Zhao Ruge had never smelled such a fragrant wine before. In the face of this wine fragrance, he seemed to have completely forgotten the taste of the Bejewelled Nectar Wine that he once held in high regard.
Xiao Xiaolong impatiently pried open the seal on the wine jar and poured the wine into the cup. The incomparably clear wine reflected on the surface of the cup, and the wine fragrance refreshed the mind. He couldn't help but become intoxicated as he took a deep breath.
Raising the cup, Xiao Xiaolong contentedly placed the cup in front of his nose and sniffed it with a face full of enjoyment. For a wine lover, a cup of good wine was no less than a peerless beauty. They would let down all their guards and wholeheartedly enjoy and savor it.
As the wine entered his mouth, it was like ice crystals sliding across his tongue as it flowed down his throat and into his stomach. That burst of coldness caused all the hairs on Xiao Xiaolong's body to stand on end and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
The moment the wine entered his stomach, it was as if a flame was instantly ignited. A dry heat gushed out from his stomach and instantly surged into his chest, causing Xiao Xiaolong's entire body to be immersed in the intertwining of ice and fire.
"Oh!" Xiao Xiaolong's face was completely red. He only took a small sip and could not help but let out a moan. Moan.
"Good wine! Truly good wine! " Xiao Xiaolong was full of praises as he poured the wine into his mouth in one gulp. His eyes narrowed as if he had entered a state of ecstasy.
When the three barbarians of Ouyang saw him like this, how could they hold back any longer? The three of them poured a cup each and poured it into their mouths as well.
In an instant, the three of them widened their eyes as the hairs on their bodies relaxed. An unprecedented feeling of joy burst forth from them.
The three of them did not speak as they poured their own wine and were completely immersed in the rich fragrance of the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine.
The mysterious man wearing the bamboo hat faintly smiled when he saw everyone's expressions. He took off his bamboo hat and revealed a handsome face that seemed to have been carved out by a knife.
He also poured a cup and began to drink by himself with an expression of extreme enjoyment on his face.
"This wine … Is it really that good?" Zhao Ruge was skeptical. Even though he was already a little shaken by the rich wine fragrance, when he thought of the price he would have to pay if he lost the bet, he still hoped that it was all an illusion.
"They are definitely pretending..." Zhao Ruge was really not confident.
If he hadn't tasted the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs cooked by Bu Fang, perhaps he would still be full of confidence. However, after tasting the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs, he completely understood how powerful Bu Fang's culinary skills were.
"Xiaolong, pour a cup for young master Zhao and a cup for sister," Xiao Yanyu gently said.
Xiao Xiaolong was slightly taken aback. He broke away from his intoxicated state and was somewhat unwilling. There was only a small amount of Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine to begin with, and he still had to share it with that sissy Zhao Ruge … It would be a huge loss!
The three barbarians of Ouyang drank very quickly. In just a short while, they had already emptied the jug. Ouyang Di hugged the jug and shook it continuously, trying to squeeze out a drop of wine.
When the last drop was gone, the three of them stared at Xiao Xiaolong's wine jar.
Xiao Xiaolong glared at the three of them and hurriedly hugged the wine jar to his chest. He first poured a cup for Xiao Yanyu, then poured a cup for Zhao Ruge and said, "Sissy Zhao, after drinking this cup of wine, you should obediently admit defeat and hand over the Energy Gathering Pill to my sister. If you're willing to bet, you must be willing to admit defeat!"
"I, I haven't lost yet..." Zhao Ruge's voice became softer and softer. He stared at the clear wine in his cup in a daze, then raised his cup and took a sip.
Xiao Yanyu also raised her wine cup and took a small sip while covering her mouth.
After a sip of wine entered her stomach, Xiao Yanyu's snow-white skin instantly became pink and tender. A blush even appeared on her beautiful and fair cheeks, making her look extremely adorable.
Zhao Ruge was already speechless. After drinking the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine, drinking the Bejewelled Nectar was as tasteless as drinking water. The difference between the two was really too great.
The Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine was truly worthy of being called the number one wine in the Light Wind Empire.
After drinking the wine in his cup in one gulp, Zhao Ruge's face was already filled with pain. He knew that he had already lost the bet.
He had no choice but to take out a fifth grade Energy Gathering Pill.
