Translator: Silavin
Top Tier Divine Immortal’s Intoxication.
Even with these old bastards’ status and position, it was rarely seen.
Even the old Light Elf had only received half a gourd as a reward from the Elf Queen after rendering meritorious service to the Elf Race.
Yet last night, they had enjoyed a full gourd to their hearts’ content!
Although four people shared it, thinking of it normally, what an extravagant affair was this?
One must know that back when the old Light Elf had only that half gourd of Top Tier Divine Immortal’s Intoxication, and he had taken a full year to finish it.
Each time he had only taken the smallest sip. When had he ever been so unrestrainedly satisfied?
“That… Old Fiery.”
Gazing at the empty gourd from which not even a single drop could be poured, the three old men licked their lips with lingering desire, calling out dryly.
“Don’t call me, I don’t have any more!” Fiery’s body shuddered as he hastily waved his hands.
However, the three old men would not believe him.
They had been ‘friends’ for several thousand years. Although he had resisted, Fiery had ultimately chosen to promise. They knew this fellow definitely still had some in stock.
Otherwise, that one pot of Top Tier Divine Immortal’s Intoxication would have been enough for Fiery to fight them three to the death.
Of course, if there had only been one pot, probably any of the three of them would have done the same.
Immediately, gazes all fell upon Qin Yichen.
They had not forgotten, it was Fiery who’d brought him back, and moreover, addressed him with such intimate terms as ‘Little Brother’.
In the entire Elf Race, even many High Ranking old dogs among the High Rank Elves would not receive such an address from Fiery… let alone a young man from a Foreign Race.
“Hey… You shameless scoundrels, get out now!” Seeing the three’s gazes shift, Fiery shuddered and hastily blocked in front of Qin Yichen, shouting loudly.
His manner was exactly like fearing something beloved might be snatched away.
Seeing Fiery’s actions, the three became even more certain of their thoughts.
That Top Tier Divine Immortal’s Intoxication definitely came from this young man’s hands.
“Ahh… What are you doing!?” Subsequently, Fiery’s anguished cries rang out once more. For a time, the sound of fist meeting flesh echoed through the residence again.
Moments later, as the dust settled, Fiery cowered behind like a violated female Elf, his resentful gaze glaring fiercely at those three old codgers dusting off their robes.
Undoubtedly, he alone was pletely no match for three bastards striking with full force.
“This Little Brother, might we know how to address you?” After dealing with Fiery, the three Elf Elders’ expressions became considerably more serious. They walked before Qin Yichen with dignity, asking kindly.
It seemed they had already forgotten how they had ignored this young man yesterday.
“Qin Yichen greets the three Honoured Seniors.” However, fortunately Qin Yichen had not taken it to heart either. He immediately cupped his hands and spoke.
“That thing, you were the one that brought it?” The three old men exchanged glances, directly getting to the point.
“Indeed.” Qin Yichen smiled.
“That thing, do you still have more?” Hearing this, delight flashed in the three old men’s eyes as they hurriedly asked.
When asking this question, they held their breath somewhat, watching Qin Yichen, fearing he might give an answer they did not wish to hear.
However, fortunately, Qin Yichen’s face still bore a smile as he nodded lightly.
*Haha…*
Seeing how Qin Yichen responded, they nearly could not help jumping up, their mouths grinning nearly to their ears.
“*Hmph!* What’s there to be pleased about? Do you think he’s giving you that thing for free?”
Amidst the three old men’s excitement, a cold snort drifted faintly from behind.
Hearing this, the three’s jubilant movements immediately froze in place.
Top Tier Divine Immortal’s Intoxication, within the Elf Race, only Royalty could enjoy it. How precious was its value?
“This… Little Brother, we wonder what you require in exchange?”
The three bit their teeth and asked.
pared to Top Tier Divine Immortal’s Intoxication, even Fiery’s treasured thousand-year fine wine was as unpalatable as mud.
Even if they had to pay a painful price, they had to obtain this thing.
“Honoured Seniors, surely you know this thing’s value. If we were to exchange it for ordinary items, that would diminish its worth far too much.”
Qin Yichen said with a light smile.
Hearing this, both Fiery and the three old men’s expressions became somewhat ugly.
“However, this Junior only needs the Honoured Elders to help me with a small matter, and I can gift each of you five jars.”
Qin Yichen spoke like a great grey wolf tempting little white rabbits, the corner of his mouth curving in a smile.
However, what Qin Yichen had miscalculated was that these old things before him were not the fifty or sixty-year-olds they appeared to be on the surface. Each of them was a several-thousand-year-old ancient monster.
Upon hearing Qin Yichen’s words, they immediately began thinking rapidly. As they pondered, the four’s expressions grew increasingly grave.
Top Tier Divine Immortal’s Intoxication could only be brewed by the Manor Master of the Human Race’s Saints Heavenly Manor.
Even top tier Races found it difficult to obtain.
Yet Qin Yichen casually offered five jars per person…
Suddenly, the four old men’s bodies trembled, as though thinking of something, their eyes bursting with incredulous expressions.
This young man bore no trace of any other aura, appearing as though he had cultivated the Human Form to its ultimate state.
Could it be that this was not the result of Qin Yichen’s cultivation at all, but rather that he himself was a Human!?
In the eyes of the Myriad Races, the Human Race was no different from the best kinds of food.
Only after Ancestor Hongjun emerged did the Human Race finally gain ground within the Myriad Races Domain.
Even Hongjun had only taken a small portion of the land. Far more Humans remained, raised as food by various Races.
Although occasionally over tens of thousands of years the Human Race might produce one or two experts whose fame shook the Myriad Races, in the river of time, those were merely unremarkable ripples.
In terms of foundation, the Human Race could in no way pare to those formidable Races of the Myriad Races continent.
Moreover, once Humans appeared in the Myriad Races Domain, they would definitely be eliminated by experts of various Races.
Because consuming those Human experts who had cultivated on their own was far more effective than eating those raised in captivity!
Could this young man before them truly be Human?
Judging from his aura, he was clearly already a Martial Ancestor. Then how had this young man crossed the numerous Races between the Elf Race and Human Race to reach the Elf Forest?
At this moment, the four, Fiery and the others, had no time to contemplate this question. Because an even more serious issue lay before them.
Help Qin Yichen with a favour?
Although the Elf Race had never treated Humans as food, nor had they ever actively attacked Saints Heavenly Manor.
However, in their hearts, the Human Race was still a hot potato. Even if they did not make enemies of them, they absolutely must not befriend them!
Once they stood on the Human Race’s side, one misstep would make them enemies of numerous Races!
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