Chapter Twenty-Four: The Five Treasures Flower Nectar Wine
"It's just a small matter, Miss has been polite."
After sizing up the woman with a veil for a moment, Luo Zhan clasped his fists and bowed, just like the three yuan gentleman in the temple, and politely returned the courtesy.
"Hmm, in that case, leave behind the score of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' and you can go."
Lu Zhancheng nodded, and the Holy Maiden Ren Yingying slightly nodded her head. Then, without asking anything else, she directly ordered him to leave, as if it was only natural.
"Let me call you sister..."
Listening to Ren Yingying's words, her body leaned slightly to the side, not like smoke, and she shook Ren Yingying's arm, revealing a pleading expression as she called out.
"Huh?"
However, Ren Yingying seemed to have made up her mind and ignored Qu Feiyan's plea. She let out a low hum, turned her head again, and gazed at Luo Zhan with a distant look in her eyes.
"Cough, cough... Miss Ren, your words are quite off the mark. The score of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer' was left behind by two seniors, Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng. I've been searching for someone to pass it down to, but unfortunately, it can't be you."
Jian Yu and Ren Yingying were completely unresponsive to their own tenderness, which made Luo Zhan extremely depressed. To think that in his past life, he had watched "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" numerous times just to catch a glimpse of Miss Ren!
However, at this moment, seeing the person she secretly admired in her past life being so cold, Luo Zhan couldn't help but think to herself: "Could it be that this young mistress has met Linghu Chong before? Or is she the legendary 'Uncle Controller'?"
"Hmph, there's no need for you to trouble yourself with passing down the score of 'The Smiling, Proud Wanderer', I'll take care of it myself!"
It was said that Luo Zhan did not want to hand over the score of "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", Ren Yingying let out a cold hum, seemingly very impatient, and indifferently said in a chilly tone.
"Alright, since Miss Rong is fond of the 'Laughing in the Wind' melody, I won't take away what she likes. Just have Miss Rong give me a bottle of 'Five Treasures Flower Honey Wine' and it's settled."
Yan saw that the Holy Maiden of the "Sun Moon Cult", Ren Yingying, had no interest in the handsome young man, and Luo Zhan also lost his enthusiasm. At this point, he didn't hesitate anymore and directly spoke out the plan he had been thinking about in his heart.
"What? You're really opening your mouth wide! 'Wubao Flower Honey Wine' is such a rare and precious thing, can you even afford it?"
When she heard what Luo Zhan was asking for, it turned out to be the treasure of the "Five Poisons Sect" in Miao territory. Although Ren Yingying was greatly surprised by Luo Zhan's extensive knowledge, her face immediately showed great anger.
It is worth noting that the "Five Treasures Flower Honey Wine", as a treasure of the Wudang Sect, is extremely difficult to make. The elderly sages spent many years collecting numerous medicinal materials and brewing them according to the formula, making it a rare treasure in the world.
"The Five Treasures Flower Nectar Wine" is precious because any post-heavenly ninth-level peak martial artist who drinks a bottle of this wine can, with the help of the medicinal power of the "Five Treasures Flower Nectar Wine", break through the bottleneck of their post-heavenly cultivation and advance to the pre-heavenly realm.
After all these years, the "Five Treasures Flower Honey Wine" that was originally hidden in less than ten bottles by the "Five Poisons Sect", is now only left with two bottles. One of which was given to Ren Yingying by the current leader of the Five Poisons Sect, Lan Fenghuang, last year, helping her break through the shackles of postnatal into prenatal.
It was said that Luo Zhan had asked for such treasures from Ren Yingying, and even though she usually didn't take things to heart, her eyebrows were raised in anger and she scolded him loudly.
"Let it go, Miss, and please calm down, or should I add the address of your father's prison cell?"
