C18 Drinking

Wiping the corner of his mouth, Hong Ling made a fist with his left hand. Hong Ling felt that his severed arm had already completely joined together.

As a famous bandit at the edge of Shiwan Mountain, the Black Mountain Stronghold had plundered a lot of money in the recent years. He walked over and opened all the wooden boxes, revealing shining gold ingots.

There were a total of five boxes in the secret room. Hong Ling reckoned that these gold should be worth at least tens of thousands of gold taels, other than that, he did not find anything else.

He wasn't in a hurry either, slowly recovering the Authentic Qi in his body. Not even two hours had passed since the youth returned to his peak state.

Although Hong Ling was not sure if Zhang Yan still hid other valuable things in his secret room, it would still be good to pay attention.

Suddenly, the youth shifted his gaze to the pile of ashes in front of him. He walked over and used his hand to brush away the charred ashes, then he took out a ring from within.

There was nothing else in this secret chamber except for the existence of this ring in Zhang Yan's ashes. There must be something fishy going on.

Hong Ling felt that the ring was unexpected. He did not expect that after he used the Authentic Qi s and his soul power to use the Flame Mantra, the ring would still be unharmed.

One must know that even the ring blade forged from fine steel in Zhang Yan's hand had completely melted in the blazing sword Qi, and this ring, unexpectedly, was completely unharmed. It was truly amazing.

He tried to bite down on the ring, but he didn't expect that when he recovered his Authentic Qi s, he would force the clotted blood out of his body. At this moment, there was still some blood that surged out of his mouth.

When the blood made contact with the ring that Hong Ling was biting on, it was actually absorbed by an invisible force. Hong Ling immediately felt that something was amiss, he stared at the ring, and started to slowly reveal lines after lines on its surface.

He knew that there were some precious treasures in this world that needed to be opened through a special medium due to the limitations of their body formation process. And the special medium would include the blood of cultivators.

Buzz. As soon as the ring finished absorbing the blood, Hong Ling felt his consciousness being instantly sucked into a specific space, and within the space, a grid of varying sizes automatically formed.

"This is?" "Spatial ring!"

Hong Ling's mouth was opened so wide that an egg could fit inside. According to his understanding, spatial rings were all very expensive things, even if one had money, it was not guaranteed that they would be able to buy it. The one in front of him, had a space that was not much smaller than a bedroom, and also had a large amount of treasures.

"Is this the true wealth of the Black Mountain Bandit's Zhang Yan!?"

Looking at the pile of valuables in the spatial ring, the youth's heart swayed. That was because there were simply too many of them, more than ten times more than what Zhang Yan had stored in the secret room.

Yes, these things, they must have been moved into the spatial ring after Zhang Yan entered the secret room. The few chests of gold that she left behind were purely to deceive people, and once he kills me, just by his strength alone, it will be impossible to protect the Black Mountain stronghold.

"However, if someone discovers that all the things in the Black Mountain stronghold have been moved away, then he could be hunted down.

After Hong Ling thought through all of these, he did not hold back and sent his soul power into the spatial ring. With a thought, he had already stored all the remaining boxes of gold inside the spatial ring.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, so he quickly left the Black Mountain stronghold with Zhang Yan's head. Before he left, the young man set fire to every building in the stronghold before leaving.

His eyes flashed with a dark golden light and soul power was also released into the air, causing the dark night to seem like day in his eyes. In the darkness of the night, the young man's body was jumping around in the treetops, and in a few jumps, he had already disappeared into the sea of trees.

The next day, news of the Black Mountain Thief's nest was spread far and wide, and many cultivators began to investigate the ruins, intending to find some valuable things there. Unfortunately, they were unable to find anything, and at this time, Hong Ling was standing on top of the ruins of the Hidden Dragon Village, slowly carving out a huge tombstone.

Behind him was a huge grave. As the carving knife in his hand flashed rapidly on the stone monument, familiar names appeared on the grave.

They were the simple and honest villagers of Hidden Dragon Village who had lived with him for 15 years, including Iron Ox, Old Hunting Head Li, Tigress, Iron Ox's father, and many of the villagers who usually took care of him. Unfortunately, he was the only one left, and most of the villagers were already dead.

Hong Ling placed the gigantic stone tablet in front of the grave. He placed the offerings and lit the incense, placing the Black Mountain Bandit's Zhang Yan's head in front of the stone tablet. The youth knelt down on both knees and kowtowed three times.

He stood up and smashed the head into powder with a palm. Then, he took out a pot of turbid wine from his spatial ring and drank to himself while mumbling to himself.

A drizzle fell down from the sky and covered the entire world with a layer of white gauze. He leaned on the tombstone, his eyes hazy and drunk. His heart slowly calmed down and tears began to well up in his eyes.

His master had once said that a man's tears wouldn't fall easily because he hadn't been hurt. Now, the feeling of being hurt was truly painful to the core, but everything had passed. He had his own life and a new journey to travel on.

The pot of turbid wine, the rain, and the tear were the true farewells.

In the misty, misty mountains, tears fell from the eyes of the descendants of each clan, but it was all a dream.

