Looking at Yang Ling, who was smiling but not quite smiling in the distance, Meryl gritted her teeth with hatred. Thinking of him watching her fall with his arms crossed made her furious, and she refused to give up like this.

  After rolling her eyes a few times, she quickly thought of a revenge plan. This time, she must use all her skills to confuse Yang Ling and then heartlessly abandon him.

  To gain and then lose is one of the most painful things in life!

  It's like a poor guy who suddenly wins 5 million and is over the moon. But after he gets used to living large, if you were to take it all away from him overnight and turn him back into a poor migrant worker, he'd be miserable.

  Since mastering the Dark Allure, Meriel herself didn't know how many men she had captivated. Some for her sake spent their entire fortune and became penniless overnight. Others abandoned their ancestral lands to pursue her heart, with a single mind to travel with her.

  Meryl was unwilling to accept that her charm had no effect on Yang Ling. She believed that one day, Yang Ling would also fall under her spell like other men and wait for her ruthless abandonment.

  Merrill secretly calculated how to retaliate, Stov thought hard and tried every means to hold the beauty; while Yang Ling leaned against the bar silently, carefully pondering Merrill's background and intentions.

  "Boss, this is the latest cocktail I've mixed up. How's the taste?" After patting his forehead, John suddenly remembered Yang Ling's instructions from a while ago and took out a pale green cocktail from the top shelf of the wine cabinet.

  Taking the pale green cocktail, Yang Ling lightly smelled it, fragrant and mellow. The taste was indeed different from others. However, just as he was about to pour a cup to try the taste, Stoff walked over quickly from not far away.

  "Yang Ling brothers, wait! I'll buy this wine!"

  After smelling the strong wine aroma, Stoff's heart moved. As they say, a precious sword is given to a hero, and fine wine is sent to a beauty, so using a bottle of high-end wine would be most appropriate.

  Looking at Stoff sticking to Merille like a fly, Yang Ling knew the intention of his buying wine without even thinking about it. Remembering how he had asked for an astronomical price in the castle before, he was moved and said: "Lord, I'm very sorry, this wine is not for sale, no matter how much money you offer."

  No matter how much money?

  Stove was taken aback. He glanced at Merileis behind him, gritted his teeth and said: "Yang Ling brother, consider this a favor I owe you. Give me this wine, name any price!"

  Fat Choy, super big Fat Choy delivered right to your door!

  When Stoff said that, Yang Ling pretended to shake his head, but he was delighted in his heart. "Lord, this is a heavenly wine made from the finest ingredients. It's brewed with thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi mushroom and dragon fruit by the golden-haired ape spirits. Only one drop is produced every year, and it takes a hundred years to fill just one bottle. Not only can it regenerate flesh and bones, but legend has it that drinking it will also grant eternal youth. Can such a wine be measured with crystal coins?"

  A hundred years have passed and there is still a bottle of heavenly monkey wine?

  As Yang Ling spoke, the crowd listened with their eyes wide and mouths agape. Especially John the bartender, who almost fell to the floor in shock. He couldn't believe it at all. A ordinary bottle of cocktail, but when it came out of Yang Ling's mouth, it became a rare and precious wine that only appeared once in a hundred years.

  Accidentally turned into a monkey?

  So Yang Ling said that he himself became a golden-haired gibbon with spiritual power?

  John shook his head with a bitter smile, taking a few deep breaths. He had long heard that Yang Ling was a summoner, possessing an army of terrifying magical beasts, with abilities so profound they were unfathomable. Now it seemed, the extent of his powers was still unknown, but one thing was certain - he was absolutely unparalleled in bragging!

  A master is always a master, even when bragging, they are different from others!

  When Yang Ling Hu made up a story, his face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat fast, and he even had a hint of a sincere smile. John couldn't help but admire him, realizing that in this lifetime, he wouldn't be able to flatter as well as Yang Ling Hu did.

  John shook his head with a bitter smile, while Stoff was like a statue, unable to come back to himself for half a day.

  Shocking, unexpected, it's really too shocking, too unexpected!

  He could never have imagined that a simple bottle of wine would have such a big origin. Looking at Yang Ling's smiling face, although he knew it was a bit off, he couldn't refute it for the time being. After all, the other party had already declared in advance that this wine is not for sale, and now he was the one asking for help.

  Spilt water is hard to gather, and it's hard to get off a tiger's back!

  Look at the mercenaries watching the excitement, and then look at the beautiful Meriel not far away. Stov, who had boasted, could only continue with a stiff upper lip. It didn't matter if he lost face in front of the mercenaries, but if he did so in front of a beauty, all his previous efforts would be wasted. Gnashing his teeth, he continued with a stiff upper lip: "Yang Ling brothers, same words, let me have this wine, name any price you want!"

  Although he had never heard of the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and the ten-thousand-year-old lingzhi, nor the hundred-year-old monkey wine, Stoff understood what Yang Ling meant. It was just a matter of wanting more crystal coins. To please the beauty, he decided to splurge, and at worst, he could think of ways to get them back from Yang Ling later.

