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Chapter 57 Five Treasures Flower Honey Wine (Seeking monthly votes!)

Recast?

Why recast it?
What is the Golden Snake Sword that can transform into a snake?
When everyone was completely baffled.

Xiang Qiezheng stepped forward, took the iron ingot, examined it, and said, "Senior, do you intend to use this Golden Scale Steel to reforge the Golden Serpent Sword?"

"You certainly know your stuff." He Canbai raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Xiang Qiezheng said, "Your Golden Serpent Sword was originally a soft sword, but the Golden Scale Steel is known for its strength and hardness. If it is reforged, it may become a heavy sword!"

"A greatsword?" He Can chuckled. "That's exactly what I want! Lord Xiang, are you ready?"

Xiang Qie looked troubled: "The Little Divine Furnace is wondrous and its shape is not under my control. Since you did not pre-design a sand mold, no one knows what will be fired in the furnace."

He Can sneered, "You can't control it?"

Xiang Qiezheng said, "The 'Ruyi Sand' in the small divine furnace can supplement any imperfections in the material being smelted. Pure gold is too soft, so it should be filled with copper. Iron is prone to rust, so it should be mixed with silver and chromium." As he spoke, he looked at the Golden Scale Steel in his hand and the Golden Snake Sword in the ancestor's hand, and sighed, "Both the Golden Scale Steel and the Golden Snake Sword are pure yang metals, but they lack pure yin metals to neutralize them."

He Can smiled and said, "Continue."

"Everything has its flaws, but the Little Divine Furnace can mend them," Xiang Qiezheng said. "If it contains Meishan Iron Essence or Meteorite Cold Iron..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually lowered, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ren Shaoyang.

"Oh~!" Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and sneered, "So you were waiting for me here, saying your disciple died."

He Can chuckled: "Reforging the sword and avenging my disciple are not mutually exclusive."

"Understood!" Ren Shaoyang held up the iron cudgel and said loudly, "Whether you want to take it by trickery or by force, I will take it all."

Upon hearing this, the little beggar and Ding'an both walked behind him and looked at the ancestor with stern faces.

He Can looked at Ren Shaoyang and the other two, his brows furrowing slightly.

He had just exchanged blows with Zhao Zheng, but hadn't gained the slightest advantage. Although he had a trump card up his sleeve, Zhao Zheng probably had one too.

Now, here are the young master from the Huashan Sect who looks like a monkey, and Ren Shaoyang and two others.

If another conflict breaks out, he will likely find it difficult to gain any advantage when surrounded by so many experts.

Furthermore.

He Can came here to reforge the Golden Serpent Sword.

The reason he caused trouble for Ren Shaoyang earlier was simply because he coveted the weapon in Ren's hand. He wanted to find an excuse to see if he could suppress Ren and take the opportunity to ask for some benefits.

But now it seems that not only have I not gained anything, I may even be trapped in it.

He Can looked around, then suddenly fixed his gaze on the little beggar. His eyes darted around, and he abruptly put his hands on his waist and burst into loud laughter.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the laughter.

He Can laughed for a while, then suddenly pointed at Hongxiu and said, "Boy, does this little girl always feel exhausted and weak after each time she draws her sword?"

Ren Shaoyang's eyes flashed, and he said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" He Can said with a sneer. "Medicine and poison are inseparable in Miao territory, so our ancestor naturally has extraordinary medical skills. Judging from this little girl's complexion, she is probably born with a deficiency and has been forcibly practicing martial arts, which has depleted her essence and blood! She is really a ruthless character. She has clearly suffered a great loss to her source, but she pretends to be fine."

"Ah~!"

Mu Renqing and Ding An were shocked, their eyes glistening with tears as they looked at Hongxiu. "Little beggar, you, you actually endured such great pain?"

Hongxiu shook her head: "Don't listen to his bragging!"

"cocoa"

Mu Renqing was not good with words, but he knew in his heart that He Can was probably telling the truth.

Because he saw that Ren the Rascal's face had turned pale.

Ren Shaoyang's gaze turned cold as he said, enunciating each word clearly, "Can you handle this?"

“I can’t solve it!” He Can chuckled. “But I do have a way to help the little girl strengthen her body and greatly alleviate her pain.”

When everyone heard He Can say that there was no solution, their hearts sank. But when they heard him change his tone and suggest a way to alleviate the problem, they were surprised.

Ren Shaoyang said coldly, "Why should I believe you?" He Can laughed and took out a wine bottle from his sleeve.

Surprisingly, the cork wasn't removed, and a floral and wine aroma filled the entire room, unaffected by the high temperature inside.

