Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"All the Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine has been pre-ordered?"

Upon hearing Zhao Fang's words, Lu Feng was also slightly taken aback, his curiosity piqued.

After all, although this spirit wine is rare, it is not so rare that it is priceless and unavailable. Moreover, the price offered by the buyer is far higher than the market price, which is hard not to find strange!

"Not only is he incredibly strong, but he's also a heavy drinker. Could the person who bought the alcohol be...?!"

Seemingly remembering something, Lu Feng looked at Zhao Fang again and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Since your Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine has already been reserved, I will not insist. However, I still have a question, and I hope Brother Zhao can answer it..."

"Young hero, you flatter me. I dare not accept such praise!"

Zhao Fang also cupped his hands in greeting, indicating that it was no problem.

After all, the other party was not only young, but also had already reached the first level of the Yuanhai Realm. He was likely to have a powerful background and be a talented junior from a major clan. Naturally, he dared not be negligent.

"May I ask, Brother Zhao, was the man who bought the wine there before a man of wretched appearance, slovenly attire, and who always picked his nose while talking?"

"Uh, this...!"

Faced with Lu Feng's sudden question, Zhao Fang's expression also froze slightly. He then cupped his hands in greeting and said, "In response to your question, young hero, that distinguished guest wore a mask the entire time he came to buy wine, so I do not know his true appearance..."

"However, that distinguished guest does seem to have some peculiarities, and just as you said, almost exactly..."

At this point, Zhao Fang not only sounded surprised, but also looked strange.

Because Lu Feng's deduction was almost exactly the same as that of the mysterious guest he had met in the past, it was as if Guiguzi had been reincarnated, it was divine!

"Depend on!"

"It really is Vice Dean Xia...!"

Seeing this, Lu Feng couldn't help but curse inwardly, as if he had expected this all along.

After all, Liu Lanyu once mentioned that Xia Xihai's favorite thing to do besides forging weapons and refining treasures was to drink, especially the rare and precious spirit wine, the Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine!

Currently, the town of Luoxing, where Wanbaoge is located, is right next to Cangmang Mountain. At the same time, all of the Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine in the store has been pre-ordered at high prices. Apart from Xia Xihai, the old drunkard, basically no one else would do this.

At this moment, Lu Feng finally understood.

Why would simply buying a few jars of Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine alarm Zhao Fang, one of the three main managers of Wanbao Pavilion and a dignified expert of the Yuanhai Realm? It turns out there was a precedent for this!

"Young hero, do you perhaps know that distinguished guest as well?"

Noticing the change in Lu Feng's expression, Zhao Fang spoke again, probing.

After all, as one of the three main managers of Wanbaoge, he naturally had a keen eye and immediately noticed something amiss.

"Not only do we know each other, we're very close..."

Lu Feng glanced at Zhao Fang again, and a mischievous idea suddenly popped into his head. He grinned and said, "Brother Zhao, you may not know this, but the distinguished guest who came to your esteemed pavilion to buy wine the other day was none other than Senior Xia Xihai, the current Vice Dean of Falling Star Academy!"

"Moreover, Senior Xia Xihai is also my mentor, and he has shown me great kindness and respect. I have come to your esteemed establishment to purchase wine for him, as a way of expressing my filial piety..."

"Wh-what?!"

"That distinguished guest from before is none other than Xia Xihai, the current vice dean of Falling Star Academy!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fang was completely dumbfounded.

After all, Xia Xihai is a remarkable figure. Not only has his cultivation reached the eighth level of the Yuanhai Realm, but he also holds the high position of vice dean of Luoxing Academy. Moreover, his weapon-forging skills are superb, earning him the reputation of "Divine Weapon Forging Master" in the martial arts world. He is known to everyone!

The thought that the distinguished guest he had once entertained was the famous Xia Xihai naturally shocked Zhao Fang, making it difficult for him to remain calm!

"I came here intending to purchase wine for my master, but he has already pre-ordered all of your Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine. Therefore, I will not disturb your business any longer. Farewell!"

After bowing once more, Lu Feng turned to leave, but Zhao Fang's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stopped him, "Young hero, wait!"

"I was truly blind to your true identity, young hero. I hope you will forgive my rudeness!"

"Young hero, please rest assured, the three jars of Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine that Senior Xia Xihai ordered are still in the pavilion, and they are all perfectly preserved. I will have someone fetch the wine right away!"

After saying that, Zhao Fang didn't dare to delay and immediately turned around and left in a hurry, seemingly believing Lu Feng's words and intending to personally fetch the wine for the latter.

After all, Lu Feng in front of him was not only a master of the first level of the Yuanhai Realm, but also knew so much about Xia Xihai, the vice dean of Luoxing Academy. The two were likely to have a close relationship, and he could not afford to offend him, nor dared not believe it!

"The fish has taken the bait...!"

Seeing Zhao Fang personally go to fetch the wine, Lu Feng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile of triumph.

Originally, he planned to spend a little money to buy a few jars of "Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine" as a gift to Xia Xihai, but now all the "Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine" have been reserved by the other party at a high price, so Lu Feng can only play the game of getting something for nothing.

After all, he only had 400,000 mid-grade spirit stones in his pocket right now, not even enough to buy a jar of Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine. He was really poor!

"Young Master Lu, you've certainly mastered this trick of getting something for nothing. However, if that old drunkard Xia Xihai finds out about this, he'll probably go crazy and might even kill you in a heartbeat..."

At this moment, Gu Canyang's mocking voice slowly came from inside the treasure basin. It seemed that he also felt that Lu Feng's tricks were too deep. However, he had tricked Zhao Fang with just a few words, and even managed to get the Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine that Xia Xihai had ordered at a high price for free!

"Old man, I don't like hearing that from you..."

Faced with Gu Canyang's teasing, Lu Feng merely shrugged, then said with his usual grin, "How can this be called being too cunning? I'm clearly doing a good deed anonymously!"

"What do you mean?"

Gu Canyang still looked puzzled.

"Old Gu, look at this. Putting aside the fact that Senior Xia drinks like water every day, which is really exhausting for his mind and body, by deducting three jars of Hundred Flowers Drunken Immortal Wine, I can not only make him drink less, but also show concern for his health. How can this not be called doing a good deed?"

Lu Feng spread his hands outwards and then grinned.

"You little brat, your twisted logic is really something else...!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Canyang merely stroked his beard and shook his head, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

...

Meanwhile, in the vast mountains and high peaks, there is an ancient cave.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Inside the cave, the furnace was brightly lit, as if it were daytime. At the same time, a figure in a brown robe slowly emerged. His face was covered in filth as he circled around the huge cauldron in front of him, seemingly forging some kind of high-level magical artifact.

"Achoo...!"

He suddenly sneezed, and the next moment Xia Xihai rubbed his dark nose, which was covered in dust, with a hint of suspicion on his face. "Strange, why do I keep feeling like someone is talking about me? Could it be my imagination..."