Chapter 1063, Divine Immortal’s Intoxication

Translator: Silavin

 

“Fire Deacon, take care.”

 

When the Fire Deacon stood up, the surrounding High Rank Elves all paid their respects to him.

 

Some queuing merchants also quietly breathed sighs of relief upon hearing Fire Deacon’s words.

 

After all, this old monster’s standards were terrifyingly high. Moreover, he had continuously shown impatience. Everyone feared accidentally offending him and being ruthlessly humiliated.

 

This old man’s temperament was famously volatile.

 

“Sir Deacon, please wait a moment!”

 

Just as Fire Deacon Lie was shaking his head without interest, somewhat impatiently wishing to depart, suddenly a voice rang out.

 

Hearing this voice, Fiery’s brows furrowed. Those Elves also looked somewhat displeased toward the voice’s source.

 

Who exactly had such audacity to dare call Fire Deacon to stop?!

 

How could the merchants nowadays become so reckless?

 

To the side, Mei Ler’s delicate brows slightly furrowed upon hearing this voice, clearly somewhat surprised.

 

Subsequently, under countless gazes’ observation, Qin Yichen led Little Ling’er forward from the crowd.

 

“Junior, do you know where this is?” Fiery’s expression darkened somewhat as he asked with displeasure.

 

Behind him, several High Rank Elves locked their auras firmly onto Qin Yichen, as if with just one command from Fiery, they would drive out this presumptuous fellow.

 

Merchants to the side could not help but shrink their necks. This annual Merchandise Fair had already continued for who knew how many years. The last time such an offending individual appeared seemed to be over a thousand years ago. It was a merchant from another similar top tier Race. His outcome was rather miserable, and he was ultimately forbidden from ever stepping foot in the Elven Forest again.

 

Regarding this matter, even that top tier Race showed no reaction, clearly accepting this outcome.

 

After a thousand years, unexpectedly someone still dared to be so presumptuous within the Elf Race.

 

“The Elven Forest? I know.” Qin Yichen stepped forward. Facing countless gazes, his expression did not change in the slightest.

 

“Boy, this old man still has matters to attend to. I won’t accompany you wasting time here.” As if unable to discern which Race Qin Yichen came from, yet observing his bearing was truly quite extraordinary, Fiery furrowed his brows before speaking coldly.

 

“This attitude… is the Fire Deacon planning to let him off?”

 

“This brat. Which Race does he come from? This aura… he doesn’t carry even a trace of his own Race’s scent.”

 

“He should be from some top tier Race. Otherwise, how could the Fire Deacon possibly let him off so easily?”

 

Witnessing Fiery’s attitude, many Elves and merchants whispered amongst themselves, speculating about Qin Yichen’s identity.

 

Mei Ler’s gaze toward Qin Yichen held several traces of suspicion and wonder. [Could he truly be from some top tier Race? Could he really know the Elf Race’s Princess!?]

 

Thinking this, Mei Ler’s vermillion lips could not help but bite down secretly. [I had mocked him so thoroughly earlier, would he hold a grudge against me?]

 

Though Mei Ler appeared infinitely glorious on the surface, speaking truthfully, her Charming Fox Race’s status among the Myriad Races was truly somewhat unsightly. If not for their enchanting beauty, which they used to win over many experts, the Charming Fox Race probably would not even have a foothold.

 

If she offended an expert from a top tier Race, it would likely bring catastrophic disaster upon the Charming Fox Race!

 

“Fire Deacon, don’t be in such a hurry.” However, beyond everyone’s expectations, Qin Yichen did not stop there. Instead, showing a tendency to climb further up the pole, he persistently called out to Fiery.

 

“Is he seeking death?”

 

“Doesn’t he know that last time’s presumptuous fellow was also from another top tier Race?”

 

“Making trouble for himself!”

 

Seeing Qin Yichen’s attitude, numerous merchants wished they could stuff their heads into their robes, afraid of being affected by Fiery’s fury.

 

As expected, Qin Yichen’s repeated offenses finally caused Fiery’s expression to completely darken. Even from his body, an extremely subtle fluctuation vaguely locked onto Qin Yichen.

 

“Fire Deacon, I have a fine item here. Would you like to try it?”

 

Qin Yichen flipped his hand and produced a gourd. Then, under Fiery’s almost completely impatient gaze, he removed the stopper.

 

A unique fragrance immediately spread from that not-very-large gourd…

 

“Eh?”

 

Fiery wrinkled his nose and inhaled forcefully. Immediately, his eyes brightened. With a flash, he appeared beside Qin Yichen. Then, under everyone’s astonished and puzzled gazes, practically snatching it, he grabbed toward the gourd in Qin Yichen’s hand.

 

Qin Yichen did not dodge, allowing him to snatch away the gourd.

 

“This fragrance…”

 

After obtaining the gourd, Fiery took a deep sniff. Immediately, his face filled with intoxication and obsession. Following this, he tilted it toward the gourd’s mouth and gulped down a mouthful.

 

The foreign merchants watched this scene dumbstruck.

 

They were all very curious, what exactly was in that gourd that could attract Fiery’s attention?!

 

Everyone had just witnessed Fiery’s fastidious standards. No one expected Qin Yichen could actually bring out something that attracted this Fire Deacon’s attention.

 

Yet the arc at Qin Yichen’s mouth grew quite pronounced.

 

Only the Human Race knew that the Elf Race, or rather, the Elf Race’s upper echelons, had a particular hobby: drinking.

 

For the Elf Race, they lacked almost nothing. Particularly the Elf Race’s upper echelons. The things they pursued were even fewer.

 

What about alcohol?

 

Legend had it that Ancestor Hongjun had brought wine to the Elf Race. From then on, the Elf Race embarked on a path of no return… alcoholism.

 

Of course, due to the Elf Race’s special nature, ordinary wine was to them like drinking water. Yet what Ancestor Hongjun brought was… ‘Divine Immortal’s Intoxication’.

 

Even the Elf Queen could become drunk, hence this wine was called Divine Immortal’s Intoxication.

 

Just like the current Human Race, by rights, they lacked the qualifications to interact with the Elf Race. Yet among the Human Race, even Sacred Lands possessed leaves from the Tree of Life.

 

This actually already demonstrated the Human Race’s special nature.

 

The reason was… alcohol!

 

The Human Race’s wine-brewing methods were renowned throughout the continent.

 

And what Qin Yichen held in his hand was the king of wines… Divine Immortal’s Intoxication.

 

Qin Yichen’s purpose in coming out this time was the Elf Race. Naturally, he had requested quite a bit of Divine Immortal’s Intoxication from the Saints Heavenly Manor Master. The Manor Master naturally did not refuse him. What he gave were all superior quality, aged varieties.

 

Moreover, they were personally brewed by the Manor Master himself.

 

“Magnificent!” Fiery opened his mouth and shouted. A flush appeared on his aged face, and astonished delight burst forth in his eyes.

 

He was a Fire Elf, and moreover loved wine. He had practically gotten to the point of being unable to enjoy anything without wine. Even ordinary Divine Immortal’s Intoxication struggled to satisfy him. Yet this single mouthful of wine gave him a feeling of every pore in his body opening up.

 

This wine was absolutely no ordinary product!