Cheng Xiaofan had never heard of reclusive affluent families before. Judging from Bai Yiling's tone and her melancholic expression, it seemed that Long Xingyun and his companions were extremely powerful.
Cheng Xiaofan had never fought with masters before.
He had only encountered the so-called masters in movies and online novels, and knew they were beings that could appear and disappear without a trace, even capable of ascending to the heavens and diving into the earth.
Bai Yiling had said that Long Xingyun could sever trees from several yards away with his internal force. People with such abilities seemed to exist only in online novels.
However, he thought to himself, he was also no ordinary person!
After all, he was a descendant of Shennong!
With this thought, Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but clench his fist.
He felt both three parts nervous and seven parts expectant for the following afternoon.
He recalled how, in his dreams, he had transformed into a golden dragon and destroyed a large expanse of forest on the back of the mountain. That was indeed an astonishing feat!
If he could possess even half of that power in reality, he would undoubtedly be defying the heavens!
The problem was, in real life, Cheng Xiaofan didn't know any martial arts!
When Long Xingyun and the others arrived tomorrow afternoon, he couldn't have Po Tianying and Tao Qibao fight for him again, could he?
With this thought, Cheng Xiaofan immediately entered the Shennong Space and sat cross-legged on the ground, cultivating the dragon power within him.
As Cheng Xiaofan circulated the spiritual energy from his dantian throughout his body, he seemed to enter his sea of consciousness.
After circulating the spiritual energy through a minor and then a major celestial cycle, a golden light flashed on his body. He transformed into a golden dragon in his sea of consciousness and soared into the sky. Accompanied by roars that could split clouds and shatter rocks, lightning crackled in the sky, dark clouds gathered, and in an instant, a storm descended.
BOOM!
A bolt of massive thunder struck!
It exploded right beside Cheng Xiaofan.
Balls of fire flew towards him.
Cheng Xiaofan opened his mouth and swallowed all the fireballs into his belly.
Immediately after, streams of electricity flickered across his body.
Another thunderbolt struck.
Cheng Xiaofan, like a streak of lightning, met it head-on, spread his dragon claws, seized the lightning, and absorbed it directly into his body.
"ROAR—"
With a pained cry, he retreated from his sea of consciousness and collapsed on the ground in the space, passing out.
At this moment, his entire body was covered in flashing blue electric arcs, like a spiderweb, tightly enveloping him.
The spiritual energy in the space gathered into wisps of mist, covering his body.
It wasn't until the early hours of the next morning that Cheng Xiaofan finally woke up.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself outside the space.
He was standing on the balcony of the bamboo pavilion.
Hoo!
He let out a long sigh of turbid air.
His entire being, from the inside out, from his bones to his skin, seemed to have undergone a complete transformation once more.
As the sky revealed a hint of dawn, a stream of purple energy flew in from the east.
With a single breath, Cheng Xiaofan swallowed the purple energy into his abdomen.
Purple energy from the east, auspicious clouds forming.
Gazing at the streak of dawn in the eastern sky, which soon turned into colorful auspicious clouds, a sun-like confident smile appeared on Cheng Xiaofan's face.
What reclusive affluent families!
Hmph!
I will crush them with my own luck!
Cheng Xiaofan turned and entered the house.
A rich aroma of wine suddenly wafted to his nose.
It smelled so good!
Were the ancient texts describing golden elixirs and jade liquor referring to this wine?
Just a single whiff of its aroma was exhilarating, making one feel intoxicated.
Cheng Xiaofan hurried into the bedroom. The moment he lifted the quilt, he was completely enveloped by the overwhelmingly rich aroma of wine.
He opened the lid, and he almost got drunk.
In just a day and a night, this wine had completely matured.
The rice and happy fruits had been consumed, floating on the surface of the wine.
The wine was clear, with a light rose color, extremely beautiful.
He picked up a spoon, dipped it into the wine basin, scooped a little wine, and tasted it.
A fragrance, indescribable as mellow or pure, concentrated into a unique aroma that made one want to laugh heartily, overwhelming his taste buds and permeating his lungs.
It then slid across his tongue and moistened his throat.
He felt utterly blissful!
With fine wine in hand, the heart is free from worldly troubles.
Gulp!
Cheng Xiaofan swallowed the wine from the spoon in one go.
The wine entered his stomach, creating a sensation akin to fire and water, causing the dragon power within him to circulate throughout his entire body.
This premium happy wine, at a price of less than one hundred million per jin, wouldn't even be worth it!
No, one hundred million was nothing. It would be too wasteful for foreigners to drink.
This wine was meant to be reserved for his family, wasn't that wonderful?
Money, what was it?
Family was the most precious.
Of course, sometimes, out of respect for money, he might sell some to foreigners.
However, before selling to foreigners, he would dilute it with a little water.
Even diluted, it would still be unparalleled nectar in this world!
With this thought, Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but smile to himself.
He flicked his own forehead.
Your thinking process is too jumpy!
To reward you, here's another flick!
Cheng Xiaofan spent the entire morning in the bamboo pavilion, not going anywhere.
At noon, he caught a fairy fish from the space and made a pot of fish broth. He fished out the fish pieces and fed them to Tao Qibao and Po Tianying.
He only used the broth to cook a large bowl of noodles, mixed with cilantro, and ate it.
With a full stomach, he would be ready to face the visitors.
Before one o'clock in the afternoon, clouds gathered in the sky, obscuring the scorching sun, and the entire back mountain darkened.
However, the air carried a sense of oppressive heat.
This heat made some animals appear restless.
Occasionally, a wolf howl echoed from the depths of the mountains, along with the barking of dogs from the village.
These were the signs of an impending storm.
Distant rumblings of thunder could be heard from the horizon.
Dragonflies gathered in swarms, flying aimlessly close to the ground.
Not long after, Bai Yiling arrived at the back mountain at breakneck speed on her motorcycle.
"Xiaofan,"
She came up to the pavilion, pushing back the wind-blown strands of hair from her forehead, and said, "You were right, the weather has changed, it looks like it's going to rain heavily!"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled, "The thunderstorm will arrive in ten minutes!"
"That accurate?" Bai Yiling said, sounding somewhat disbelieving.
Cheng Xiaofan replied with full confidence, "Of course!"
"It smells so good!"
At this moment, Bai Yiling caught the intoxicating aroma of wine.
Cheng Xiaofan immediately went into the bedroom and poured a large cup of happy wine for Bai Yiling, placing it in front of her. "This is the happy wine I brewed. Have a taste!"
"Ah, it's wonderful!"
Bai Yiling took a small sip and immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Xiaofan, is this the kind of wine your winery will be producing?"
"Yes, it's this kind of wine!"
Cheng Xiaofan replied.
"Chirp!"
"Woof woof!"
At this moment, an eagle and a dog, drawn by the aroma, came over.
...
CRACKLE!
As Long Xingyun and his group of five cars rounded a bend from Jinbao Town, heading towards Zhuxi Village, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, nearly flipping their vehicles.
Immediately!
A strong wind began to blow!
The rain poured down like a deluge!