Beiming Laifeng sneered, his face full of disdain. His eyes were filled with ridicule as he stared at the linen clothed man uncomfortably, "Brother Haomiao, do you enjoy provoking the relationship between Redmoon City and my Beiming Palace?"
Cheng Haomiao was slightly embarrassed, "Brother Feng is making fun of me."
Beiming Laifeng looked at the Wind and Moon Pavilion that was slowly rising into the air, his face full of admiration, "This Wind and Moon Pavilion is indeed worthy of being a landmark of Redmoon City. It hides the Hidden Mechanism Art and can actually ride the wind, what a marvelous sight."
Inside the restaurant, there was another man brewing tea. It was Ruan Zimao. As the boiling water was poured into the tea set, white smoke came out and a sweet fragrance filled the air, making one salivate.
"How fragrant! Just a light sniff and I feel my body is light and full of vitality. No wonder it is one of the three most famous teas in the world."
Beiming Laifeng turned around and walked to the table. Ruan Zimao smiled lightly and picked up the teapot, pouring tea into three exquisite purple jade cups. The bright red tea flowed out of the beast's mouth and into the purple cups, immediately turning a pale green.
Cheng Haomiao was surprised, "The color of this blood tea is terrifying when it comes out of the pot, but why is it no different from ordinary tea when it enters the cup?"
Ruan Zimao smiled, "The color of the blood tea is similar to fresh blood, making it hard for people to accept. It is impossible to make it look, smell, and taste all at once. Thus, the Red Moon City had specially invited a Divine Transformation Sea Refinement Master to conduct research and finally found this purple jade cup. As long as the blood-colored tea was poured into the cup, it would instantly turn light green. Not only would the taste and fragrance disappear, but it would also have a kind of gentle nourishment from the purple jade, making it more comfortable to drink. Both of you, please have a taste. "
Beiming Laifeng and Cheng Haomiao raised their purple jade cups in front of them, tasting it carefully and swallowing it in one gulp. Immediately, a strange look appeared on their faces, along with a trace of joy.
"Haha, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful indeed!"
Cheng Haomiao let out a breath and praised, "It actually made the martial arts barrier that I couldn't break through for a long time loosen. Brother Zimao, how much is a catty of this tea? I want to buy a few hundred catties to eat. "
Beiming Laifeng's expression changed as well. At their level, it was extremely difficult for them to improve their cultivation. Even the various Heavenly Treasures were not very useful. However, this cup of blood tea was equivalent to several months of bitter cultivation. If he could really get a few hundred liters …
Cold sweat beaded on Ruan Zimao's forehead as he awkwardly said, "A few hundred kilograms … This blood tea is divided into four grades: Extreme, High, Middle, and Low. These are the differences in quality caused by the blood of different martial artists. Just now, the tea that Brother Hao Miao used was the Top Grade Blood Tea, and it had to be nourished with Jiutian Emperor Wu's blood from start to finish, and it could not be mixed with any other blood, and it could not be stopped for even a day. This kind of high-grade blood tea doesn't exceed two catties in the entire Redmoon City! "
Beiming Laifeng nodded and said, "So that's how it is. If this kind of blood tea could be mass-produced, then Redmoon City would be the most powerful city in the world. This kind of blood tea is only High Grade Blood Tea, what kind of existence is Extreme Grade Blood Tea? "
Ruan Zimao said, "Extreme Grade Blood Tea is watered with Emperor Jiuxing's blood. That kind of thing only exists in history. Back then, there was an old leader of the city who captured two of Emperor Jiuxing's enemies. He used medicine to keep them alive. That's how he managed to grow the Extreme Grade Blood Tea. However, he sacrificed the lives of the two Emperor Jiuxing and he only got two hundred grams of tea leaves. It's said that drinking it is like drinking spring water, and it can help you break through the Jiutian level. But the cost … hehe. "
The two of them were shocked. Using Emperor Jiuxing's blood to nourish the blood of Emperor Jiuxing? That was really shocking.
Cheng Hao Miao said disappointedly, "That Low Grade Blood Tea should be at least a few hundred liters, I wonder how effective it is?"
Ruan Zimao smiled and said, "There are many types of Low Grade Blood Tea. The Zun's blood from the Ba Huang Province is Middle Grade Blood Tea. Anything below the Ba Huang Province is Low Grade Blood Tea. If it was the One Yuan, Two Parts and Three Talents Blood Tea, it would be easy to get a few hundred liters. "
"Forget it, forget it."
Cheng Hao Miao shook his head and said, "We can only drink it."
After drinking the tea, the three of them adjusted their breathing and absorbed the energy. Then, they slowly opened their eyes.
Beiming Laifeng sighed and said, "I wonder what the other two types of tea taste like. It's hard to imagine that there's such a thing as Blood Tea in the world."
Cheng Hao Miao said, "Brother Zimao, you're treating us with Blood Tea, are you trying to do something?"
Ruan Zimao smiled and said, "I'm trying to do something. I hope you two friends will let me win in the tournament."
"Oh?"
Beiming Laifeng smiled and said, "Brother Zimao, are you in love with your cousin too? Or are you also jealous of the dowry? "
Ruan Zimao smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Lai Feng, you're joking. The dowry isn't anything precious to the three of us. My cousin and I have been childhood sweethearts. I hope you two can fulfill my wish and I will repay you generously."