Hongxiu sniffed the air repeatedly and exclaimed, "My God! This floral scent smells so wonderful!" She smiled contentedly as she spoke.

Ding'an, standing nearby, asked curiously, "Does it really smell that good? I think the floral scent is too strong, masking the alcohol smell. It's too girly. I still prefer strong liquor!"

Mu Renqing shook his head repeatedly: "It smells bad, it smells bad, it has a fishy smell."

Hongxiu exclaimed in surprise, "Really? I can't smell it!" She leaned over and sniffed a few times like a puppy, then said coquettishly, "What? It's clearly the scent of flowers!"

He Can listened to their chatter and smiled proudly: "Ren Shaoyang, this wine was brewed by my late master himself. It is extremely precious. Even Linghu Chong, the 'Sword Saint of Mount Hua' back then, said it was good!"

Ren Shaoyang planted the iron rod in the ground and slowly asked, "Linghu Chong drank it? What's the name of this wine?"

"Five Treasures Flower Honey Wine!" He Can exclaimed. "This wine, brewed with five kinds of poisonous substances and dozens of rare flowers and herbs, is a highly nourishing tonic."

"Ah, I know!" Mu Renqing suddenly exclaimed, "Your master is Lan Fenghuang?"

"Heh, you do have some knowledge." He Can sneered, then looked at Ren Shaoyang, "Boy, if you don't believe in the effects of 'Five Treasures Honey Wine,' you can ask this junior of the Huashan Sect. The patriarch doesn't stoop to lying."

Ren Shaoyang said, "No need, I've heard of this wine." As he spoke, he looked directly at He Can, "Since we each have something to offer, let's put down our weapons and have a chat?"

He Can said, "Sure, let's chat! Hahaha~"

Everyone fell silent upon hearing his arrogant laughter.

Ren Shaoyang said solemnly, "Commander Zhao and Master Xiang are both here now. Let them be our witnesses, and we can both rest assured."

He Canqi said, "Ren Shaoyang, I've always heard of your reputation as 'The Butcher,' but I didn't expect you to care about the rules so much."

Ren Shaoyang's eyes flashed with a strange light: "I don't hate rules, I just hate rules that are not good for me."

He Can was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands and laughed: "Well said! That's what I was thinking too!" Suddenly, his laughter stopped. "The old ancestor is appreciating you more and more. If only you had joined my Five Immortals Sect before you became famous."

"Don't give me that!" Ren Shaoyang sneered. "Even the Eastern Depot and the Blood Saber Ancestor say that when it's time to chop me down, they're all ruthless!"

"Hahahaha!" He Can laughed heartily, "Interesting, very interesting!"

Ren Shaoyang's voice rang out: "Ancestor Tianyi, let's be practical. When I peel this iron rod from the meteorite cold iron, I will reforge the Golden Serpent Sword for you, how about that?"

“Great!” He Can said with a smile, “Once I’ve finished making it, I’ll give you the ‘Five Treasures Honey Wine’.”

"no!"

Ren Shaoyang's voice, which left no room for argument, came through. He shook his head and said, "Give Hongxiu some to drink first, and then I'll help you recast it."

He Can frowned and said coldly, "Ren Shaoyang, why should I believe you won't betray me?"

As his expression suddenly turned cold, the hall fell silent, and everyone fell quiet.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Flames of blue and red burst forth from the mouth of the small divine furnace, crackling and popping as it burned.

Ren Shaoyang smiled, said nothing, but gestured with his hand.

Everyone looked over and saw Zhao Zheng and Xiang Qie standing there.

"You don't have to believe me, and I didn't believe you to begin with," Ren Shaoyang said casually. "But Commander Zhao and Master Xiang are here, and you still don't believe me?"

He chuckled and added, "You don't really want to follow the rules, do you?"

He Can's smile faded, and he narrowed his eyes: "Kid, this is the last time you'll disrespect me."

Ren Shaoyang felt these words sounded familiar, sighed, and said loudly, "Old Poisoner, if you're still not satisfied, let's have a go at it. Once you're done fighting, I'll be at ease."

He Can sneered: "Boy, our ancestor has dominated the southwest for decades, always thinking himself the only one who matters. If you're not living up to your reputation and your fists have no eyes, what if I kill you?"

"I deserve to die." Ren Shaoyang smiled, his eyes bright and piercing. "The key is, old poisoner, you should also be careful, lest I beat you to death."

He Can was so angry that his face and hair turned a deep blue. He shouted angrily, "If you can withstand three of my blows, I will immediately offer you the 'Five Treasures Honey Wine'!"

"Good!" Ren Shaoyang clapped his hands and laughed. "You are the Heavenly Ancestor who dominates the Southwest. Every word you speak is precious."

(End of this chapter)