Chapter 60: Xu Shengqun – If I Could Drink Wine Brewed from Di Tian’s Dragon Blood, I Would Have No Regrets in This Life!

Secondly, the price was too great—it was a one-time, bug-level divine ability. Once used, the user would be completely erased, ceasing to exist.

While pondering whether and how to collect his own "King's Treasury," his journey remained uninterrupted, and he had already arrived at Tian Dou City.

As soon as he entered the city, the Demon Emperor's warning alert reached him.

At the same time, his divine sense provided the same feedback.

"Ah… A guest has come from afar."

"Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua, Sect Master Mu Ye, you two must not place your hopes on them. Otherwise…"

A cruel smile curved upon his lips. Then, his tall figure silently faded into the darkness.

At this moment, inside the headquarters of the Blacksmiths' Association—

A luxuriously decorated reception hall.

Whether it was the Divine Craftsman Zhen Hua or the Sect Master of the Body Sect, Mu Ye, both were equally excited and thrilled.

All of this was due to the sudden appearance of their "guests."

A total of four guests—four powerful figures.

Two of them were female War Gods ranked lower in the War God Hall: Ice Moon Douluo Tang Liyue and Morning Cat Douluo Zhu Xuan. Both were titled Douluo and three-word battle armor masters, with one representing the War God Hall and the other acting as a temporary diplomat for the military.

One came from the Spirit Pagoda—one of its four high-ranking Spirit Envoys, the Heavenly Saint Douluo Xu Shengqun, a Super Douluo and three-word battle armor master.

The last one was the strongest of them all—the person in whom Zhen Hua and Mu Ye had placed their hopes.

The Vice Master of the Tang Sect, the Passionate Douluo Zang Xin, an Ultimate Douluo and four-word battle armor master.

"Zhen Hua, is what you said really true?"

The questioned Zhen Hua let out a deep, helpless sigh and said with absolute certainty:"Of course it's true."

"I previously attempted to forge a piece of divine metal by merging seven different types of metal, hoping to ascend to new heights in the world of blacksmithing."

"Unfortunately, I failed."

"Not only did I fail, but I pushed myself too far and ended up exhausting my life force, leaving myself gravely injured and on the verge of death."

"Luckily, my years as a blacksmith allowed me to accumulate some resources and wealth, and I managed to barely cling to life by absorbing life-replenishing heavenly materials and treasures."

"For the past two years, I have declined your requests solely because of this."

"I'm truly sorry, but I fear I won't be able to fulfill your blacksmithing requests in the near future."

"If you have some less demanding requests, you can go to my junior apprentice brother, Mu Chen, in Eastsea City."

"He is the President of the Blacksmiths' Association branch in Eastsea City and is currently the most promising eighth-rank Saint Craftsman to break through and become a Divine Craftsman."

Hearing Zhen Hua's firm refusal, the representatives of these great powers were equally helpless.

With their knowledge and experience, they could tell that Zhen Hua's condition was exactly as he had described.

Two years ago, when they last saw him, he was still full of energy, with only a few strands of white hair at his temples.

But now? He looked utterly haggard and lifeless, as if he had aged twelve years in a single breath. The white at his temples had spread throughout his entire head, turning his once dark hair into a mix of black and white.

If one moved closer, they could even catch the scent of life-energy-rich heavenly materials and treasures.

He was entirely a man suffering from severe life force depletion, struggling to absorb the very supplements meant to restore him.

Although the guests were unwilling to return empty-handed, they could not possibly force Zhen Hua to comply.

And even if they could, given Zhen Hua's current state, coercion might not yield any useful results.

Thus, they could only exchange pleasantries, promising to send life-replenishing heavenly materials and treasures as gifts when they returned.

Zhen Hua repeatedly exchanged polite words with the powerful figures offering him treasures, pulling the conversation in circles.

Even Mu Ye, who was usually taciturn—and who particularly disliked the Tang Sect's Vice Master, Zang Xin—actively joined in, helping to stretch the conversation.

At the same time, the gears in both their minds were spinning frantically.

They were constrained by Di Tian, caught under multiple layers of threats, and could not take the initiative to expose Di Tian and the other soul beasts' presence or their deep-seated plans to overthrow humanity.

Therefore, they had to find a way for today's four "hopes" to discover Di Tian and the others on their own.

Just as they were racking their brains and finding no solution, the Heavenly Saint Douluo Xu Shengqun suddenly raised his voice.

"Zhen Hua! We've been old friends for years! If you keep being so polite, it'll make things awkward."

As if giving the other party a way out, the shrewd Xu Shengqun immediately added:"We're not asking for a free favor—you need to provide us with a meal, at least. Consider it our dinner ticket."

"And also, you must bring out that dragon blood wine you've been hoarding all these years. No more stinginess!"

"Just accept it already."

As soon as he spoke, the two female War Gods from the War God Hall immediately chimed in to support him.

"Indeed, indeed!"

"Zhen Hua, just take it."

Only when Zang Xin finally spoke did Zhen Hua and Mu Ye seem to "snap back" to reality and agree.

"Much appreciated, much appreciated."

"With these life-replenishing heavenly treasures, my recovery speed will surely increase significantly."

"The moment I recover, I will prioritize forging divine metals for you all."

Beneath his words, however, was a surge of excitement beyond measure.

Moments ago, they had been agonizing over how to make Di Tian and his soul beasts reveal themselves.

And now? They had been handed the perfect opportunity.

For once, someone from the Spirit Pagoda had done something useful.

The dragon blood wine that Xu Shengqun mentioned—Zhen Hua indeed had it. It was a treasured collection of his, aged for many years, brewed from the pure blood of a true dragon: a Scarlet Dragon.

Since it had been specifically requested, he had no reason to refuse.

A Scarlet Dragon was a true dragon, an authentic member of the dragon race. Drinking its blood-infused wine in the presence of Di Tian, the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, was nothing short of an extreme provocation.

He did not believe that Di Tian could endure such an insult.

And even if Di Tian could, the younger Infernal Demon Dragon King, Zi Ji, most certainly could not.

As long as there was any movement, even the slightest reaction, it would not escape the perception of an Ultimate Douluo like Zang Xin.

After all, Zang Xin was a powerhouse capable of manifesting his spirit physically.

Shortly after, Zhen Hua brought out a jar of wine with a packaging that exuded an aura of ancient simplicity.

"I have failed you all, and I feel ashamed. This is the least I can do to make amends."

"This jar of wine was a gift from a friend, and it has a long history. I have never been willing to drink it."

"We know, we know," Xu Shengqun replied with a half-teasing, half-exasperated tone.

"I asked for it last time, and you wouldn't give it up, only handing me a bottle of wyvern blood wine instead."

"I was so frustrated that I went out of my way to investigate the origins of this jar. No wonder you were so reluctant!"

"Brewed from the blood of a Scarlet Dragon, its aroma is rich and intoxicating, infused with pure fire elemental essence. It is excellent for dispelling cold and evil energies and greatly enhances one's vitality. It is a supreme yang-nourishing tonic!"

When he mentioned "a supreme yang-nourishing tonic," a meaningful smile spread across his face.

Then, he sighed wistfully:

"I consider myself a connoisseur of fine wines. Among dragon blood wines, the only one that could undoubtedly surpass this Scarlet Dragon Blood Wine would be one brewed from the blood of the number one among the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts—the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, Di Tian."

"If I could ever drink wine brewed from Di Tian's dragon blood, I would truly have no regrets in this life."

(End of Chapter)