Chapter 752 - 431: The Fifth Layer!_2

"Let’s see how lucky we get."

Chen Xuan said softly.

Breakthrough... he can break through with a hammer!

But he’s really interested in this Library Pavilion, wondering how it’s different from those outside.

Can it really make cultivation progress so quickly?

And judging by Yan Hong’s attitude, a breakthrough seems almost guaranteed.

If that’s really the case, then it’s a bit frightening.

"Don’t try to be humble with me."

Yan Hong pouted, his talent was higher than his own, and he was already considered a Half-Step Dao Realm.

In his view, Chen Xuan would definitely make a breakthrough this time.

"Come on, we’re at your place and not even a cup of tea, that’s too much."

Chen Xuan deliberately changed the subject.

"Uh—"

Yan Hong became instantly embarrassed, "Pardon me, usually only Xiaohuang is here, and the others in green robes are out patrolling."

"These things are usually handled by Xiaohuang, and besides, I don’t know where the Spirit Tea is kept, we’ll wait for him to come back."

He, besides cultivation and women, was clueless about other things.

You could say he’s a bit useless with daily life matters, to be honest.

Of course, given his strength, he neither needs nor has to do such things.

"Then I’ll just browse around your place."

"Sure, feel free."

Yan Hong leaned back on the chair, feet propped on the table, swaying and humming a little tune off-key.

Chen Xuan got up, looking around.

The first floor was just a small hall, a table, a few chairs, nothing special.

On the second floor, Chen Xuan saw a row of bookshelves.

Just one row.

"Didn’t expect this rugged guy Yan Hong to enjoy reading."

Chen Xuan was quite surprised.

Then he walked over to the bookshelf, scanning it with his eyes, and soon stopped at an old, yellowing book.

He pulled it out and glanced at it.

"Just as I thought!"

Chen Xuan thought to himself, the reason he picked this book was because it gave him an ancient feeling.

And the characters on it... Ancient Text.

Just as he was about to open it and have a look, Yan Hong’s voice came from below.

"Brother Murong, the food and wine are ready, come down for a drink."

His voice was so loud it made the wooden floor beneath Chen Xuan’s feet tremble a bit.

He placed the book in his arms and went down.

Seeing the table full of dishes and several jars of wine, "I took one of your books."

"Take whatever you want, I don’t even read them, just for show, come have a drink."

"These are all from Cuihua Tower, if it weren’t for your visit, I wouldn’t part with them."

Yan Hong visibly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

In the Imperial City, Cuihua Tower is famous, not just for the taste, but also for being expensive.

A small table like this, with about ten dishes, would cost at least ten thousand taels.

As for the wine... if it’s high quality, the price would double.

"Brother Yan went all out this time."

Chen Xuan sat down slowly, smiling.

And Xiaohuang immediately set the bowls and poured wine for the two of them.

Then stood to the side.

"This is for you."

Chen Xuan took out a porcelain bottle from his chest and tossed it to him.

Xiaohuang quickly caught it with both hands, eyes filled with surprise, immediately bowing to Chen Xuan, "Thank you, Lord Murong."

For someone like Murong Chuan to give a gift, it must be top-grade pills, how could he not be thrilled?

Seeing this, Yan Hong was pleased too, since Xiaohuang was his man, it also brought him some face.

"Let’s drink!"

Yan Hong raised his bowl and said.

"Alright!"

"Clink!"

A crisp sound echoed in the hall.

The two of them drank it in one go.

"Refreshing!"

Yan Hong shouted loudly, "It’s still the best to drink from a big bowl."

"How is it?"

"Strong enough! Spicy enough! Exciting!"

After a bowl, Chen Xuan also felt quite invigorated, the wine was indeed good.

No wonder it’s the Imperial City, not at all comparable to the Molan Mansion.

"Hahaha... indeed, this jar of wine costs a full ten thousand taels."

Even as he spoke, his heart ached a little.

Meanwhile, Xiaohuang had already refilled their bowls as they talked.

"He’s good!"

Chen Xuan said.

"Of course, do you think my judgment would be wrong? Otherwise, why else would I keep him here while others are sent out to patrol?"

Yan Hong was quite proud.

Though Xiaohuang’s Martial Dao talent was average, he was meticulous and clever.

That was enough.

For anything else, Yan Hong was there to handle it.

"Thank you for the praise, Lord Murong."

Xiaohuang smiled and bowed slightly to him.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly, then the two continued drinking.

After three jars of wine, Chen Xuan and Yan Hong drank until late at night, both feeling slightly tipsy.

"Today, you shouldn’t go back, just stay here and make do for the night, we’ll head to headquarters together tomorrow."

Yan Hong’s face was red, leaning completely on the chair.

"Okay, then I’ll read on the second floor."

"Suit yourself!"

With that, Yan Hong closed his eyes.

Chen Xuan also got up and headed towards the second floor, and just as he reached midway, he heard Yan Hong snoring.

Glancing around, he saw Xiaohuang covering him with a red blanket.

"What a considerate fellow."

He muttered to himself, then continued up to the second floor.

He pulled a chair over to the window, just about to take out the book from his chest when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

Looking up, he saw Xiaohuang coming up holding an oil lamp.

"Lord Murong wants to read, so I brought you an oil lamp."

"Thanks."

Chen Xuan said with a smile.

Now he understood why Yan Hong valued him so much, even without directions, he could think of these things, truly meticulous.

A person like this is easy to have around.

After placing the oil lamp down, Xiaohuang nodded slightly to Chen Xuan, then walked back down the stairs.