novel bin Chapter 263 Intelligence
Chapter 263 Intelligence
Mengxuan is truly different from everyone else!
At first, he carefully picked up the wine glass and took a small sip.
In an instant, the unique taste of sweet and sour intertwined, stimulating the taste buds, was like a lively little elf, instantly capturing his curious heart.
Then, as if under a spell, he picked up the glass without hesitation and gulped down the wine in one go.
In that instant, it was as if a raging fire suddenly rushed into his body, like a powerful atomic bomb being dropped into an oil-filled ocean.
With a deafening roar, the frenzied intoxication exploded in his mind like a giant mushroom cloud bursting open, rapidly spreading throughout his brain with overwhelming force.
It should be noted that although Mengxuanjun had long since joined Wuheyi Village, he rarely had the opportunity to drink alcohol, so his body's resistance to alcohol was shockingly low.
Sure enough, in the short instant after he finished drinking that glass of wine, he could clearly feel the intense dizziness coming over him like a tidal wave, and even his consciousness began to become blurred. He was about to completely black out!
Seeing this, Wu Heyi, who was standing to the side, was both annoyed and amused.
Actually, he had kindly advised Mengxuanjun not to drink so much before, but the guy completely ignored the advice. Now he's in such a sorry state, which is his own fault!
At this moment, Mengxuanjun felt the world in front of him begin to shake, and even Wuheyi's figure became unpredictable.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Heyi miraculously split into two figures, one on the left and one on the right.
He pointed groggily at the two people in front of him and shouted:
"Hey bro! When did you learn such an amazing new soul skill? You can even create clones!"
That's so unfair! You kept such a great skill from me!
When we get back to the village, you'd better teach me properly!
Just as she finished speaking, Mengxuanjun seemed to have all her strength drained away, and she fell straight forward.
With a muffled thud, his cheek made intimate contact with the somewhat worn wooden countertop of the tavern.
Immediately afterwards, a steady and loud snoring sound echoed throughout the tavern.
Wu Heyi, who witnessed this scene, was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile, his face showing a look of being both amused and exasperated.
"Hahahaha..." He laughed so hard he almost cried.
He thought to himself, "This guy is really outrageous!"
I have never seen anyone who can hold their liquor so poorly! He only drank a small glass and immediately passed out.
If this were in the past, with his limited alcohol tolerance, he probably could only sit with the children!
After laughing his fill, Wu Heyi shook his head and ignored Meng Xuanjun, who was fast asleep on the table.
He raised his hand and gently tapped the countertop, making a crisp sound.
As he tapped the table, the bartender, who had been trembling under the table, cautiously poked half his head out.
Those eyes darted around like a startled rabbit, nervously observing its surroundings, seemingly trying to confirm whether the fierce conflict had ended.
You should know that this battle involves a six-ring Soul Emperor whose strength is astonishing!
For the people living in this slum, a being like the Soul Emperor was simply as unattainable as a god.
With just a few casual moves, they could raze the entire slum to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, the bartender was naturally terrified, fearing that he might inadvertently anger that terrifying big shot.
However, just as the bartender was nervously preparing to pull his head back, Wu Heyi's slightly mocking voice suddenly rang out without warning:
"Stop hiding, come out now!"
These sudden words were like a thunderclap, startling the bartender so much that he trembled and quickly ducked his head back under the table.
After a long while, the man cautiously poked his head out, his eyes darting around. After seeing the situation before him, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, the wine glass in front of Wu Heyi was more than half empty, clearly indicating that he had drunk quite a bit of wine.
"My...my lord, please have mercy and don't kill me!"
The bartender's voice trembled as he spoke, and he carefully pulled out all the money he had just received, along with all the profits the shop had earned that day, and placed it in front of Wu Heyi.
Upon seeing this, Wu Heyi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a calm smile.
He gently reached out and pushed the money back to the bartender, saying calmly:
"Don't panic. These are just normal expenses. Just accept them. I don't need this little bit of money."
Despite hearing Wu Heyi's words, the bartender remained as apprehensive as a frightened bird, not daring to make a move, only nodding repeatedly with a fawning and awkward smile on his face.
Wu Heyi shook his head helplessly, knowing that it would be difficult to change this person's mind in a short period of time.
But the matter still needed to be done, so he cleared his throat and said:
"I'll ask you a few questions, and then I'll leave on my own and won't bother you anymore."
As he spoke, his gaze fell upon the bartender.
Upon hearing this, the bartender trembled slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded slightly in agreement.
However, at that moment, he suddenly turned his head and secretly glanced at Meng Xuanjun, who was lying on the table, completely drunk and unconscious.
Seeing the bartender's little trick, Wu Heyi couldn't help but chuckle, then teased, "Haha, don't worry about him, youth is great, he can fall asleep right away!"
Wu Heyi wore what he thought was a very humorous smile, but to the bartender, that smile was as terrifying as a demon, making the bartender tremble even more.
"Ask away, ask away, I will answer everything I know!" the bartender replied in a trembling voice, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
Seeing this, Wu Heyi was secretly delighted, but on the surface he remained calm and asked directly:
"My brother and I are from out of town. When we first arrived here, we saw that the city was so large that we came in to take a look. However, we know nothing about this place and don't know what it's called."
As he spoke, Wu Heyi deliberately mixed truth with falsehood, with seven parts being factual and the other three parts being fabricated, in an attempt to mislead the bartender.
Wu Heyi gently swirled the wine glass in his hand, the liquid inside shimmering and reflecting a mesmerizing light.
Then, without hesitation, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, swallowing the last drop of wine.
Only then did the bartender speak hesitantly, his voice so weak it seemed as if a gust of wind would carry it away:
“You…you are currently in the Sun Empire, and this is the most remote slum of the empire.”
After saying this, the bartender carefully observed Wu Heyi's expression, afraid that he might have said something wrong and offended him.
Upon hearing this answer, Wu Heyi nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood.
Then, he posed a question that sent chills down the bartender's spine: "So, how powerful is your king?"
The bartender never expected that Wu Heyi would ask the king so directly. This sudden question terrified him. He felt his legs go weak and he could no longer support his body weight. He fell to his knees with a thud.
"Sir, sir, please have mercy and stop toying with this lowly person!"
The bartender was deathly pale, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, his face filled with terror.
His lips trembled as he stammered, begging for mercy:
"His Majesty the King's strength is unfathomable; he is an existence as awe-inspiring as a towering mountain. How could a nobody like me be qualified to make any wild guesses about him!"
"Hehe!" Wu Heyi's lips curled slightly upward, revealing a faint yet mysterious smile, and he said softly:
"I didn't expect you to be able to give me a precise answer, just a rough estimate will do!"
However, despite Wu Heyi's amiable demeanor, the bartender remained silent, trembling in place, unable to utter a single word.
Seeing this, Wu Heyi shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself that this little bartender was really a coward.
Since we can't get any useful information out of him, we'll have to find another way.
Before Wu Heyi could ask anything else, the bartender suddenly spoke.
"As far as I know, His Majesty the King successfully passed the certification between heaven and earth three years ago, and his cultivation has reached the remarkable Soul Emperor realm."
Since then, so many years have passed, and no similar good news has been heard since.
In my opinion, the king's current cultivation level is probably still at the Soul Emperor level!
Just then, Wu Heyi suddenly extended an index finger, staring sharply at the bartender, and slowly asked:
"Alright, one last question! When people here undergo Martial Soul Awakening, what specific locations do they usually go to?"
Faced with this unexpected question, the bartender was taken aback at first, then fell silent...
Before long, Wu Heyi helped Meng Xuanjun, who was already drunk and unconscious, stagger out of the small tavern.