Unexpectedly, a sword devil who had a ruined reputation would also side with a disputant who was in the wrong. Ning Fan had only experienced this feeling before from Old Devil. Today, he felt it again from Yun Tianjue.
Seeing Ning Fan in one piece, Yun Tianjue indifferently turned around. When he was about to leave, Ning Fan called him.
He was confident that he would be able to obtain a lot of dragon blood. However, if he wanted to maximize the medicinal power of the dragon blood, he would need one thing to brew the blood into wine.
“Senior, can I borrow your Bloody Gourd?”
When Ning Fan uttered those words, he was stunned for a second.
What happened to him? How dare he make a request to the notorious sword devil?
He had a very strange feeling. He rarely asked others for help and he would definitely not ask for anything from anyone. But when he spoke those words, he felt natural like it ought to be that way.
But after he blurted out those words, he shook his head and bitterly smiled, feeling regretful for the slip of his tongue.
Didn’t he see Yun Jinghong who asked for the Bloody Gourd from the sword devil being beaten like a poor dog?
Yun Tianjue stopped. His face darkened. He hated it the most when someone asked him for something.
But when he noticed Ning Fan’s expression, his eyes slowly eased. He then understood what Ning Fan was up to after pondering for a while.
“You want to brew some blood wine?”
“No. It’s just a slip of my tongue. I certainly won’t dare to have any thoughts on Senior’s Bloody Gourd.” Ning Fan shook his head. Well, he did not think the sword devil would lend anything to anyone. It was already rare that he did not seize another’s posessions.
Yun Tianjue frowned. He was an unsociable man and would never speak more than three sentences in a conversation with anyone, much less having a drink with anyone on the same table.
He would slice up anyone who makes a request to him or ask him for something with his sword.
However, despite his cold attitude, he had some favorability towards Ning Fan.
This young chap was rather to his liking.
If that’s not the case, he would definitely not drink with Ning Fan, let alone bring him to the Dragon Determining Valley from afar and help him obtain the dragon blood even though he was openly violating the orders of the Rain Sovereign.
He was not a kind man. He had never trained a junior himself. Ning Fan was the first one.
“Take it!”
Yun Tianjue casually tossed a blood-red gourd to Ning Fan and vanished amidst the wind and snow. He only left a cold and indifferent sentence.
“It will take ten years to brew blood wine. Once you finish using this gourd, you must return it to me!”
“Er…” Ning Fan was at a loss.
The sword devil who is rumored to be unfeeling and merciless is actually so open?
He held the gourd in his hand and gently shook it. There was still quite a lot of blood wine within the gourd. It was probably equivalent to seven mouthfuls.
“There is still some wine inside…” Ning Fan opened his mouth and asked. However, he was interrupted by an impatient voice before he could finish his words.
“It’s yours!”
In the deeper part of the snowy field where darkness prevailed, Yun Tianjue said with impatience.
“You better not disgrace me when you enter the Blood Dragon Pool tomorrow!”
“Yes.”
Ning Fan cupped his fists towards the source of the voice. His eyes were filled with gratitude.
Yun Tianjue’s reputation might have been ruined, but was Ning Fan’s reputation any better? There were always errors and mistakes in judging a person according to the rumors.
With this Bloody Gourd, I can brew some blood wine with the dragon blood. I wonder if I can break through to the Void Refinement Realm in one go ten years later…