Starting Cultivation During a Trip

Chapter 358 - 191: Special Admission Quota! Farewell, Lin Jianyue_3

The two pieces of Tiger Bone Hong San took out are top-quality tiger bones, superior to the ones soaked, and for a Talisman Master like Jiang Hu, they are priceless treasures, and if sold well, could be exchanged for a car.

"Everyone gets a share," he said.

Hong San pushed a bottle of Tiger Bone Wine and a piece of top-quality tiger bone in front of Zhang Fan.

"This... this isn’t right," Zhang Fan hesitated.

It was his first time meeting the other party, and accepting such a hefty gift really felt inappropriate.

"Little Sui’s friend is my friend; more friends, more paths. Who knows, I might have to ask for your help in the future..."

Hong San said heartily, "Are you not accepting my gift because you’re afraid I’ll ask you to do something?"

"If you’re afraid, I won’t force you."

"Brother Hong, what are you saying?"

Faced with such enthusiasm, Zhang Fan felt embarrassed not to accept.

"That’s better."

Hong San handed over two cups to them.

"Try it out, this wine is not ordinary; it’s made from over thirty kinds of herbs," Hong San said mysteriously.

Zhang Fan poured a small cup, took a sip, and to his surprise, it had no spicy taste, but rather a slightly sweet and intoxicating flavor, warming its way down, like a ball of fire spreading in his abdomen, even his True Yang within him absorbing the medicinal potency.

"What a treasure," Zhang Fan’s eyes lit up.

This coupled with the Inner Core Technique in cultivation would surely accelerate the enhancement of cultivation.

He didn’t know that if this bottle of wine were to be sold, the Xiong Family or Wang Family, such cultivation families, would easily pay seventy to eighty thousand for a bottle.

"Hong San, weren’t you going to Dian Nan to talk business?" Sui Chunsheng suddenly asked while tasting the wine.

"Don’t mention it, there was a local tycoon there who died of tuberculosis, ordered a top-grade urn from me made of Tiger Bone. I rushed to deliver it, but his prodigal son ended up wanting to return it..." Hong San shook his head.

"And so I’m back!"

"An urn made of Tiger Bone? Truly extravagant..." As Sui Chunsheng spoke, he suddenly paused, instinctively glanced at the wine in his cup.

"I thought, not to waste, broke the urn down to soak it in wine."

Pfff...

Right as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan almost spat out his wine.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhang Fan, don’t worry, it’s a new urn, never held any ashes, drink up."

Hong San grinned, clapping Zhang Fan and Sui Chunsheng’s shoulders lightly, "Cultivators fear nothing..."

"Not afraid of ghosts, why fear their ashes?"

"I’ll be heading out first."

Hong San chuckled, waved, and walked out of the office still stifling laughter.

"Brother Hong is really enthusiastic."

Zhang Fan pursed his lips, looking at the wine in his hand, finding it somewhat odd all of a sudden.

"He’s just a lively person."

Sui Chunsheng chuckled awkwardly and immediately said, "Drink, don’t waste, it’s a good thing, what you just spat out is worth at least a red note."

"This valuable?"

Zhang Fan was stupefied, couldn’t bear to waste anymore, ignored his taboo, and carefully savored it.

"Zhang Fan, someone’s looking for you."

At that moment, the elderly gatekeeper walked in, bringing a young girl.

Zhang Fan was stunned, who could find this place?

As he raised his head, he was struck as if by lightning, couldn’t help but spit out all the wine in his mouth.

Pfff...

"You... how did you get here?"

Zhang Fan’s eyes trembled, unable to believe that the silhouette reflected in his eyes was none other than Lin Jianyue...

Rabbit, Lin Jianyue.