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Zuo Dao had always been curious about the old man's identity. This sudden question, however, did not pose much of a barrier for Old Master Zhang.
"What's an old man but someone living out his days taking care of his granddaughter? Did you see me asking who you are?" Old Master Zhang looked at him with a hint of disdain, making Zuo Dao feel a bit embarrassed.
Since inviting him for tea, the old man hadn't asked a single question about him, yet here he was, fixating on this one issue. It was indeed a bit inappropriate.
Zuo Dao chuckled awkwardly and decided to brush off the question. Old Master Zhang was also disinterested in dwelling on it and shifted the topic.
"Don't you two have anything better to do this early in the morning?"
"Uh, then I’ll go take a nap," Zuo Dao said as he quickly slipped back into his room, while Old Master Zhang shook his head with a wry smile.
Zhao Yanwu raised her hand to create a barrier. "Grandpa, I feel like he’s really unreliable."
"What do you mean by unreliable? I brought him here for you; what happens next is up to you. Are you expecting me to deliver him to your bed?" The old man’s words were laced with an inappropriate tone.
"You old pervert! Do you believe I won’t pull out all your whiskers?" Zhao Yanwu stomped her foot in mock anger and turned away from her increasingly dubious grandfather.
"Oh dear, did I say something wrong? Don’t underestimate this guy just because he seems ordinary now; you'll understand later. Let me tell you seriously, once this opportunity passes, it won't come again. You have to seize your chances yourself." Seeing his granddaughter's reaction, the old man understood her well. "To be honest, this guy has three Red Beauties by his side; any one of them is no less than you."
Zhao Kuangyi felt helpless regarding his granddaughter but knew there were some things he couldn't clarify.
"Isn't he alone? How could he possibly have three Red Beauties?" Zhao Yanwu found it strange.
"This kid is quite mysterious; he carries a treasure similar to the Cave of Abundance. It can hold many people inside. Otherwise, how could someone with his cultivation level be so bold in the Celestial Realm?"
"Wow, I didn't expect him to be so impressive. Are those three women you mentioned inside that treasure of his?"
"Don't get any wild ideas, you little brat; that guy is not easy to deal with." Zhao Kuangyi felt a headache coming on seeing his granddaughter like this. It was precisely because she was too troublesome that the eldest had sent her to him in the first place. He hadn't expected her true nature to resurface so soon after behaving herself for a while.
Although Zuo Dao had returned to his room, he released a strand of Mind to keep an eye on the grandfather and granddaughter outside. However, they seemed to be discussing matters they didn’t want him to know about. Respecting their privacy, he retracted his Mind and began meditating.
Although it was just a slight fluctuation of the mind, Elder Zhao still discreetly glanced in the direction of Zuo Dao.
"Grandpa, what's wrong? Is that kid eavesdropping?" Despite being subtle, Zhao Yanwu still noticed her grandfather's slight movement. "Hmph, luckily I had the foresight to set up a soundproof array in advance."
Elder Zhao could no longer tolerate it and stepped forward to give her a light smack on the head. "They simply don't want to listen. Do you think your little skills are impressive in their eyes?"
"Wow, Grandpa, you actually hit me!" Zhao Yanwu exclaimed dramatically, covering her head.
Elder Zhao ignored the girl entirely and turned to leave.
"Hmph, old man, just because my skills aren't as high as that brat's, I'll show him that my title as Witch isn't just for show," Zhao Yanwu said with a sly smile before turning back into the house.
This time, Zuo Dao entered a meditative state for quite a long period. It wasn't until three hours later that he finally opened his eyes. However, the gains were immense; there seemed to be some movement in the celestial soul seal within him, and he felt more spirited than ever.
He felt refreshed, which was his current state of mind.
At this moment, it was already noon in the Great Celestial Domain. The old man was once again sitting under the tree at the entrance, sipping tea, while that girl Zhao Yanwu had disappeared off somewhere to play.
"Good day, old man!" Zuo Dao greeted as he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it all in one go.
"Is this how you drink tea?" Elder Zhao shot Zuo Dao an exasperated look. "You're wasting it."
"Who told me to be self-reliant? I've always been out of touch with these refined things!" Zuo Dao chuckled as he sat down across from the old man.
"Since you and I have discussed matters regarding identity, is there any way to resolve it?" Ever since learning he was an unregistered citizen, Zuo Dao had begun considering this issue. Since the elder knew about it, there must be a solution. Such matters are better resolved sooner rather than later.
"There is a way, but it might be a bit challenging," Elder Zhao replied after some thought. "After all, this involves deception; ordinary people wouldn't dare attempt it."
"I know ordinary people wouldn't dare, but are you an ordinary person?" Zuo Dao said with a flattering smile.
"Don't try to butter me up; once you have one thing done, another will follow. I don't want to wear myself out," Elder Zhao said without being swayed by Zuo Dao's flattery.
"Four." Zuo Dao held up four fingers. "Just four, not one more to trouble you, old man."
