Volume 2: The Supreme Master Chapter 72: A Beauty's Heart is Drunk in the Red Dust

  Zhang Hao went in first, followed by Zhang Yuefeng who bowed his head and walked behind him.

  Zhang Yuefeng couldn't help but exclaim with joy: "The water refining method recorded on the three jade slips that Master entrusted to me, I tried it out a few days ago. Each type of elixir, I refined several pills. Normally, these elixirs need to be purchased from street vendors in the Sealed God Dynasty's market, and some fifth-grade or higher medicinal materials even require good materials to be exchanged for at low-level shops in the Sealed God Dynasty. Now, our sect's disciples can refine them ourselves, which greatly reduces the monthly consumption of spirit stones and materials!"

  Zhang Yuefeng said and then mysteriously glanced at Zhang Hao, "Brother, what do you think?" As he spoke, he took out two brocade boxes from his bosom.

  Zhang Hao took the brocade box and opened it, only to see that inside the box were three elixir pills of different sizes and colors. The colors and luster of the pills seemed to be nothing more than low-grade spiritual elixirs.

  Bian said slowly: "These elixirs are only first, second or third grade elixirs, what's the use of giving them to me?"

  Zhang Yuefeng listened and took out a brocade box from his bosom again.

  Zhang Hao opened the brocade box and saw that inside were also three elixirs, but their color, luster, and hue were much more beautiful than the previous three elixirs. Moreover, on the surface of these three elixirs was a faint mist that condensed but did not disperse, forming a beautiful veil. The veil emitted a faint fragrance of grass and wood, which made people feel refreshed and invigorated after smelling it.

  Zhang Hao's expression changed slightly as he praised, "These three elixirs are not bad. Although the grade is not high, they look much better compared to the three medicine pills from earlier."

  Zhang Yuefeng's face lit up with great joy, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart, his voice trembling slightly as he said: "Younger brother! These three jade slips, if they were to flow into the Tianhuang, would be a great loss! Even if they were obtained by those major sects, it would still be a good thing! For low-level cultivators, this method of refining elixirs is a pretty good source of wealth."

  As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Zhang Hao and saw that his expression had returned to normal, as if he was already used to these things, and his heart was shocked.

  His tone softened as he continued, "These three elixirs were personally refined by me using the Water Refining Method. The first one you saw earlier was sold at Dan Ding Xuan, a shop that specializes in selling elixirs within the Sealed Divine Realm. Dan Ding Xuan has branches in all sixteen cities of the realm and is present in every major world. However, the grade of these water-refined elixirs surpasses theirs, so although I'm delighted, I dare not recklessly release them into the market. After all, Dan Ding Xuan's eyes and ears are everywhere in the Sealed Divine Realm, and I fear it might bring trouble to our sect."

  Zhang Hao's expression turned solemn, and he nodded immediately: "In that case, we can sell this elixir exclusively to Dan Ding Xuan. Let them sell it for us, not only can they get a good price, but also avoid any future troubles. Their business is spread across all major worlds, so they shouldn't easily try to take advantage of us. Now, the Hongchen Sword Sect is in a low position in Tian Huang, and all cultivators are just frogs at the bottom of a well, stuck inside Tian Huang. If we can seize this opportunity to enter the Fengshen Imperial Court, find a good place to rest and develop secretly, it would be for the best."

  "Does 'Zhangmen' mean leaving Tianhuang?"

  Zhang Yuefeng was shocked, having lived in the Tian Huang Hongchen Sword Sect for over a hundred years, he suddenly heard Zhang Hao say that he wanted to leave this place, and his heart found it hard to understand.

  Zhang Hao raised his head and gazed at the pale blue sky within the Tian Huang realm, saying faintly: "Elder brother, look at this Tian Huang realm's sky. Has it ever rained even half a drop of water? The four seasons have been like this all year round, don't you find it strange?"

  Zhang Yuefeng listened and pondered for a moment before saying: "When I first entered the Tianhuang, the weather was extremely harsh, with frequent storms and heavy rainfall. In the winter, the northern part of the Tianhuang would experience mountain floods, covering the surrounding low-lying mountains and forests in a vast expanse of water. However, after the Tianhuang elder set up large arrays throughout the area and used his powerful magic to connect the Tianyuan Gorge with the Luo River, the situation improved greatly. Over several decades, the mountain peaks became connected by ley lines, and the weather within the Tianhuang became as it is today."

  "Senior brother! There's a hidden mystery here that can't be solved by the Red Dust Sword Sect, so if we have the chance, let's quietly leave this place... but before we do!"

  Zhang Hao finished speaking and gazed deeply at the distant peaks shrouded in clouds and mist, his eyes as profound as the sea, making it impossible for anyone to see through what he was thinking.

  Zhang Yuefeng's eyes widened slightly as he asked in a low voice, "What does Shidi mean?"

  "The time is not yet ripe, and you will naturally know later."

  Zhang Yuefeng's heart sank as soon as he heard Zhang Haozhi's words, and he secretly exclaimed, "Brother is this not trusting me? Although all the affairs of the sect have been handed over to me for management, but such a matter related to the Hongchen Sword Sect, he didn't tell me, why?"

  Zhang Hao seemed to have seen through his thoughts and smiled: "I don't distrust you, but my own mind is a mess right now. If I can clear up my thoughts and make a clear plan, I will naturally tell you!"

  Zhang Yuefeng was overjoyed to see Zhang Hao speaking so candidly, and realized that he had misunderstood him. He immediately said with a smile: "This old man is foolish, please forgive me, Master!"

  Zhang Hao glanced at Zhang Yuefeng and smiled: "You and I are alone here, why be so polite? Doesn't that seem a bit too formal?"