He took out his longsword and once again performed that nameless sword technique in the rain. The whistling sword Qi cut open the curtain of rain, shattered the long wind, and carved out a clear stretch of the universe. The sword intent that filled the sky was like a huge beast.

Hong Ling closed his eyes, and silently recited the name on the tombstone once more. Then, he turned around, and resolutely left, his appearance natural and unrestrained, his movements unfathomable.

Inside the Tianhuang City, Hong Ling sat in the biggest restaurant, leaned on the railing, and continued to drink from the drunk beauty.

This was wine that was famous for its Great Chu Empire and was extremely valuable, but it was nothing compared to Hong Ling's current wealth. The interspatial ring had almost a hundred thousand taels of gold worth of wealth. If it was converted into silver, it would be worth a million gold, which was enough for him to squander it for a long time.

Hong Ling leaned on the restaurant's railing, his hair hanging in front of him. A strand of long hair tied up into a platinum ribbon was draped over his shoulder, making it look like a black waterfall.

The young man was dressed in white, which was spun from natural silk. There were streaks of gold on it, and they were lined with silver. A white gold jade belt was tied around his waist, and on his feet were a pair of white boots with streaks of gold.

He was born handsome, and because his dragon blood assimilated with the vampire's blood, he had both the grace of a vampire and the noble and proud temperament of a dragon.

He was quietly drinking, but he had a unique aura that made him hard to look at. Along with his gorgeous clothes, he made people feel even more surprised. No one knew that this gentle looking young man was a murderous monster some time ago.

A faint aura of spirit energy coiled around Hong Ling's body, because he was currently circulating his profound arts, and slowly melting the alcohol within his body.

The flourishing of the Tianhuang City was something that everyone could see, but following these few days of understanding, Hong Ling realized that this city was only one of the border cities of the Great Chu. If one were to talk about the extent of the flourishing of the Tianhuang City, this ancient city simply could not enter the top 100 places, but those were not important, what was important was that he liked it here.

People were passing by on the street, and Hong Ling was also looking at the hundred forms of nature with interest, experiencing a peace that he had never experienced before in his previous life.

This city was just like its name. It carried a feeling of antiquity, as if it was very ancient, mysterious, and mysterious. The people here all lived their own lives, and naturally, they were contaminated by this unique aura.

Hong Ling liked tranquility, but there would always be a time when it would be broken, like right now.

With a crash, the door was kicked open, and a piece of silver was thrown onto the table in front of Hong Ling. The youth turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a head full of rat eyes looking at him with contempt.

"Kid, my young master wants this private room of yours. This is the compensation my young master has given you. If you know what's good for you, take the silver and follow me to thank my young master. Then, obediently go far away!"

Hong Ling frowned, the taste of the alcohol in his body was instantly ruined by the person in front of him. He had chosen the private room, if there was no permission, no one should be able to barge in. Furthermore, since it was a private room, how could that small piece of silver on the table be enough to pay for it?

"Scram!" The young man's tone was cold as he turned his head away, too lazy to deal with him.

The middle-aged man was obviously shocked by Hong Ling's words, his face now had a look of disbelief. He had muddled along in the Tianhuang City for so many years relying on his own power, that many restaurants were similar to his own courtyard.

Furthermore, because his young master's reputation was out in the open, no one in Tianhuang City dared to even touch his brows, but now, a young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, actually slapped his face and told him to scram.

Did this kid even put his young master in his eyes, or did he even put him in his eyes?

"You must be a newcomer to my Tianhuang City, not even giving me, the Great Young Master Zhou Ao's, face?" Furthermore, aren't you thinking too highly of yourself! "

"As the dignified second steward of the Tianhuang City, a reputable person would not easily offend me. If you do this, I'm afraid you will not be able to take responsibility when the time comes!"

He knew that those new arrivals would usually call themselves people who had crossed the river, but once they heard Zhou Weiqing's reputation, they would immediately give in, turning into flattering bugs who had crossed the river.

Amongst those who had come to the Tianhuang City, who wouldn't want to get on good terms with the Zhou family in the Heavenly Desolate Land? Who wouldn't want to get on good terms with the Zhou family?

At this moment, the youth was impatiently listening to his nagging. His expression gradually became gloomy.

"I'll count to three. If you still don't disappear, don't blame me for being merciless!"

With a keng qiang sound, Hong Ling's spatial ring's Hundred Smelting Pattern Steel Sword was instantly summoned by him and placed onto the middle aged man's neck, causing his expression to instantly change, at the moment he was infuriated, his face gloomy and indecisive.

The housekeeper didn't think that the young man in front of him would be so disrespectful. Not knowing what respect was, he had unsheathed his weapon without any warning. This was a direct slap to the face, and there was no room for manoeuvre.

"Kid, what do you mean?"

"One!"

Hong Ling said expressionlessly.

The Zhou family's housekeeper's expression instantly changed. He quickly pushed aside the chair by his feet, grabbed the silver on the table, and slammed the door as he left.

"Kid, just you wait!"