"Four? Are you trying to work me to death?" Zhao Kuangyi had intended to eliminate this hidden danger posed by Zuo Dao, but he wanted to maximize his own benefits, so he stubbornly refused to relent.
"Four. I'll give you a jar of Elixir of Transcendence." As he spoke, a very ordinary wine jar appeared in Zuo Dao's hand, sealed not with the usual yellow clay but with a kind of blue-green earth.
As soon as the jar appeared, a pure fragrance wafted out, making one feel as if they were atop a cloud-covered mountain, witnessing the great winds of the Nine Provinces.
"Kid, quickly put that away." The moment the aroma spread, the previously indifferent elder jumped up like a startled rabbit, glancing around as if guarding against thieves. "Fortunately that girl isn't here; otherwise, there wouldn't be any for me."
He snatched the wine jar from Zuo Dao's hands and tucked it away.
"You nearly got me killed just now," the old man grumbled, feeling somewhat frustrated. Such fine wine almost slipped through his fingers. For someone like him, a seasoned drinker, that was absolutely unforgivable.
"What else do you have? Bring it all out; don’t hold back. Let this old man see if there's anything that can tempt me." With the wine jar in hand, Zhao Kuangyi regained his previous composure.
Zuo Dao wore a bitter smile; this old man was truly shameless.
"Old man, that's all there is. You know good wine isn't easy to come by. This Elixir of Transcendence was something I stumbled upon."
"Don't try to play tricks on me. The Drunken Immortal Brew you brought out before and this Elixir of Transcendence both came from the same person. Don’t think I’m too old to tell them apart."
"There really isn’t any more. Anyway, you've taken your share of the wine; whether you help me or not is up to you." Since the other party had already taken his benefits, Zuo Dao couldn't just stand by and do nothing for himself.
"Are you threatening me?" The old man shot Zuo Dao a glare.
"Of course not! I wouldn’t dare. But what’s uncertain in the future? Will you help me or not, old man?" Zuo Dao cut straight to the point, wanting an answer from him.
"What do you mean by uncertain in the future?" Zhao Kuangyi was getting angry; this was simply disrespectful. In his heyday, who would dare speak to him like that?
"Fine then, forget it. I just want to know if you'll help me or not."
"I'm sorry, old man, I can't help you."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Well then, goodbye. No, it's goodbye forever." The old man's tone was resolute, and Zuo Dao was equally unyielding as he turned and walked away.
Zhao Elder did not stop him, calmly savoring the tea in his cup.
Zuo Dao paused at the entrance and turned back, casting a shadowy glance at Zhao Kuangyi. "Are you really sure there's wine in that jar?"
With that, he laughed heartily and stepped out the door.
"What!" Upon hearing Zuo Dao's words, a bad thought arose in Zhao Kuangyi's mind. He hurriedly took out the wine jar to check. Indeed, it was the Elixir of Transcendence, and it was still sealed. But wait, why was the seal still so fresh?
He finally realized something was off.
The age of any wine can be discerned from the seal. At first, Zhao Kuangyi had been so entranced by the aroma of the wine that he hadn't paid attention to the seal. It was only after Zuo Dao's comment that he noticed the problem.
In a rush, he broke the seal. As soon as he did, he knew something was wrong.
"You little brat, how dare you trick me! Get back here!" Zhao Elder shouted angrily at Zuo Dao. At that moment, Zhao Yanwu had already appeared in the courtyard, her eyes filled with murderous intent as she glared at him.
"You... actually dared to steal a drink?" Each word was spoken through gritted teeth, as if she harbored deep resentment for his solitary drinking.
"It's not like that; that little brat tricked me," Zhao Elder hurriedly defended himself like a child.
"Hmph! When I arrived, that kid was clearly outside, and you were the one who broke the seal yourself. Don't think I didn't see it." Zhao Yanwu was genuinely angry; it wasn't that Zhao Elder couldn't drink wine, but he always needed someone by his side when he did.
Fortunately for her, she had suddenly decided to go home for a visit and had seen her grandfather breaking the seal from afar. How could she not be furious?
"Then you must have heard our words, that brat," Zhao Elder suddenly stopped halfway, realizing something as he looked at Zhao Yanwu's expression.
"You little brat, if I don't skin you alive, I won't share the same surname with you. How dare you set me up!"
Zhao Yanwu's face clearly showed disbelief; he hadn't heard the conversation between him and Zuo Dao earlier. It was evident that Zuo Dao had been scheming from the start; otherwise, he wouldn't have waited until Zhao Yanwu appeared to reveal himself.
"Don't tell me that brat set up a Restriction right under your nose, and not just me, but you didn't notice either," Zhao Yanwu stared at Zhao Kuangyi.
"This..." Zhao Elder was completely speechless. How embarrassing! It turned out he was the unlucky one.
Thinking of this, a different kind of wail escaped him.
"You little brat, come back here! I promise you!"
Zuo Dao, who had not gone far, heard Zhao Kuangyi's voice and revealed a triumphant smile.
"Miss Zhao, you've misunderstood! Zhao Elder really didn't steal any wine."
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