  Seeing Zhang Hao's calmness, Zhang Yuefeng also felt a lot more at ease and asked: "Have you discussed this matter with your junior sister?"

  Zhang Hao let out a sigh and said, "I haven't seen my wife for several months!" As he spoke, his heart was slightly ruffled. The matter of their marriage had been an unavoidable one, but now that it was done, Zhang Hao didn't know how to deal with it.

  After all, Murong Xue is a beautiful woman, to say that Zhang Hao is not moved by her would be self-deception, but he hopes that Murong Xue does not surrender herself to him for the sake of Hongchen Sword Sect.

  He hopes she truly falls in love with him.

  Love is too tragic when forced, let alone Mo Rongxue's state, even if he uses force, he may not be able to defeat her.

  Thinking of this, Zhang Hao felt a bit of a headache.

  Zhang Yuefeng saw Zhang Hao's eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if troubled by countless worries, and after a moment's thought, he understood.

  He spoke in a low and gentle voice: "Younger brother, I think you understand the thoughts of your master's sister better than anyone else, so there is no need for me to say more!"

  Zhang Hao couldn't help but smile wryly and remain silent.

  Murong Xue's thoughts were naturally clear, this girl must have liked Zhang Hao, but the problem was that this Zhang Hao was not the same as that Zhang Hao, which made Zhang Hao feel somewhat unaccustomed in his heart, wasn't this behavior deceiving emotions?

  Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore! He let out a long sigh and didn't bother explaining the matter to Zhang Yuefeng.

  "Come back to your senses and tell me if you've contacted Dan Dingxuan's people!"

  Zhang Yuefeng saw that Zhang Hao's face was somewhat melancholy and his tone had become somewhat depressed, so he bid farewell.

  At this moment, Zhang Yuefeng mentioned Mu Rong Xue's matter, and Zhang Hao felt somewhat annoyed in his heart for some reason.

  He then walked out of the house.

  Arrived at the side of the cold pool and used spiritual power to absorb a jar of Drunken Red Dust.

  With one hand holding a wine jug, he swiftly descended from the stone steps with his agile body moving as fast as lightning and walked away.

  Walked out of the stone gate, gazing at the horizontal iron chain in front, and took a sip of Drunken Red Dust with his head raised to the sky.

  Drunken red dust, drunken red dust.

  In the mortal world, I got drunk for a moment, and in my dream, I spent a thousand years. Where can I find the beautiful woman's lonely shadow?

  The fragrance is gone, the person has left.

  Humming and singing strange lyrics that had merged with the original master's memories, it swayed from side to side on the cold iron chain, moving quickly like a roaming dragon.

  Snow-white Taoist robe fluttering in dance.

  The cold wind blew and he felt a bit tipsy.

  Intoxicated by the red dust, although fragrant and sweet, the wine flavor is strong and mellow, lingering on and on, with no end in sight.

  This wine is extremely potent. If one doesn't use spiritual power to dissolve it, no matter how high your cultivation is, drinking a whole cauldron will still get you drunk for several days without waking up.

  Zhang Hao was now in a daze, seeking only to get drunk, and naturally would not deliberately use his Taoist skills to resolve the situation.

  Crossed the iron chain bridge.

  Standing on the unnamed mountain peak where he first entered the Red Dust Sword Sect, he took another big sip of Drunken Red Dust and vaguely recalled the scene when he first met Murong Xue.

  Fairy! How can you be so beautiful, beautiful to the point of not being tainted by a single wisp of worldly smoke, beautiful to the point where I feel like a small crawling insect.

  Zhang Hao's mood at that time was like a mediocre and unaccomplished man who suddenly fell in love with a beautiful superstar, feeling moved but also helpless.

  The sound and appearance of the first meeting are all floating in the back of my mind.

  Outside the Valley of Heaven, she descended from the sky like a startled swan, step by step, in a white dress as pure as snow. Every gesture and movement made him feel as if everything was just a dream. If it wasn't a dream, how could his mind accept all this?

  Her words in the grand hall of Red Dust were like a thunderclap, causing his spirit to tremble with shock. Initially, he felt joyful, but later he couldn't shake off an inexplicable sense of worry.

  He wonders if he loves him or his current self, but how can he distinguish between them.

  Zhang Hao was speaking in a strange language that no one could understand, while humming and singing a weird song, lying sideways on a precipice.

  A gentle breeze suddenly blew up beside her body.

  A figure suddenly emerged, wearing a white Taoist robe as white as snow, with an ethereal and divine demeanor, surrounded by a faint aura of cold air that made her appear even more extraordinary and noble.

  Zhang Hao let out a burp, and with the influence of alcohol, he said in a somewhat ambiguous tone: "I like you, but I don't know if you like me! This time you're being forced to marry me against your will, originally I had thought about having a grand wedding...but this time it's as if you're the one marrying me instead. You look beautiful and have such high cultivation...I...think..."

  The words behind became more and more vague, and when it was said to the end, the voice gradually stopped. The right hand tilted, and the empty urn in his hand fell with a crash, rolling down to the bottom of the cliff. It turned out that this urn of wine had been drunk by him in just an instant.

  Xiaozi, who was standing beside Murong Xue, pulled at the hem of her clothes and said in a soft, reproachful tone: "Sister, Brother is drunk!"

  Dark clouds gather, wave after wave of cold air rushes in from all sides.

  Xiaozi waited for half a day but didn't see Murong Xue pay attention to her, she looked up and saw Murong Xue's pretty face slightly red, with a stunned expression.

  Xiao's heart was slightly startled, and her mouth opened as if to speak, but she saw the snow-white Taoist robe fluttering and dancing in the air, with clouds and fog swirling around her. Mu Rong Xue had already disappeared without a trace.

  Kindly requested all Taoist friends to collect and recommend afterwards.