latelenovela Chapter 1784 - 1780 Zhu Mang 7
Chapter 1784 - 1780 Zhu Mang 7
Chapter 1784: Chapter 1780 Zhu Mang 7Shen Luo heard a voice, turned around, and saw the old shopkeeper quickly walking up to him, somewhat mysteriously slipping a note into his hand.
"Customer, even if you wander all over the Ten Islands today, it’s absolutely impossible to collect a hundred Water-Fire Ming Pills. However, if you follow the address I’ve given you to find this person, you might still have a chance," the old man whispered into Shen Luo’s ear.
Hearing this, Shen Luo was overjoyed, thanked him once more, and then turned to leave.
Upon leaving the shop, Shen Luo opened the note and saw written on it: Falling Sunset Island, Shuiyu Village, Zhu Mangqi.
He gently rubbed the note with his fingers, turning it to ash, but didn’t immediately follow its directions to find the person. Instead, he patiently continued his
"Well, he’s indeed a drunkard," Shen Luo remarked speechlessly.
After a brief hesitation, Shen Luo waved his hand, allowing a wave of mana to sweep over the man.
The bearded man, still lying on the ground with his bottom in the air, suddenly jerked, pulling his head out of the ground and sitting up straight.
"Master Zhu Mangqi, you’re awake?" Shen Luo said with a smile.
The man turned his head drowsily, looking disgruntled at Shen Luo, and asked, "Is it great to know magic? Who told you to meddle and dispel my drunkenness?"
Hearing this, Shen Luo was left speechless.
In fact, he had realized that Zhu Mangqi was a Great Mahayana Stage cultivator, quite a remarkable cultivation level for a pearl diver.
"I was introduced by the shopkeeper of Bao Zhai Hall, who said you might have Water-Fire Ming Pills here," Shen Luo replied with a smile.
"No, no, hurry up and get out," Zhu Mangqi seemed even more enraged upon hearing this, giving Shen Luo a sideways glance and turning to go back inside the house.
Seeing this, Shen Luo could only say, "I was reckless earlier, unaware that you were intentionally getting drunk. I apologize."
Zhu Mangqi didn’t respond, merely rubbing his lower back as he pushed open the door to the wooden building.
Just as he was about to close the door, Shen Luo, his eyes darting, said, "Friend Zhu, could it be that you’re angry about the South Sea Dragon Palace’s blockade of the Great Ravine, which is why you’re drinking in seclusion at home? If that’s the case, I happen to have some Immortal Brew here. Would you care to share a drink with me?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Mangqi hesitated for a moment, a look of hesitation crossing his face, then he "crash" closed the door.
Shen Luo was a bit speechless, turned over a pot of Immortal Jade Brew, opened the bottle mouth, and let the fragrance of the wine waft out.
After a while, the door of the wooden house creaked open, Zhu Mangqi’s voice came out, "Come in and talk."
Shen Luo smiled and walked straight in.
Inside, the lights were lit, and the two sat across an Eight Immortals Table.
With a wave of Shen Luo’s sleeve, a pair of white jade wine cups appeared on the table, and he poured the Immortal Brew for both of them.
Zhu Mangqi didn’t stand on ceremony, raising the cup and downing it in one go.
As the liquor slid down his throat, it felt chilling cold, but once it reached his stomach, it immediately seemed to ignite, releasing a scorching power that not only warmed his stomach but even made his Dantian feel full.
Seeing Zhu Mangqi’s change in expression, Shen Luo inwardly chuckled and immediately refilled his cup.
This time, Zhu Mangqi held the cup, reluctant to drink it.
"Friend Zhu, drink up. This brew will greatly benefit you, and you don’t have to worry about excessive nourishment," Shen Luo reminded.
After hearing this, Zhu Mangqi’s eyes flickered before he drank it all in one go.
Shen Luo didn’t rush to speak. After drinking a cup himself, he accompanied Zhu Mangqi with another, then poured each another cup.
After a few cups, Zhu Mangqi finally couldn’t sit still any longer, covering his cup with one hand to stop Shen Luo from pouring more, and asked:
"If I’m not mistaken, you’re from the Dragon Palace, right?"
"Why do you say that, Friend Zhu?" Shen Luo didn’t rush to deny it, asking back.
"In the Southern Sea, only you Dragon Race people waste things like that, drinking this Immortal Brew as if it were seawater," Zhu Mangqi snorted, saying.