  "Lord, this wine is not for sale, this... it's really putting me in a difficult position!" Yang Ling shook his head, pretending to be torn, "In order to get this bottle of once-in-a-century Monkey Wine, I lost over a hundred elite warriors. Not to mention anything else, just the compensation for their families is already an astronomical figure, sigh..."

  "Hmph, name your price!" Stoff was so angry that he was grinding his teeth, and he would have liked to strangle Yang Ling to death. But in front of the beauty, he had to maintain the so-called noble demeanor, suppressing the fire in his belly as he secretly calculated how much family property was left.

  ******

  To save time, I rushed to Weisen Town this time, and didn't bring many crystal coins or supplies. However, a few thousand purple crystal coins should be enough, at the very least buying a bottle of wine shouldn't be a problem.

  "Alas, since you're so insistent, Lord, I'll have to give in!" Yang Ling reluctantly sniffed the intoxicating aroma of the wine and continued, "I'll give it to you for half price, 1 million Purple Crystal Coins, not a single coin less!"

  One million amethyst coins?

  When Yang Ling said this, everyone instantly petrified, and even Meryl, who was coldly watching the commotion, was no exception. As for John, the bartender who knew everything, he almost had a heart attack, leaning on the table and gasping for air.

  John almost had a heart attack, and Stov was not much better off, his eyes were black as coal, and he couldn't come back to his senses for half the day. Originally, he thought Yang Ling would ask for at most a few thousand purple crystal coins, but unexpectedly this guy actually asked for an astronomical price. For just one bottle of wine, he actually asked for 10 million purple crystal coins, and that was still half price!

  It's getting more and more interesting!

  Looking at Yang Ling's shameless words, Meryl couldn't help but think of his mentor's evaluation of him again, feeling both angry and hateful towards this seemingly lazy guy. At the same time, he became more curious about his background. After all, facing a lord with powerful troops, someone who dared to make outrageous demands was not just an ordinary noble.

  Yī bǐ lì sī, yào bù, gān cuì bǎ tā gěi…

  Under the fierce fire, Stov's eyes flashed with cold light, ready to order his guards to take down Yang Ling. But after taking a deep breath, he thought of the mysterious and powerful family behind Yang Ling, then thought of his terrifying demon beast army and fierce guard team, and had to give up.

  Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down and prepare to get through this difficult period. He would wait for the arrival of reinforcements before settling accounts with that guy Yang Ling. Looking at Yang Ling's smiling face, looking at the mercenaries pointing and whispering around him, and then glancing back at the mysterious black-clothed beauty who seemed to be gazing at him with a hint of affection, he secretly calculated his own assets.

  If he were in the Imperial Capital, he would have a hundred ways to raise 100,000 Purple Crystal Coins; but in this isolated and helpless small town, let alone 100,000, even 50,000 is not a small sum, putting up all the military expenses for buying grain would still not be enough, unless.

  Looking at the almost transparent soul ring on his right index finger, Stoff's heart moved, but he subconsciously shook his head.

  This ancestral soul ring is a treasured family heirloom that not only defends against terrifying spiritual attacks, but also contains a huge secret. If Father finds out that I pawned this precious soul ring for the sake of a woman, he'll probably kick me out of the house immediately.

  It seems like we need to add more fuel to the fire!

  Yang Ling's heart moved as he looked at the hesitant Stov and then at the lovely Merileis beside him, and he thought of a plan to retreat in order to advance.

  "Hmm, fragrant! Indeed, it's really fragrant. No wonder it can grow muscles and bones, keep youth forever, and is a rare monkey wine that only appears once in a hundred years!" Yang Ling deliberately spoke loudly to himself, patted his buttocks and stood up, "Lord Master, if you're not interested, then I'll take my leave first!"

  As expected, as soon as the words fell, Merileis let out a "hmm" of surprise. She wasn't interested in anything that had to do with flesh and blood, but eternal youth was a fatal temptation. Although she knew Yang Ling was exaggerating, she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

  Having successfully caught the attention of the beauty in black, Yang Ling understood that he was one step closer to success. He deliberately strolled slowly past Stov's side, pretending to sniff the intoxicating aroma of wine as he walked.

  Looking at the wine bottle within arm's reach, Stoff couldn't help but want to grab it and then punch down Yang Ling, that despicable guy. But thinking of his background and strength, he could only suppress this tempting thought.

  Looking back at the excited Meryl, and then looking at Yang Ling who was passing by, Stov had a sudden brainwave and went all out, "Brother Yang Ling, this is our Vis family's ancestral Soul Ring, it can defend against spiritual attacks, absolutely worth 100,000 Purple Crystal Coins, take it!"

  After shoving the ring onto Yang Ling's hand, Stov didn't show any courtesy and snatched away the so-called "monkey wine" that could supposedly grant eternal youth after drinking it. In his heart, he secretly vowed that after thoroughly eliminating the Ross people's influence in a while, he would turn back to deal with this Yang Ling who was ignorant of the heights of heaven and the thickness of earth, making him spit out the ring that temporarily existed in his hand along with interest.