Cheng Hao Miao rolled his eyes and said, "Even if the two of us don't go all out, do you think Brother Zimao has the confidence to defeat all the heroes in the world?"
Ruan Zimao smiled confidently and said in a clear voice, "The heroes of the younger generation are none other than the three of us. As for the others, I really don't care. "
Beiming Laifeng smiled and said, "As the head of the Northern Region's Four Prodigies, I don't deserve it. I've always wanted you two to give me pointers on martial dao. How can I give up such a good opportunity? But since Brother Zimao has spoken, I have no choice but to give you face. As for the repayment, I'm too ashamed to say it. I'll just pick one of the dowry and choose one of the Jiang family's martial arts manuals. "
Ruan Zimao nodded and said, "This is one of the dowries. As long as I can win, it won't be a problem. What do you think, Brother Haomiao? "
Cheng Hao Miao smiled and said, "Heh heh, the main point of this tournament is participation. Although I'm known as the head of the Western Region's Five Prodigies, I've never thought of dominating the world. After all, Brother Zimao and Brother Lai Feng are both stronger than me. I'm not interested in the dowry or the beauties, but the blood tea … "
Ruan Zimao smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't expect Brother Haomiao to be so obsessed with the blood tea. Unfortunately, high-grade blood tea is really rare."
Cheng Hao Miao said, "I understand. I'm not asking for the blood tea, but since Red Moon City used Emperor Wu's blood to water the high-grade blood tea, then Emperor Wu will definitely die. What I'm asking for is Emperor Wu's soul! "
Cheng Hao Miao's eyes flashed and he said, "Since it's a waste, why not let me take it? I only need ten sovereign spirits! As long as Brother Zimao agrees, I'll just go through the motions. "
"Ten sovereign spirits!"
Ruan Zimao and Beiming Laifeng were both shocked. They both knew that the Soul Devourer Sect's cultivation technique required a large number of souls. They weren't sure how much help Emperor Wu's soul would be to Cheng Hao Miao. After all, the three of them were in a competitive relationship, and they didn't want to see one side dominate.
Ruan Zimao weighed the pros and cons and said, "Ten Emperor Wu's soul can't be taken out by Red Moon City right now, but I can promise that I'll provide all of them within five years."
Cheng Hao Miao frowned and said unhappily, "Five years? It'll be too late in five years, at most three years. Otherwise, I'll have to rely on my own strength to fight to become Red Moon City's son-in-law. "
Ruan Zimao was furious. He wasn't afraid of Cheng Hao Miao, but this marriage was too important to him. He had to make sure nothing went wrong, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, three years it is!"
"Deal!"
Cheng Hao Miao was in a good mood and couldn't help but laugh, making the other two depressed.
Ruan Zimao said, "It's getting late. Let's enter the Wind and Moon Tavern and meet the heroes of the world!"
Soon, a dragon chariot drove out of the tavern, pulled by four Martial Monarch Realm Unicorn Horses. The chariot traveled slowly in the air, heading for the Wind and Moon Tavern.
At this moment, the Wind and Moon Tavern slowly rose into the air under the control of a few people. It hovered a thousand meters in the air, straight into the clouds, like a paradise.
The cultivators below were all stunned. Even the locals of Red Moon City rarely got to see such a beautiful scene.
Ning Hangfeng's voice came slowly, saying, "This gathering of heroes was organized by our city's Young Master, Ruan Zimao. It's meant to meet the heroes of the world, discuss martial arts and the Dao, admire strange things, and discuss their doubts. So … only the heroes can participate. Small fries, scram. "
All sorts of discussions came from below. Someone asked loudly, "May I ask, sir, why are there small fries?"
Ning Hangfeng said, "Those who are not Martial Venerables are small fries. Also, those who I don't like are also small fries. All Martial Venerables can try to enter. As long as I don't ask you to scram, you can enter. "
"What? You can't enter even if you don't like him? W-What kind of rule is that? "
A threshold of Martial Venerables basically stopped most people from thinking about it. There was even a rule of asking those who didn't like him to scram. Someone immediately complained.
A cold smile appeared on Ning Hangfeng's lips. His eyes were like knives as he stared at the person who complained. He said coldly, "This is Red Moon City. My attitude is the rule. Those who don't like it can scram. Also, you've been disqualified. Scram! "
"You …!"
The person who complained was furious. He was so angry that the veins on his fists were bulging. He was a Five Star Martial Saint. No matter where he was on the continent, he would be an existence favored by the heavens. Yet, he had disqualified him just because the other party didn't like him. That was too ridiculous!
However, he didn't dare to say anything. He clenched his teeth and said, "Fine, fine! Let's wait for the real Groom Search Tournament to see who's the real small fries! "
At that moment, no one dared to ask anymore. Instead, the Martial Emperors who were disqualified began to curse. Since he had already been disqualified, it was impossible for Red Moon City to kill him on the spot.
After Ning Hangfeng determined that the person was disqualified, he turned a deaf ear to everyone's curses and complaints. He stood quietly with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.
The Martial Venerables flew toward the Breeze and Moon Inn anxiously. More than 30 people went in at once. They only calmed down when they saw that Ning Hangfeng didn't find anyone displeasing.
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