Does seal script possess great power? My poetry is invincible!

Chapter 129 Encountering an Acquaintance

The intimate tone made Qiu Jun's gaze sharpen, and then he smiled warmly and said, "Yes, Junior Brother Wang, you don't need to be so polite with me."

Wang Yan smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "Then this disciple will go and take a look!"

He cupped his hands in greeting to Chen Jiage and the others, and after they returned the greeting with smiles, he ran alone to the other side of the courtyard.

A chuckle came from behind Chen Jiage: "Junior Brother Wang is still quite the boy at heart; he seems very happy!"

"He's not even fifteen yet. He's been staying in the sect for so long, he's been itching to get out of there." There was a hint of doting in Dulong's tone. "He usually acts very composed in front of the peak master. I thought he was like Di Nan, but I didn't expect him to be so energetic and playful."

Chen Jiage readily agreed: "Junior Brother Di Nan is naturally calm, but I think Junior Brother Wang Erhuo's liveliness is also quite good."

Wang Yan raised an eyebrow. "I'm putting on an act for you guys!"

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The spacious main house in the east courtyard was very clean; we would stay here for the next five days.

There are side rooms on the east and west sides, which were originally prepared for the sect leader's guards.

It occupies a large area, and each of the side rooms is larger than the second-floor room that the Divine Script Temple assigned to him for temporary accommodation.

Compared to the waterside pavilion where Qiu Jun entertained his guests, everything here was decorated in a noble and understated gold, much more refined than the control room in the Divine Inscription Hall.

On the right side of the main house, there is a stone table and wet mud specifically for writing the character "神" (god).

Wang Yan examined the furnishings with great interest.

"In a world imbued with mystical energy, aided by the divine words 'fine' and 'skill,' the craftsmanship of things here is indeed more refined and exquisite than that of modern times!"

"Anything here, whether in terms of craftsmanship or quality, is more magnificent and luxurious than the Treasure Pavilion in the Forbidden City in my previous life, or many antiques in the Xi'an Museum."

As a PhD in ancient culture, Wang Yan had seen many top-notch imperial treasures in modern times under the guidance of leading professors in the field. However, seeing these handicrafts displayed in the sect leader's villa was still quite shocking. He felt that they were beautiful and his eyes had been opened.

After checking all the rooms, it was already 45 minutes later.

Wang Yan sat in the main hall, used for receiving guests, his hands resting on the carved lion-shaped chair, enjoying the tranquility and elegance of the place.

Even the faint sounds of servants moving about and asking for instructions coming from outside the courtyard went unnoticed.

Until after half a cup of tea.

Wang Yan walked out of the east courtyard with a satisfied expression.

Standing in front of the hanging flower gate, Wang Yan stopped and took a step back in surprise.

Qingning.

Take another step forward and cross the hanging flower gate.

A faint, ethereal tea fragrance permeated the main courtyard.

"As expected, there are isolation formations in each courtyard. It seems I can learn about formations in the future."

He then walked steadily back to the first reception hall.

Du Long was still sitting in the main seat, chatting with Qiu Jun, Chen Jiage, and others. When he saw Du Long arrive, he smiled and his gaze sharpened: "So, do you like it here?"

"The only thing missing is the tea that Senior Brother Qiu was talking about earlier!" Wang Yan said with a grin, clasping his hands in a fist salute. "This disciple just checked, but there's no tea in that room."

Qiu Jun's gaze sharpened unexpectedly, and he asked with a smile, "Junior Brother Wang, do you also enjoy drinking tea?"

Wang Yan replied, half-jokingly, "My family was poor when I was a child, so I never had the chance to drink it. After joining the inner sect, I drank the Awakening Tea from Renyi Peak, and it tasted different from the tea here. Each has its own style, and both are delicious!"

"If there are any other teas, or similar ones, please prepare several kinds. I'd like to try them one by one. Senior Brother Qiu, I can pay with Xuanjing (mystic crystals) or points."

The gazes of the guests from Team C2 immediately shifted from slight disdain to surprise.

Qiu Jun was also surprised: "You want to buy tea with Xuanjing? Haha... Junior Brother Wang, why would you need to pay with Xuanjing when you're here with your senior brother? This is your first time here, so consider it a gift from your senior brother!"

"No, no, no, you can't give a gift as a greeting gift." Dulong looked at Wang Yan approvingly, then shook his head: "You don't earn money easily here, and he did earn some points from doing missions recently! If he wants to buy something, just arrange it for him. Erhuo, you said it yourself, you'd buy it with points or Xuanjing!"

"Sure, I'll pay in cash." Wang Yan nodded quickly, stepped forward, walked to the coffee table between Du Long and Qiu Jun, and with a flick of his wrist, produced two hundred low-grade Xuanjing crystals, piled up like a small mountain: "This should be enough to buy a pack of good tea!"

In this secular place, the fine tea served to Du Long, an ordinary cultivator from Fire Refining Peak, was, according to Wang Yan's rough estimate, worth at most five low-grade Xuan Crystals per cup.

If the level were higher, the second-level spiritual sprouts of the sect wouldn't desperately try to advance to the inner sect; they'd be better off as inspectors of the mortal world's outposts.

Qiu Jun's eyes immediately showed a hint of surprise: "You're only buying tea?"

"Yes, I'll only buy tea!" Wang Yan said decisively.

Dulong glanced at Xuanjing, who always served tea, with surprise: "You only prepared this little bit?"

Seeing Qiu Jun's reaction and surprised look, Du Long said, "You don't know, this kid has a lot of points!"

Wang Yan looked completely innocent: "This was what I exchanged before I went to Mangshe Mountain, I thought it would be enough. Of course, later, Junior Uncle Jin from Shenwen Peak cooperated with me a few times and gave me some Xuanjing. If it's not enough, I'll take more!"

Wang Yan phrased the last sentence rather subtly.

Dulong's eye twitched slightly, his gaze a little strange: "You and Xiao Jin seem to have a pretty good relationship!"

Wang Yan smiled brightly: "A friendship forged in life and death is indeed very good."

Du Long glanced at Qiu Jun, who was listening in a daze, with a hint of jealousy: "He wants to mix all the tea, so you arrange it for him! Drinking spiritual essence is better than eating random things!"

Qiu Jun looked at Wang Yan strangely, thought for a moment, and then reached out to collect all the Xuanjing on the table: "Alright, since Uncle Du has agreed, then I, your senior brother, will shamelessly accept the money and help you buy some good tea."

Wang Yan immediately smiled and bowed, "Thank you, Senior Brother Qiu!"

He sat at the end of the group of Team C2 members.

Du Long then asked him, "I just spoke with your Senior Brother Qiu. Tomorrow I'll take you around the city, and in five days we'll attend the literary banquet together. Your Senior Brother Chen and the others have to return to their sect to report, so they won't be attending."

"Okay!" Wang Yan agreed without surprise.

Afterwards, Chen Jiage chatted with them for about half a cup of tea's time before getting up to say goodbye, along with Qiu Jun.

Wang Yan personally escorted them to the door, watching their figures disappear into the lush bamboo grove before turning back to the main house.

Seeing Du Long leaning casually against the coffee table with his elbows propped up, he asked, "Uncle-Master Du, does Senior Brother Chen recognize you?"

Dulong lazily admitted, "He just recognizes me, and he probably guessed who you are. But he's tight-lipped, so he probably won't say anything."

Wang Yan grinned mischievously.

"I am not strong and my status is not high, so it doesn't matter if people know. But you, who are clearly from Shenwen Peak, insist on pretending to be from Huolian Peak. Aren't you afraid of being looked down upon and neglected by several elders and protectors?"