Jian De Ren Yingying's angry rebuke, Luo Zhen also knew the preciousness of "Wu Bao Hua Mi Jiu", and the "Xiao Ao Jiang Hu" score was not an ordinary product. However, for the people of the rivers and lakes, being able to increase their cultivation with a rare medicine was naturally more tempting.
Lu Zhan, who had figured it out, also remained calm and composed under the furious gaze of Sheng Gu from the "Sun Moon Divine Sect", and said a sentence that shocked her mind.
"What did you say?"
Suddenly hearing Luo Zhu's earth-shattering words, Ren Yingying, who had been secretly searching for her father to no avail, was truly stirred up by a huge wave in her heart. However, Ren Yingying was not an ordinary person either; although she was shocked in her heart, her face did not change much.
To know, the former leader of "Sun Moon Divine Cult" Ren Wo Xing's whereabouts had always been taboo for Dongfang Bubai. The news about this matter has long been sealed off. At this moment, upon hearing Luo Zheng's words, Ren Yingying's heart had already sprouted a murderous intent.
After all, if Luo Zhuang had other plans and leaked Ren Yingying's secret plan, he might not need to wait for the "Dongfang Bubai" to arrive. Yang Lianting, the general manager who holds great power, could decide the life and death of these people.
"Miss, don't worry, I will never join forces with 'Dongfang Bubai'. If you don't believe me, take a look at this!"
Luozhen knew her concerns and didn't pretend, after saying a word, he reached into his sleeve, took out a gold token, and lightly tossed it to Ranyinying.
"Good technique!"
Looking at the golden token that flew over lightly, Ren Yingying's face changed, her lips opened slightly, and she praised it. Immediately afterwards, Ren Yingying, who had taken the token, changed her expression again, and exclaimed in surprise.
"This is the token of Feng Lei Tang's master, Tong Bai Xiong. Could it be that you are the one who killed Master Tong?"
"Not bad," said Tong Bai Xiong, "the relationship between the leader of the Sun Moon Cult and I is quite good. Can Miss Ren still suspect that there are ulterior motives?"
Upon hearing Ren Yingying's surprised inquiry, Luo Zhan's mouth corner revealed a hint of a smile, and after nodding his head, he stood up straight with composure and calmly asked in a light tone.
"Alright, I hope Luo Shaoyou really knows where my father is! Otherwise, humph!"
Jian saw Luo Zhen's extremely calm expression, and Ren Yingying raised an eyebrow, coldly warning him with one sentence before changing the subject, mentioning the agreed time, apparently acknowledging Luo Zhen's proposed conditions.
"Please ask Lord Luo to arrive on time half a month later. At that time, the 'Five Treasures Flower Honey Wine' will be prepared for you."
"Wubao Flower Honey Wine" is precious, but it can help postnatal 9th layer peak martial artists break through the constraints of their innate abilities. However, for those who are in the early stages of their innate abilities, trying to hastily advance to the middle stage is not an easy task.
Unless one is a high-level master with extremely pure internal energy, who has been in the prenatal realm for many years, they cannot use the medicinal effect of "Wu Bao Hua Mi Jiu" to break through again. Obviously, Luo Zhen's age does not allow him to be someone who has invaded the prenatal initial stage for many years.
It was Ren Yingying who had been thinking in her heart, relying on many subordinates and also being a congenital early cultivator herself. She didn't fear swallowing the "Five Treasures Flower Honey Wine" later, so she agreed to Luo Zhan's condition.
"Well, I'll take my leave now!"
When Ren Yingying agreed to this matter, Luo Zhen's expression did not change, still with a calm and gentle appearance. After cupping his hands, he turned his head to look at Qu Feiyan, gave some instructions, and then turned around and left.
"Take care of yourself."
"Brother Luo Zhan..."
Watching Luo Zhan's departing back, Qu Feiyan took a step forward as if to chase after him, but in the end did not move. Instead, she murmured softly to herself, her voice filled with reluctance and lingering attachment that lingered on, refusing to disperse.

