Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"Haha, that makes sense. But those eight hot hells are not easy to endure, especially since the ghosts suffer greatly from the fire hell. Now that they have the opportunity to punish others, they will inevitably become even more ruthless. If you can really survive five hundred days, it means that you were not far from attaining the Arhatship."

Feng Jizi said.

"So, if that's the case, this cup of wine isn't even worth a hundred million?"

"That's not entirely true. Sometimes, the difference is an insurmountable chasm. If you can't get past that hurdle of enlightenment, you'll never be able to break through the gap between immortals and mortals. Moreover, the biggest use of this Yellow Soup of the Eight Hot Hells is actually to open a back door."

Feng Jizi shook his head.

"Open the back door?"

“That’s right. Normally, if one wants to attain the Arhatship, one must either make a great vow, practice in stages, or receive empowerment from a guru. Regardless of the method, one will be bound by Buddhist rules. But to attain it through the hot yellow waters of the eight hells, one is almost free from all Buddhist precepts.”

Feng Jizi said.

"That makes some sense."

he mused.

This thing seems most suitable not for those eminent monks who are just one step away from breaking through to a higher realm, but for those frivolous monks who are physically in Buddhism but mentally in the secular world.

From this perspective, it's still worth buying.

Putting everything else aside, the next time those bald monks come looking for trouble with the female diver, we might be able to use this to make a deal with them and solve the problem once and for all.

But he didn't actually have ten million on him. Even if he could barely afford it, he would have to set aside money to buy other things.

"If I had known about this, I should have borrowed some money from the fisherman before coming here."

Liu Zheng felt a little regretful.

"Senior, do you have a sewer system here?"

He had a sudden inspiration and asked.

"Yes, there is, but the sewers under the distillery are isolated from the other sewers. People outside can't get in, and people inside can't get out."

Feng Jizi said.

"It's okay, I have a solution."

Liu Zheng said confidently.

No matter how big Dukang Distillery is, it can't be bigger than the sewers. He's the sewers' number two spokesperson, so breaking down the barriers is a piece of cake for him.

"Even if you have a solution, the winery won't let you leave. However, if it's convenient, you can tell me your method. If it can fix the loophole, the winery will reward you accordingly."

Feng Jizi suggested.

"It's nothing, it's just that I have a very good relationship with the sewers."

Liu Zheng said it casually.

"Young friend, you have this kind of connection? But judging from your words and actions, you shouldn't have been in the metropolis for very long."

Feng Jizi was surprised again.

"There's nothing I can do about it; it's all just a series of coincidences. I'm not bragging, but I've been to the city hall, the sewers, the cemetery, the restaurants, the black market, and the bathhouse district—I'm familiar with almost everything in the metropolis."

He spoke of boasting, but there wasn't much pride on his face.

After all, every connection comes with a host of risks and troubles.

"Indeed, indeed. We Chinese people should have such a tolerant heart and such social skills."

Feng Jizi praised.

"The demeanor of our predecessors inspires our deepest respect and serves as a model for our younger generations."

The sedan chair was carried by people, and Liu Zheng also offered flattery.

"High mountains are to be looked up to, and virtuous conduct is to be followed" comes from the Book of Songs, Minor Odes, "Che Xia". The original meaning is that the groom looks at the distant high mountains and walks on the road, happily going to pick up the bride.

However, Sima Qian quoted this sentence in "The Hereditary House of Confucius" in the Records of the Grand Historian to praise Confucius, so the meaning became that it describes a person whose virtue is as high as a mountain and whose words and deeds are as bright as the great way and who is followed by others.

Sima Qian was a man from the Western Han Dynasty, while Feng Jizi came from Dadu in the Eastern Han Dynasty, so he should have known the latter meaning.

"Young friend, you flatter me. Although Confucius was a mere mortal, his knowledge and character far surpass mine. How could I possibly compare to him?"

Sure enough, Feng Jizi was modest in words, but his face was beaming with joy.

"I think the senior is completely comparable. Compared with Confucius, the senior is at least three times better."

Liu Zheng said with a serious expression.

"Oh? What do you mean by three wins?"

Seeing how serious he was, Feng Jizi also became interested.

"The senior was a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor (Suirenshi was the first of the Three Sovereigns, hence the title Heavenly Emperor), and Confucius was a descendant of the senior. This is the senior's advantage."

Liu Zheng raised a tentacle.

"Ah."

Feng Jizi nodded slightly.

"The fact that you were able to retain some of your memories after arriving in the metropolis shows how profound your cultivation is. Confucius, on the other hand, was just a mortal. This is the second advantage you have."

