Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Qingqing, who was getting up to pour wine, and smiled:
"Sister-in-law, wait a moment. Now that we have met again, the three of us were once outstanding members of the younger generation. I will bring out some fine wine and drink with you all."

With that, Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand, and three jars of strong liquor from the Wu Clan appeared on the table.

Seeing this, Qin Wuyan smiled elegantly and said:

“Brother Zhang says it’s fine wine, then it must be a rare and excellent wine. Let me pour it.”

Upon hearing this, Qingqing said:

"Wu Yan, you sit with Brother Zhang and Brother Li. I'll pour you some wine today."

As Qingqing spoke, she opened the lid of a jar of strong liquor.

In an instant, a pure and fragrant aroma of wine entered my nostrils.

Although Qingqing doesn't drink alcohol, the mellow aroma of this liquor was very pleasant to her, much better than the strong liquor from her family's liquor.

Although she didn't know much about wine, Qingqing knew from the aroma alone that this wine was a rare and exquisite one.

At least, it was the first time in her life that she had smelled such a pleasant aroma of wine.

Qingqing first poured a bowl for Zhang Xiaofan, then for Li Xun, and finally for Qin Wuyan.

The next moment, the three of them simultaneously raised their large bowls and said:

"Come on, have a drink!"

The three men clinked their bowls together and then drank the wine in one gulp.

After drinking a bowl, Qin Wuyan felt his mouth was filled with a mellow and fragrant taste, with an endless aftertaste. He said with a look of enjoyment:

"Brother Zhang, this wine is truly excellent."

Li Xun also found it very delicious, and at the same time, the taste seemed somewhat familiar. He racked his brains for a solution, then suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed:

“I understand. When Master celebrated his 500th birthday, Tu Magu of the Jin Clan in the Wu Clan presented Master with a jar of fine wine.”

"Later, when my master was drinking it, I stood next to him and smelled it. It was the aroma of this wine. When my master saw that I was staring at the wine jar with burning eyes, he kindly poured me a small cup."

"This small cup left a deep impression on me."

Li Xun looked at the three jars of fine wine on the table and said:

"I never expected the Jin clan to gift you three jars of fine wine. Brother Zhang, you truly have a lot of face to offer."

"It's alright," Zhang Xiaofan said modestly.

Next, after Zhang Xiaofan, Qin Wuyan, and Li Xun finished drinking the two jars of strong liquor, Qin Wuyan and Li Xun slumped onto the table, their faces flushed and motionless.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan said:
"You two really have a low alcohol tolerance."

However, Zhang Xiaofan also knew that the dozens of jars of strong liquor that Tu Magu treasured were extremely potent, and even cultivators would get drunk from drinking them.

Take Xiao Bai for example. He fought against hundreds of strong men from the Jin clan in a drinking contest. Even though it was just ordinary strong liquor, Xiao Bai still got drunk in the end.

Not to mention, the liquor in front of us is a treasured vintage of Tu Magu, a vintage that has been stored for a hundred years.

Looking at the two drunk people, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, finally fixing his gaze on Qingqing. He beckoned to his hand and said:
"come here!"

"Huh?" Qingqing was startled. She glanced at her drunken husband, then at Zhang Xiaofan, crossed her arms, and stared at Zhang Xiaofan warily. She said:
"What are you going to do to me if you call me over here?"

Zhang Xiaofan: "…………"

Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his forehead, feeling both amused and exasperated, and looked Qingqing up and down.

Although she was a farm girl, her skin was unusually fair and cool-toned.

And that evil had some weight to it, especially considering she was a young girl. She was also quite curvaceous. However, her face was utterly ordinary.

Zhang Xiaofan also has excellent taste; even if Qingqing offered herself to him, he wouldn't accept it.

Looking at Qingqing, who had her arms crossed and was staring at him warily, he said:
"What are you thinking? Qin Wuyan is an old friend of mine. How could I possibly lay a hand on my old friend's wife?"

"Hmph!" Upon hearing this, Qingqing suddenly let out a soft snort, still staring at Zhang Xiaofan warily, and said with unwavering determination:
"My man is drunk, and you immediately call me over, yet you say you have no ulterior motives?"

"Hmph, even if I, Qingqing, die today, I will never betray Wuyan, and I will never give myself to you. So give up on that idea."

Looking at Qingqing, who was staring at him with a fearful yet determined expression, Zhang Xiaofan thought to himself that although this woman was ordinary, her temperament was something he admired.

Although she wasn't beautiful, she was still a rare and good woman.

So Zhang Xiaofan explained:
"Now you also know that Qin Wuyan is a cultivator. With his strength at the Shangqing realm, he can live for five to seven hundred years if he doesn't have any hidden injuries."

“You are just an ordinary mortal woman. I have examined your physical condition and you will only live to be between thirty-five and forty-five years old.”

"Not to mention, by your twenties you'll be old and frail. How will you be able to be with Qin Wuyan then?"

"Ah!" Qingqing listened to Zhang Xiaofan's words and thought that more than ten years later she would be old and gray, while Wuyan would still be young and handsome.

Then how can she be with him?

Moreover, she could see that Wu Yan treated her very well and was deeply in love with her. She was afraid that after she died, Wu Yan would be all alone in the world.

Although she was also puzzled as to why her man was so handsome and extraordinary, and a cultivator, even though she had saved Wu Yan when his legs were broken, how could he possibly be interested in her, who had an ordinary appearance?

But her own man said, "This is love!"

Love is sometimes just that wonderful.

Thinking about her own old age and death in the future, Qingqing reached out and touched Qin Wuyan's face with a pained expression.

She knew that Qin Wuyan would be devastated after her death.

For Qin Wuyan, she was like a healing balm for his past life, which had been riddled with wounds.

So, Qingqing looked at Zhang Xiaofan, bowed to him, and said:
"Brother Zhang, I am truly sorry. Qingqing mistook you for a lecherous man. I apologize to you here."

"Since Brother Zhang asked me to come over and brought up the problem between me and Wu Yan, he must want to help us."

"Smart," Zhang Xiaofan praised, then suddenly rubbed his hands together, staring intently at Qingqing, and said:

"Actually, I'm a womanizer."

"Huh?" Qingqing instinctively took two steps back, crossed her arms over her chest, and said:

"do not want!"

However, just as she cried out in alarm, Qingqing saw Zhang Xiaofan looking at her with a teasing expression.

Seeing this, Qingqing's panic disappeared, and she came to Zhang Xiaofan's side, saying:

"Brother Zhang, please don't tease me."

As she spoke, Qingqing knelt directly in front of Zhang Xiaofan, looked up at him with a pitiful expression, and said:
"Brother Zhang is a true immortal in this world, surely possessing great supernatural powers. I beg Brother Zhang to help me grow old with Wu Yan!"

Zhang Xiaofan looked down at Qingqing in front of him and saw that her face was ordinary, but her skin was as white as mutton fat jade.

After glancing again at the drunken and unconscious Qin Wuyan, a bold idea suddenly popped into Zhang Xiaofan's mind.

(End of this chapter)