He originally planned to use this fifth grade Energy Gathering Pill to break through to fourth grade Battle-Spirit, but he did not expect that he would actually lose it. Without the Energy Gathering Pill, his breakthrough would be even further away.
After receiving the jade bottle from Zhao Ruge, Xiao Yanyu faintly smiled. She was extremely beautiful.
"Young master Zhao, you don't have to be sad. Even though you lost a Energy Gathering Pill, you got to eat a plate of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs from Owner Bu. You didn't lose out."
Didn't lose out? How could he not lose out? The Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs could only satisfy his appetite, but the Energy Gathering Pill could allow him to break through. Comparing the two, he suffered a huge loss! Unless … Owner Bu's Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs could also allow him to break through. But … was that even possible?
Zhao Ruge's heart ached so much that he found it hard to breathe. His complexion was extremely ugly.
Xiao Yanyu smiled without saying anything. How could a plate of Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs that cost fifty crystals only be good for its taste? Since the improved Egg-Fried Rice could increase the true energy within one's body, the effects of the Sweet 'n' Sour Ribs would obviously be stronger than the Egg-Fried Rice. Zhao Ruge would soon experience this.
At that time, he would understand the miraculous abilities of Owner Bu.
On the other side, Xiao Xiaolong had also finished drinking his Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine. His face, which was as delicate as a woman's skin, was flushed with red wine. He looked rather drunk.
The three barbarians of Ouyang were still fine. Even though the aftereffects of the Ice Heart Jade Urn Wine were strong, their cultivation levels were high and they were all experienced drunkards. Thus, their reactions were not as intense as Xiao Xiaolong's face.
Clatter!
The cup fell onto the table with a crisp sound. It wasn't loud, but it slightly startled everyone.
Their gazes turned toward the culprit, Xiao Yanyu.
Goddess Xiao, who was previously gentle, had now become somewhat ferocious and fierce. She stared straight into the distance.
Xiao Xiaolong was not drunk to begin with. Now that he saw his sister's expression, he had already sobered up. He followed Xiao Yanyu's gaze and saw a figure sitting at a table near the entrance.
That handsome and elegant face that seemed to be carved by a knife …
"Why is it you!" Xiao Xiaolong's eyes widened and he almost roared.
Bu Fang, who was resting at the side, was slightly startled. He puzzledly looked toward Xiao Xiaolong, as if he didn't understand why this sissy would suddenly go crazy.
"Why can't it be me?" A hoarse voice echoed within the store like sand, bringing with it a bit of killing intent.
Zhao Ruge and the others were also stunned when they saw that handsome face. Then, their expressions drastically changed and their faces were filled with disbelief.
"You still dare to appear in the imperial city … Aren't you afraid that father will find out about your whereabouts?"
"My dear big brother," Xiao Yanyu coldly said. Even her voice, which was like the chirping of an oriole, contained traces of killing intent.
Xiao Xiaolong could no longer endure it. He stood up from his seat and true energy surged around his body.
"Heart-rending Sword Monarch Xiao Yue! He actually still dares to appear in the imperial city … Is he courting death?! "Zhao Ruge and the others were extremely shocked.
Xiao Yue, Xiao Meng's eldest son, possessed astonishing talent and cultivation. He condensed true energy to reach first grade at the age of ten, reached second grade at the age of eleven, achieved the ability to release true energy outside his body at the age of thirteen, attained the Battle-Spirit at the age of fifteen, and became a fifth grade Battle-King at the age of eighteen. He was the youngest Battle-King in the history of the Light Wind Empire. His future was bright.
Unfortunately, three years ago, Xiao Yue was infatuated with the way of the sword and joined one of the ten major sects, the Void Sword Pavilion. In order to control the Void Sword Pavilion's spirit sword, he sacrificed the blood from his mother's heart to the sword and split her heart with a single strike, causing his mother to fall into a half-dead state that she had yet to wake up from.
At that time, Xiao Yue was beaten up by the thunderous Xiao Meng until he vomited blood and all the true energy in his body collapsed. In the end, he was rescued by the three elders of the Void Sword Pavilion. From then on, Xiao Yue betrayed the Xiao family and became a target that the Xiao family must kill.
Xiao Yanyu and Xiao Xiaolong would never forget the scene of their mother withered and fell to the ground in front of them. The shattered blood dyed their eyes red and turned into an unerasable hatred, a hatred toward Xiao Yue.
From that moment on, Xiao Yue was no longer their beloved and respected big brother...
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