Early in the morning, under the ancient pine tree, the breeze was blowing.
Zhou Yan watched Feng Lingqing leave, feeling a bit reluctant to part with her.
However, with Little Xue’s company and the protection of the Spiritual Lotus Armor, Zhou Yan felt relatively at ease about her safety.
He shifted his gaze to the clear spring in the yard and walked over, where his reflection appeared in the water.
His strikingly handsome features, nearly devilish, with his hair flying in the wind, carried an indescribable air of rebelliousness. His eyebrows sharp as a sword, adding a fierce touch, and his deep and unfathomable eyes seemed to harbor a Soul Giant Sword sleeping within.
His chiseled features gave him a somewhat frosty demeanor, but his tall physique and a hint of a wicked aura made him irresistibly eye-catching.
"Damn, I really do look handsome!"
Zhou Yan couldn’t help but exclaim.
This was the first time he had looked at himself and even he was captivated by his own charm.
"So, I really should thank my brilliant self!"
Absorbed in his admiration, Zhou Yan didn’t even notice his father, Zhou Wangchen, approaching.
Lee Yan Yun, following behind Zhou Wangchen, couldn’t help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.
Her smile was as beautiful as a flower.
"You father and son truly are cut from the same mold!" Lee Yan Yun said with a playful laugh.
It seemed being with Zhou Wangchen had brought more laughter and less complication to her expression, making her seem much cheerier than before to Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan turned his head, sporting a cheeky grin, his eyes unabashedly sweeping over Lee Yan Yun, then he paused, startled, "You, you two couldn’t have, just—"
"What’s so strange about that, only you’re allowed to enjoy yourself?"
Zhou Wangchen remained silent, but Lee Yan Yun already retorted softly, rolling her eyes at Zhou Yan with a flirty pout.
"Sigh, I was just saying, such a beauty, if father didn’t make a move, then I’d have to, after all, you weren’t related to my father before, so there’s nothing to it! Hahaha, poor Aunt Lee, dealing with father’s temperament."
Zhou Yan seemed much happier, teasingly commenting.
"Humph, that’s because you don’t understand him! What’s difficult for him? Once his strength is restored and he drinks, he’s like a beast."
Lee Yan Yun spoke, her cheeks flushing, her voice growing quieter.
"Look, that’s the intelligence of a woman. By the way, Yan’er, how much wine is left? I’m out, give me some! The rings I gave you earlier almost emptied my whole stock."
Zhou Wangchen touched his nose, coughed twice, his old face also slightly red.
"Not much left, I’ve drunk almost all of it. I was planning to ask grandfather for some more before our trip to Ancient Tomb Mountain."
Zhou Yan said somewhat sheepishly.
"Uh... those ten thousand plus jars of wine, gone?" Zhou Wangchen’s still handsome though slightly aged face displayed an extremely vivid expression.
His facial muscles twitched, almost dumbfounded, incredulous, "You, you, you—ten thousand jars of wine, gone in just over three years?"
"Not gone, still seventeen jars left."
Zhou Yan gave a sheepish smile, the wine meant a lot to others, one jar would take nearly a month to digest, but in the Spiritual Lotus Secret Realm, Zhou Yan treated it like drinking water, and drinking it made his times with Feng Lingqing all the more passionate...
Time in the Spiritual Lotus Secret Realm seemed endless, and Zhou Yan could hardly keep track.
Thus, even saying he had finished it, he felt a bit embarrassed.
"You, you, you—you really are a booze hound!"
Zhou Wangchen was speechless.
"Father, the wine is good, but maybe it can be refined a bit further, find some ingredients, I can analyze the formula, and brew some myself."
Zhou Yan casually said.
"...You know how to do Alchemy? Brewing this wine is the essence of Alchemy, similar to crafting Gathering Spirit Liquid, Enlightenment Pond, and such. This wine can enhance the purity of the soul, burning the soul, very effective.
This isn’t ordinary brewing, you can make it?"
Zhou Wangchen looked at Zhou Yan curiously.
"Well, father, actually my true identity is that of a Medicine Sword Practitioner, and other abilities are just extra."
Zhou Wangchen was stunned, looking at Zhou Yan for a long time, as if not recognizing this son of his.
"You got the Ancestor’s inheritance in the Sword Origin Pool, entered the ice and snow land of the Sword Origin Ancestor Land?"
Zhou Wangchen said excitedly.
"Yeah, father, it’s pretty obvious, right? How else could I make such a sensational debut? Besides, with father’s talent, and mother’s invincibility... well, could I really be a loser?"
Zhou Yan said with a teasing smile.
"Good! Good! Really great! Yan’er, listen to your father, after Ancient Tomb Mountain, you should go to the Li Family, let your mother see, also let those who looked down on us see, your mother and I together, it’s not because we’re blind!"
"Father... that... I was actually planning to have them plead for me to return."
Zhou Yan smiled sheepishly, responding immediately.
Zhou Yan hadn’t expected, under his father’s silence, there still lay endless fervor!
And his personality was indeed very wild and unrestrained, just shaped by the harsh epochs into what he was now.
"That’s also good! Anyhow, this resentment, I must avenge! If not for their betrayal back then, wouldn’t my abilities be far greater now?!"
In that moment, Zhou Wangchen’s eyes also emitted an extreme brilliance.