Chapter 1209: Chapter 1209

Northern Cloud Mountain, siege of Great Wilderness Stronghold.

Wang Anfeng squinted his eyes, thinking of the intelligence he got from Tang Tongguang last night. In that city, there was a special Martial Artist in an unstable state, who had the power to massacre the city due to the nature of their Martial Arts. Naturally, he couldn't just wait around here. He nodded slightly and said:

"Then, I shall disturb you."

He turned and left. Since the person wasn't there, he had no interest in blaming others and certainly couldn't stay long. The promise he made to that little fellow for a 'couple of heavy blows' would probably have to be postponed.

But what exactly are couple of heavy blows?

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After all, it's a 'gift' as heavy as a thousand pounds, and not intended to kill; he needs to carefully control his strength. He must ponder this seriously during this time.

After walking about a few miles, as he was about to leave the city, Wang Anfeng suddenly smelled a strong scent of alcohol, like burning flames. He paused slightly, instinctively turned his head, and saw on the side of the road a man pushing a cart selling wine, with only a small wine jar on the cart.

Next to it was a wooden pole, from which hung a white cloth with bold writing.

'Enters the throat like a blade slicing, unmatched pride through the ages.'

Though boastful, the aroma was indeed impressive, rich and intense, better than even the Qin people's. Many people had already gathered, wanting to taste it or simply gritting their teeth to buy it, but the man priced it at a hundred taels of gold, unaffordable for ordinary people.

Unable to buy it, unwilling to leave, they just surrounded the area, greedily inhaling the wine fragrance, with a face of intoxication.

Wang Anfeng pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, sniffing the wine scent, he said:

The lazy man opened his eyes and said, "You recognize it?"

Wang Anfeng nodded, softly said, "Elders in the family always like to drink. Back in the day, I bought quite a bit of Burned Saber for them, hence I recognize it. But I have never smelled anything ."

The man straightened up slightly, said:

"Of course, this is rare wine. I dug it up from my old family estate, the Heavenly Fire Burning Jade Saber from Shu Kingdom Jian'nan Dao. You know, it was the only strong wine among the Central Plains Top Ten Famous Wines back then, at least sixty or seventy years old. The Shu Kingdom is gone, and this thing has been lost. Asking a hundred taels of gold isn't too much, is it?"

"Alright, alright, you've smelled enough, now leave. Don't block my business. Or, do you have money to buy it?"

The man's gaze fell on Wang Anfeng's somewhat shabby cloak and the torn hem of his clothing, full of doubt.

Wang Anfeng shook his head, said:

"Money I do not have, but I can exchange it for something else."

With that, he let the Double-Headed Flood Dragon, listed among Famous Sword grade, flip around in his hand, and his fingers exerted slight force, flicking a cold sword edge an inch out, the chill permeated the void, making the surrounding air seem colder.

The man clearly knew weapons, and seeing this, was shocked, noticing the intricate patterns, his eyes widened, said:

"This, this sword..."

Wang Anfeng said, "Can we trade?"

The man raised his eyes, said, "Of course we can, but aren't you getting the short end of the stick?"

Wang Anfeng put down the sword, reached for the wine jar, said:

"The old man at home said, strong wine pairs with weapon edges, where's the loss in that?"

"If I miss out on this jar of wine, now that's a loss."

Thinking of Li Bo's appearance, Wang Anfeng's expression grew warmer. He picked up the wine jar, pushed through the crowd, and left the city.

In the tavern, several disciples of Qiangwei Snow watched Wang Anfeng's back leave, then withdrew their gaze. The previously speaking woman had a hint of envy, broke the silence, said:

"As expected, our senior sister is still the best. Even if she is not here, she has such admirers."

"A thousand gold gift, given just like that."

"We can't compare to senior sister at all."

The other female disciples also agreed, nodding one after another. However, three young men sitting aside seemed a bit unconvinced, when suddenly an official with two black mustaches hurriedly entered. Seeing the Qiangwei Snow disciples over there, he quickly approached, identified himself, then hastily said:

"Earlier, was there a sword-wielding man in a black cloak here?"

The Qiangwei Snow female disciples were taken aback, said:

"There was someone like that, but after hearing that senior sister wasn't here, he already left."

The official looked remorseful, shook his sleeve heavily.

The female disciple tentatively asked:

"Sir, is that man something out of the ordinary?"

The official looked at her briefly, initially unwilling to answer but, due to Qiangwei Snow's sect status, he said:

"He killed the seventh-ranked Double-Headed Flood Dragon of Great Wilderness Stronghold."

"Then casually handed the Double-Headed Flood Dragon's head and token to a Jianghu vagabond, inquired about your news, and came straight here."

The female disciple couldn't help but exclaim:

The official rubbed his eyebrows, wryly smiled, said:

"That's exactly how this official reacted. It seems your senior sister's reputation is truly enormous."

"To make such a heroic figure kill at night and bring a head over thousands of miles, then present such a grand gift just for your news, aside from your sect's lady knight's beauty, I really can't think of any other reason."

Many Qiangwei Snow disciples looked at each other, filled with extreme envy, unable to speak further.

At this moment, several arrest officers marched into the inn, saw the official, immediately saluted, loudly said:

"Sir, we've tracked down the person."

"He just traded the 103rd Famous Sword List of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms' Double-Headed Flood Dragon for a jar of Burned Saber."

"Then strode away, whereabouts unknown."

Everyone present was stunned.

However, at sunset, Qiangwei Snow's senior sister had already returned early. The sect's female disciples told her all the day's events, and that beautiful woman was first shaken, then a more intriguing feeling arose in her heart. She gently raised her head, looked at the surrounding envious juniors, and calmly said:

"What's wrong with this? Isn't it expected."

"However, since he is so sincere, when I go to Northern Cloud Mountain before June, I can perhaps give him a chance in front of the world's heroes, the various sects' heroes."

"But I need to see, what exactly is that thousand-gold gift?"

The nearby women couldn't help but look forward to it.

PS: Today's second update is delivered... a 5200-word chapter...

Consider it an extra update~