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Chapter 70 Peach Blossom Wine Under the Peach Tree

Cheng Mai automatically ignored this sentence; he was lucky if he could believe one out of ten things Shang Xingjian said.

"Who exactly is this Shang Jianxing? Why does he look so much like you?" It was as if Shang Jianxing had been possessed by a demon.

“You’re being too kind to him by calling him a person.” As soon as Shang Xingjian finished speaking, he appeared in front of Cheng Mai, holding a five-step green sword in his hand.

Cheng Mai subconsciously took a step back, glancing only at the Five-Step Green, "This is the monster you fought? Little Green?"

A reenactment of the Legend of the White Snake?
Shang Xingjian blasted its inner core and threw the Five-Step Green on the ground. The Five-Step Green immediately curled up into a ball.

Cheng Mai made no attempt to hide his disgust, glancing at it briefly before looking away.

"He's talented, but he chose the wrong path." That's why Jian from the business world didn't go all out at first.

"There's a wine bottle on the table in the room, go get it." Shang Xingjian seemed to be in a good mood, and even brought out a basin of water, deciding to personally extract the snake tendons and bones to make wine.

Cheng Mai's lips twitched, and he went to his room without looking back.

The room wasn't large, but everything inside was neat and tidy. There was a dressing mirror on the table, and when she touched it with her fingertips, there wasn't a speck of dust.

I couldn't help but look outside. This place must be very important to the merchant guild, otherwise they wouldn't come in to clean it every day.

That must be where he lived during his mortal trials.

And his ex-wife.

"It's on the table by the window, do you see it?"

Cheng Mai suddenly snapped out of her reverie and couldn't help but tap her head. What was she thinking about?
"Found it." Seeing the gleaming, plump wine bottle on the table, Cheng Mai grabbed it and took it away. "This one?"

Shang Xingjian was clearly in a good mood; even though he had just removed the snake tendons and bones, his hands were still clean.

"This peach blossom wine is still the same as it was back then..." Shang Xingjian suddenly shut down his microphone and put the snake tendons and bones into the wine. "A snake that is an inch long can live for a year. This snake wine can also make you live a few more years. Here you go."

Cheng Mai took a step back, his disdain clear. He hadn't finished speaking, but Cheng Mai roughly understood that this wine was brewed by him and his wife in the mortal realm back then.

"Wine that's thousands of years old, who knows if it might kill someone?" Cheng Mai said disdainfully.

Upon hearing this, Shang Xingjian burst into laughter, but his laughter was rather irritating.

"What's going on now? How did you get in here too?" Cheng Mai changed the subject, clearly annoyed.

Shang Xingjian resealed the wine, then walked over to the peach tree by the door, pretending to take a shovel, and dug a hole to bury the wine.

"Daiyu buries flowers, you bury wine?" Only someone with a century-old stroke could do something like that.

"It's all about pretentious elegance." After finishing the peach blossom wine, Shang Xingjian patted the dirt off his hands. Peach blossoms fell from the peach tree and landed on the small mound of earth.

"Shang Xingjian, you haven't answered my question yet." Cheng Mai suddenly felt uncomfortable, but she didn't want to delve into why.

"Which problem?" Shang Xing asked knowingly, as if he wanted to see Cheng Mai angry, because that would make him seem more energetic.

Cheng Mai seemed to have noticed the problem as well, so she was no longer angry and just glanced at the snakeskin on the ground.

"You mean this thing?" Shang Xingjian walked back and kicked the snake demon on the ground that still had its consciousness. "Hundreds of years ago, it got a chance from me and cultivated its consciousness. Later, it plotted to pull out the dragon's tendons and break its bones during the Heavenly Dragon Tribulation, thus obtaining the Heavenly Dragon's opportunity and cultivating into a demon god."

Cheng Mai lowered his eyes to look at the snakeskin twitching gently on the ground. "The person who conspired with him is the one who has been harming me all along?"

"You could say that." Shang Xingjian kicked the boneless snake demon out of the courtyard, saying disdainfully, "Dirty thing."

Cheng Mai silently turned back to look at the tree. "You just used this filthy stuff to brew wine." "The stuff is filthy, but the snake tendons and bones are good stuff. After all, they've refined the tendons and bones of a celestial dragon," Shang Xingjian explained logically.

Cheng Mai declined to comment on the matter.

"So, did you find out who's behind this?"

"I have a general idea, but I need to confirm it." Shang Xingjian frowned, as if this person was both unexpected and yet perfectly reasonable to him.

But one thing is certain: this person is definitely not easy to deal with.

Even someone like Shang Xingjian had to think it over carefully, and even hoped that the person was the one he was looking for.

"That merchant firm..."

"I've been watching people fight for two hours, and I'm starving. I'm going to find something to eat." Shang Xingjian said, swaggering out of the courtyard to find something to eat.

Cheng Mai: "..." The attempt to change the subject couldn't be more obvious.

Cheng Mai cursed under his breath, glanced back at the peach tree, and followed him out. "Wait for me. What can we eat here? When are we leaving?"

"The Cheng family villa has been destroyed. That old bastard surnamed Cheng called the police. These kinds of things are the most annoying. We'll go back after Shen Luo has dealt with it."

"I don't know if you were incredibly lucky to have met Shen Luo, or if Shen Luo committed terrible sins in his past lives to meet you in this one," Cheng Mai mocked.

“She must have burned incense for eight lifetimes to meet me,” Shang Xingjian replied. “Besides, according to your human way of speaking, she should call me ‘father,’ since I’m the one who hatched her.”

Cheng Mai: "Would you just leave her in the straw pile to fend for herself during the incubation process?"

Do you think she doesn't know?

Shang Xingjian laughed again, without offering any further explanation. After all, spending thousands of years of cultivation just to hatch an egg wasn't exactly something to be proud of.

"Do you see that river ahead?" Shang Xingjian led his men to the riverbank and asked Cheng Mai.

Cheng Mai: "Am I blind?" How could she not see something right in front of her? "But it's one thing for you to put houses in your Qiankun bag, but you're also putting mountains and rivers in it?"

Is this the source of their confidence in possessing the world's top-tier magical artifacts?

"Beautiful scenery is something you have to keep if you see it, so that it doesn't fall into the hands of those who don't know how to appreciate it." Shang Xingjian took out his old friend's full barbecue set and gestured for Cheng Mai to go catch some fish.

Cheng Mai pointed at himself in disbelief, "Me?"

"I just got into a fight..."

"Watching others fight." Don't think she didn't hear you clearly.

Merchant Jian was speechless, realizing that this child was no longer easy to fool.

“Alright, let’s make a trade. You catch a fish, and I’ll tell you something,” Shang Xingjian said, seemingly relenting. “You want to know about Shang Jianxing, right? Catch a fish, and I’ll tell you.”

"Don't lie to me?"

"I absolutely won't lie." Shang Xingjian raised his hand and swore. Even if he were lying, no one would dare strike him down with lightning. But that didn't matter; it was enough that Cheng Mai didn't know.

Cheng Mai walked to the riverbank with some doubt, trying to catch some fish.

As Shang Xingjian watched the person pass by, the smile on his face gradually faded. The little golden dragon wrapped around his wrist poked its head out and asked worriedly, "Demonic Lord, you were bitten by that beast. Are you really alright?"