latelenovela Chapter 132 Choosing the Right Wine Vat
Chapter 132 Choosing the Right Wine Vat
Zhong Ming finally came to his senses. He knew that arguing at this moment was a useless futile effort. The best outcome would be to be sent to the legal department for a rigorous investigation to confirm that he was not at fault, but even that would take a lot of time.
Now, he needs to demonstrate his value: "Okay, okay, I'm here to solve the problem, what's the panic?"
Zhong Ming got up, dusted off his clothes, and exuded a confidence that made the woman somewhat suspicious.
"Then why aren't you working?" She examined the bounty list again. "You're Master Cuihong, right? The reward is wine? He Guang, you explain this."
The young boy had already prepared his explanation: "I invited him, Master. I accidentally broke this wine vat. It was the first wine vat you gave me. I didn't dare tell you, afraid you would be angry, so I thought I'd ask someone to fix it. Who knew that when he arrived, he would break such an important mid-grade magic artifact..."
"Stop, stop, stop," Zhong Ming tried to stop them, but a large hand slapped him across the face.
"Did I tell you to speak?" A slap landed squarely on his mouth, the force so great that Zhong Ming was slammed against the wall like a mosquito being swatted. The hand didn't drop, continuing to cover his mouth. "My disciple hasn't finished speaking, what are you interrupting for?"
The boy almost couldn't hold back his laughter, quickly pinched himself, and continued with a mournful face, "Master, he's a heartless devil! He broke an extra wine jar and then demanded more payment from me, raising the price at the last minute. It's truly despicable."
"Damn it, you bastard!" This time, the woman's tone was no longer fierce, but rather tinged with fear. After releasing her hand, she quickly shook it off and wiped it on her coarse linen clothes.
Nothing more, Zhong Ming silently licked her palm.
Disgusting, so disgusting!
Zhong Ming also used this opportunity to confirm something.
This woman must have drunk quite a bit, otherwise, with such a twisted mind, she wouldn't have been able to cultivate to such a high level.
Zhong Ming shouted, "How could I, a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining, break a mid-grade magic weapon? With what? With my tongue?"
That hit the nail on the head. The woman also realized something was wrong; her wine jar didn't seem that fragile.
"Unless it was originally broken." Zhong Ming said with certainty, slightly touching his chin, thinking that it shouldn't be dislocated.
The boy immediately became anxious, "Impossible! I checked it yesterday, and there were no problems."
"Yes, everything was fine until now, and two are broken. Shouldn't you, as the guard of the wine cellar, bear a heavy responsibility?" Zhong Ming said casually. No matter what, Ren Guang couldn't escape the responsibility for the negligence. "Besides, you haven't explained how the wine vat broke. I think that wine vat, although of low quality, is still a magical artifact. You said you accidentally broke it? How did you do that?"
"Master, I..."
"Enough," the woman finally realized what was going on. The most important thing now was to fix the mid-grade magic artifact wine vat. The truth couldn't be hidden. She activated her divine sense and enveloped the area, not even a mosquito could escape her search.
"You said you could solve this problem, and that you'd get paid as much as you want if you did. Can you repair the wine vat, or can you make a new one?"
Zhong Ming straightened up, straightened his clothes, and brushed the stains off his buttocks, pretending to be a hermit master. "I'll say it again, I can upgrade a low-grade magic artifact wine vat to a mid-grade magic artifact, so take me to choose a spare wine vat."
Hearing this, the woman's eyes narrowed. "If you dare to lie, I'll pull out your tongue." She knew all too well that crafting a magical artifact was simple, but nurturing it to improve its grade required a long period of gentle care, or a huge difference in skill level. A Qi Refining Master who could craft spiritual treasures could easily upgrade a magical artifact with just a few touches.
"Take me there! What are you talking about? Do you still want that mid-grade magic artifact wine vat?"
Zhong Ming suddenly became arrogant. "Damn it, I'm not even angry yet?" Qi Refining Masters all have tempers, so you have to act like one.
Just as the woman was about to go berserk, she saw Zhong Ming take a step back, his hand already pressed against a wine jar.
The meaning is clear: since you really think I broke the magical wine vat, then if you dare to lay a hand on me, I dare to break another one.
“Come with me, He Guang. You stand here and don’t move.”
"Master~"
"Move a little, and I'll make you finish the wisteria wine today!"
The woman "gently" grabbed Zhong Ming's collar and pulled him deeper into the wine cellar.
After walking for a short while, we arrived at a slightly open area where rows of empty wine jars were stacked up, and the platform next to them was the winemaking area.
"See for yourself." She let go of his hand, wiped herself on her clothes, and looked at the man in front of her with disgust.
"May I ask your Taoist name, senior?"
"Let's talk about it after we finish the work."
Zhong Ming turned his head and saw rows of empty wine jars arranged neatly. If they were the same type as the broken wine jar from before, then they could only be...
He glanced at the row of wine jars on the side, strode forward, and gently stroked the surface of each jar to feel the abundance of spiritual energy within it.
If you ask him if he's confident, the only answer is that he's not very confident.
Up to now, after cultivating for so long, the grade of the Mother and Child Swords doesn't seem to have changed much, nor does the Spring Chill. However, one of them is a protective magic weapon given by an old Taoist priest of unknown grade, which Zhong Ming subconsciously felt must be extraordinary. The other is a magic weapon that failed to be refined, so it's normal that he can't do anything about it.
The only time he successfully upgraded his weapon was during a mining competition with Yue Xingtian, when he successfully upgraded his pickaxe.
He carefully stroked every inch of the area. He didn't understand things like spirit patterns, but he was certain that the higher the level of the magic weapon, the denser the spiritual energy content.
Some magical artifacts may be of low quality because of uneven distribution of spiritual energy, just like a wooden bucket, where the shortest plank determines how high the water level can be.
The method of investigation is not difficult. The essence of the Body Refining Technique is to invade and assimilate the spiritual power in the magic weapon with one's own spiritual power. So, as long as a little spiritual power is injected, the slower the "invasion" is, the more spiritual power there is in this area.
Soon, he found his target and moved a wine jar out of a dusty corner.
Upon seeing the wine jar, the rude and barbaric woman burst into laughter: "I really thought you had some skill, picking the worst one. Your taste is as low as your character."
She casually pulled up a chair, sat down with her legs spread wide, and even considered getting a glass of wine to accompany the comical clown's performance.
"A pearl is covered in dust. It seems your judgment has been poor for quite some time now."
Zhong Ming looked at her defiantly, his lips moving slightly but no sound coming out. Judging from his lip movements, he was saying, "You think I don't have any backing?"
He laboriously moved the wine vat and placed it on a nearby table. He took out a cloth from his storage bag, wiped it clean, and removed the dust.
The polishing bricks were ready. Zhong Ming discovered several spots where the spiritual patterns might be faulty, or the spiritual energy might not have been fully absorbed into those areas during the refining process. In any case, the spiritual energy in those areas was extremely scarce.
It's time to show off the real technology.