old man wei
Nestled within White Cloud City, a third-tier clan known as the Wei resided. Just around the corner from the Arcane Whisper wine shop, approximately 200-300 meters away, a peculiar event unfolded.
Deep within a hidden chamber, shrouded in perpetual twilight, Wei Feng, the wizened elder of the Wei clan, sat in meditation.
His weathered body, a testament to a life steeped in hardship, resembled a living statue carved from aged oak. Suddenly, his lone eye snapped open, a flicker of emerald green piercing the gloom.
The air crackled with anticipation as he rose, his threadbare robes whispering against the stone floor.
"Could it be? A descendent with a water affinity reaching such heights? Or perhaps they've unearthed an artifact of immense power?" he murmured, a tremor of excitement lacing his voice.
Driven by curiosity, Wei Feng emerged from his secluded sanctum. The sight that greeted him defied logic.
Rain, a rare occurrence in White Cloud City, lashed down upon a single, specific location . It was as if an invisible hand had sculpted a miniature storm cloud, its fury concentrated solely on this one establishment.
An ethereal glow emanated from the shop, hinting at a powerful surge of spiritual energy. Without a moment's hesitation, Wei Feng propelled himself towards the anomaly, his heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and trepidation.
Just as he had reached in mid way toward the place. He came to a halt as the rain and spiritual disturbance vanished in front of him. The old man frowned in perplexity as he scanned his surroundings for any clues that could explain the sudden disappearance of rain and spiritual energy.
"Could it be that the phenomenon was merely a passing occurrence, a trick of the senses? Or was I hit by my old age Sense" old man though, but still went towards the direction of Arcane Whisper wine shop.
As he approached the wine shop, he overheard a passerby on that alley discussing the strange rain that was only falling on the wine shop.
Hearing the conversation and realizing that it wasn't illusion, after some hesitation he approached the Arcane Whisper wine shop with cautious steps, his mind filled with curiosity and anticipation. As he drew nearer, he could see the dampened ground and the lingering scent of rain.
Inside the store .
Chen Yang diligently fed a pill to the slumbering Xiao siblings. Minutes ticked by.
...
Relief washed over Chen Yang as he witnessed the pill's potent effects on Xiao Long and Xiao Yi. T
he ingenious combination of the intoxicating concoction and the inscriptions exceeded even his wildest expectations. Not only did it eradicate hangovers, but it also prevented the wine's potent spiritual energy from leaching out.
"I expected that a pill with a combination of inscriptions would increase its property two to three times, but I did not expect even tier two pills to pale in comparison to this pill." As Chen Yang was comparing his pill pattern pill to a normal pill, his train of thought was interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching his shop.
Chen Yang turned towards the entrance, his eyes landing on the silhouette of an elderly man.
"Good day, sir," Chen Yang greeted the newcomer politely, his curiosity piqued by the unexpected guest. "How can I assist you?"
Old man stepped into the shop with a measured gait, his eyes scanning the surroundings , sensing the spirit energy inside the wine store seem to constantly drawing into a direction of Xiao Long and Xiao Yi his interest was pique but because of Chen Yang's confused face the old man introduced himself with a nod.
"I am just an old man who loves wine," the old man said. "It appears you have just recently opened this wine store, and when I was passing by the alley, I happened to see your store, so I came to try it."
" Oh, If you want to order something, check that first." Chen Yang pointed at the blackboard and sat on the chair.
Following Chen Yang's gesture towards a board, the old man's eyes widened in disbelief upon seeing the prices. "Five spirit stones for the cheapest bottle?! And 250 for that one? Are you robbing people blind?" Even in his extensive lifetime, he'd never encountered such exorbitant wine prices.
Chen Yang, unfazed, simply ignored the outburst and refocused on observing the pill's effects on the Xiao siblings.
Being ignored by Chen Yang Wei Jang, ever the cautious one, employed a detection technique to gauge Chen Yang's cultivation level. Finding no trace of spiritual energy, his anger flared.
"Hey! Are you deaf? How can a mortal like you swindle others like this? Explain these ridiculous prices, or I'll show you the vast difference between a cultivator and a mortal!" The old man's voice boomed, his late Foundation Stage aura unleashed to intimidate Chen Yang.
He envisioned the shop owner cowering in fear upon witnessing his power. However, Chen Yang remained unfazed, calmly rising from his seat.
"Sir, the prices reflect the exceptional quality and rarity of our wine. If you're interested, please, take a seat. Otherwise, I kindly request you leave and allow me to continue my business." Chen Yang spoke calmly, sensing the aura radiating from the late Foundation Stage elder.
The old man's fury intensified upon hearing Chen Yang's response. As an esteemed Ancestor of the Wei clan, he'd never been treated with such disrespect.
" Insolent fool " old man spat the word and as
He was about to grab Chen Yang's collar when he felt a hand grip his arm tightly like a vise. He yanked his arm with all his strength, but the hand that held him remained motionless.
The old man's body became cold, and he could not help but think of something incredible. 'Could this man isn't a mortal but a cultivator and strength above me at that '
The old man was sweating profusely from his own thoughts. His lips twitched as he swallowed the dry saliva. Just as he was contemplating how he would get through and was in dilima.
" Old wei you also come here to drink the wine "
Voice came from the place he where two people were sleeping. He had noticed when he had entered the wine store.