He raised another tentacle.

"Uh-huh."

Feng Jizi nodded more deeply.

"The predecessor had two victories, while Confucius had none; this is the predecessor's three victories."

After Liu Zheng finished speaking, he couldn't hold back any longer and chuckled.

"Hahaha, you rascal, you really are lazy."

Feng Jizi was also infected by his laughter and couldn't help but laugh too.

"Ah, it's rare to have such laughter since I came to the metropolis."

After laughing, Feng Jizi sighed.

"Then why did you come to the Metropolis, senior?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"This part of my memory has been completely erased. But I suppose it's just a matter of using both soft and hard tactics. Oh well, since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. The metropolis is a place where all realms converge, so there are many benefits to cultivating here."

Feng Jizi shook his head, clearly unwilling to discuss the matter further.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet why you suddenly wanted to go to the sewers, young friend."

He changed the subject.

"Oh, I want to buy the Eight Hot Hells Yellow Soup, but I don't have enough money on me, so I'm thinking of going to the sewers to borrow some money."

Liu Zheng spoke frankly to him.

"I see. How much more do you need, young friend? If it's not much, I can cover the difference for you."

Feng Jizi said generously.

"There's still 10 million left."

"Young friend, are you perhaps trying to get something for nothing?"

Feng Jizi was speechless.

If it weren't for the fact that they were from the same hometown, he would have pulled Liu Zheng away with a flick of his sleeve.

"Actually, I have several million on me, but I need to save it to buy other wines. Besides, I'm also preparing this Eight Hot Hells Yellow Soup for someone else, so maybe I can get reimbursed."

Liu Zheng explained.

"In that case, if you can provide collateral, I can lend you ten million."

After pondering for a moment, Feng Jizi said.

"Thank you so much, senior. Was what I just gave you enough?"

Those perfect items that were confiscated earlier haven't been returned to him yet.

"That's about enough. Are you sure you want to buy this, young friend?"

Feng Jizi confirmed.

"determine."

Liu Zheng nodded.

"Okay. The Eight Hot Hells Yellow Soup, originally priced at 100 million, is now 10 million after the discount. Thank you for your patronage."

Feng Jizi took out a bank card and swiped it on the catalog.

"drop!"

A flash of white light, and the eight hot hells in the picture book appeared before the two of them.

Liu Zheng picked up the wine cup, and the item description immediately popped up.

Name: Eight Hot Hells Yellow Soup (Disposable)

Type: Item

"Quality: Epic"

"Effect: Pass through the eight hells of suffering, endure the tortures of ten thousand ghosts, break the constraints of precepts, and attain the Arhatship."

"Note: I have never cultivated any good deeds in my life, only loved killing and arson. Suddenly the golden rope is broken, and the jade lock is shattered. Ah! I attained enlightenment in the eight hells, and only today do I realize who I am."

Can it be taken out of the instance: No

"An epic item!"

Liu Zheng gasped.

This is the highest-grade item he has received since entering the Metropolis, bar none; it truly deserves to be called a divine item.

Unfortunately, he knew he would never pass the test of the Eight Hot Hells, but he swallowed it all in one gulp and instantly became an Arhat.

Even if Liu Zheng himself doesn't need it, an epic-quality item can still be used to leverage a lot of resources.

"Senior, how can I repay you?"

After composing himself, Liu Zheng asked.

"Knock on the door again when the time comes, and I will come out to see you."

Feng Jizi said.

"it is good."

He nodded and continued looking at the other types of alcohol.

Soon, he found another suitable one.

Wine Name: Three-Life Yellow Soup

Wine Quality: Top Grade

"Introduction: The drinker will be intoxicated for forty-nine days and recall the experiences of this life, the previous life, and the life before that in dreams. After waking up, the soul will recover from the trauma. It is for spirits only. The effect is greatly reduced for the living and there is a risk of the soul leaving the body."

Price: One million

"Good heavens, the price difference between divine and top-grade items is just too big!"

Liu Zheng clicked his tongue in amazement.

Chapter 594 Money really doesn't last long!

The wines from Dukang Distillery are categorized from lowest to highest quality as follows: Common, Good, Superior, Top Quality, and Divine.

The difference between divine and top-grade items is only one level, yet their prices differ by a hundredfold.

"The difference between immortals and mortals is just one word, 'mountain,' yet they are worlds apart. Moreover, there is a gap between divine-grade beings, even greater than the gap between divine-grade and supreme-grade beings."

Feng Jizi said.

"Okay, I'm broke anyway."

Liu Zheng shrugged.