manor? "
It was outrageously cheap.
"This is the paradise of the strong. There are only real needs here." The waitress smiled.
Was one hour cheap? That was for the strong. There was only reality here. Their needs were real, and their enjoyment was real. The strong could satisfy everything in the Holy City as long as they paid the price. Strength, ambition …
Wine? No matter how top-notch it was, it was only the most important thing to an ambitious powerhouse.
Xie Yuxin took the wine list. He didn't skimp on it. He spent a lot of time and ordered a bunch of top-notch luxury wines. Since he was here, he had to release his stress.
"Let's drink till we're drunk," Xie Yuxin said, raising a glass of milk.
Meng Tian was dumbfounded. The lively Yuan Jing rubbed his eyes exaggeratedly. "Did I hear wrongly, or did I see wrongly? Brother Xie, did you drink milk? Milk? Milk? Important things must be repeated three times! You're telling us that we won't go home until we're drunk? "
"Is there a problem?" Xie Yuxin sipped the milk, looking as if it was normal.
Mengha coldly swirled the red wine glass. It was a 100-year-old Bordeaux red wine, authentic from Earth, and definitely not a fake from some agricultural planet. He had always thought that he was cold enough, but he realized that he was wrong when he saw Xie Yuxin.
Meng Tian smiled, and her tense nerves relaxed for the first time. However, through the wine glass, she looked at Xie Yuxin, who could even drink fruit juice with a cool feeling. Another face appeared in her heart, the face of the man who was the complete opposite of the aloof and cold man.
The faint yearning was engraved in her bones, and the loneliness amidst the hustle and bustle was even more unforgettable.
Yuan Jing was still fighting with Xie Yuxin. Shouldn't he at least drink a little? Yuan Jing was confident in his ability to persuade others to drink. Since young, he had been the king of the drinking scene. He didn't rely on his drinking capacity, but on his aura.
However, it was obvious that his nemesis had arrived today. Xie Yuxin only gave him a look. He could do whatever he wanted, and he was completely ignored.
Yuan Jing rubbed his chin and only reacted after a while. That wasn't right. There seemed to be Ability X fluctuations? Xie Yuxin? He actually used his Ability X to resist his persuasion? This was a blatant violation of the rules of the drinking scene!
Meng Tian smiled and interrupted Yuan Jing's useless effort. "If this is called the lower level of the Holy Edict, does that mean that there is a corresponding upper level?"
Xie Yuxin put down the empty glass of milk and ordered another glass of freshly squeezed fruit juice. He nodded and said, "The Sacred City is far bigger than what we see. When the mission reaches a certain level, we can only enter the upper level of the Holy Edict. Above the upper level, there are even bigger areas. The higher we go, the more opportunities there are."
Mengha played with the wine glass in his hand, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. Ever since he came to the Oracle Star, his slightly stagnant strength felt like it was improving every day.
It wasn't just because of life and death. This planet itself had a problem. Here, it was very easy to break through the bottleneck of the realm. Initially, it was just a suspicion. However, after entering the lower level of the Holy Edict, he could clearly feel that the environment here made his strength exceptionally active. Especially the factor of the ancient martial arts inherited from his family. It was like boiling water.
"Is there a faster way to enter their core?" Mengha drank the red wine in his glass in one gulp.
Even his confidence and tone were different after unlocking the seal. Of course, this was also the result of releasing the pressure in an instant.
"I arrived earlier than everyone else. This place is very strange. The people from the Saint, the Underworld, and the Milky Way Alliance can all survive except for those who can't get out. The Saint itself doesn't interfere, but only five people can reach the core," said Xie Yuxin. He liked milk. It was nutritious and could keep him calm at the same time. Alcohol wasn't suitable for him, but he could understand the others.
"Is it the Son of Saint?" Meng Tian asked. She also ordered a cocktail. Most of them were normal people. Meng Tian was actually exhausted after experiencing a fierce battle where her team members died. However, Xie Yuxin wasn't affected at all.
"To be precise, it should be the candidate for the Son of Saint. Everyone here, including this Oracle Star, seems to be for one thing, and that is to choose the Son of Saint," said Xie Yuxin.
"Is the Saint stupid? There are so many messy people here. What if the Son of Saint isn't one of them? Will they really hand over such a huge power? I don't believe it! "said Yuan Jing.
Xie Yuxin smiled but didn't say anything. Everyone looked at Yuan Jing strangely. Suddenly, Yuan Jing was stunned and shrugged his shoulders. He was being stupid. If the Son of Saint was someone they needed, then he would use him. If not, then he would kill him.
"I don't think it's that simple. If they want to groom a successor, they definitely need talent. However, leadership is more important for such a powerful organization. There seems to be a problem with their method," said Meng Tian. She still felt that something was wrong. The input and output of the Saint were completely disproportionate. They were still so calm even after being discovered by the Milky Way Alliance.
"Indeed. I think the Son of Saint selection is just a process. They must be looking for something important. It could be a person, an item, or even a revelation. This thing can't be compared to ordinary things." Xie Yuxin said. "Of course, we still don't know what they're looking for. If we want to leave here, we have to get in touch with the five candidates."
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
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