Although the people present knew that Nan Qing was powerful, they did not know his specific level. If they were to drink that glass of wine with stubbornness, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Seeing this, everyone's hearts were raised to their throats and they stared at Nan Qingjue intently.

Even Wei Yong was so shocked that his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

How did he believe that a disabled person actually had the courage to drink wine mixed with his spiritual power?

Although the seventh prince's face did not change his color, his pupils cast an undetectable light, which seemed to be a little surprised by Nan Qingjue's actions.

Looking at the whole audience, it seems that Su Moliang is the only one who is the calmest.

Because she absolutely believed that a mere senior spirit master was definitely not his opponent, and it was estimated that even the unfathomable seventh prince would be difficult to win at the hands of Nan Qingjue.

Although she had never seen Nan Qingjue's true strength, she didn't know why, she was so sure and trusted.

At this time, Nan Qingjue slowly put down his wine glass in the horrified eyes of everyone, his expression as usual, nothing happened, as if he was really just drinking pure wine.

Wei Yong's eyes widened.

Could it be that this lame man is a senior spiritual master like him?

It was not that Wei Yong looked down on him, but that the man in front of him looked in his early twenties. He never believed that in a broken place like the Southern Sui Kingdom, there would be geniuses who were more than advanced spiritual masters.

So, there is only one reason why this cripple is probably on the same level as him.

When Wei Yong thought this way, the others probably had the same ideas.

When Su Moliang saw this, he was very satisfied with Nan Qingjue's style. He curled his lips and said with a smile: "Since I have drunk this glass of wine, the previous grievances have been written off. However, the Seventh Prince and the Chief of the Guard finally came to our Nansui Kingdom for a trip. I can no longer do the friendship of the landlord and give it back."

Hearing this, Nan Qingjue's cold blue eyes suddenly jumped onto a hidden smile.

He knew that Su Moliang was going to start slandering people again.

Sure enough, Su Moliang had already poured a glass of wine, and his fingertips were stirred up, and he was filled with a powerful mental power. Even the seventh prince above was shocked.

Without waiting for Wei Yong to speak, Su Moliang asked the palace maid to walk towards him with a wine glass.

Wei Yong looked at the terrifying mental power and was shocked with horror. His face turned pale, and he didn't dare to take it for a while.

Wei Yong absolutely believed that if he forced himself to drink this glass of wine, he would definitely die suddenly.

Although he is a high-level spiritual master, he is not an alchemist. He does not have a trace of mental power in his body, let alone drinking such fierce mental power. This is simply murder!

This woman is so cruel!

Seeing this, Nan Qingjue smiled deeper on his lips, and his evil icy blue eyes flashed with the glitter of appreciation, which was shiny and particularly charming.

However, at this time, everyone had no intention of appreciating the beauty of Nan Qing, and their eyes were all focused on the glass of wine lingering with their spiritual power.

Su Moliang is an alchemist, and many people in the Southern Sui Kingdom know about it. Seeing her responding in this way, she couldn't help but sigh at her black-heartedness.

It is obvious that it is not worth the death.

Wei Yong was stared at by so many people, and his facial expression became stiff. He stared at the wine glass for a long time without the courage to take it.

Seeing this, Su Moliang chuckled and asked, and he returned his words intact: "What? Does Chief Wei look down on me? Or do you want to give me this face?"

Seeing Su Moliang being aggressive, Wei Yong was as stiff as he was in his throat, so stiff that he didn't know what to do.

However, he must not drink this glass of wine.

Thinking of this, Wei Yong couldn't help but look down at Gong Youyi for help.

At this time, Gong Youyi naturally could not watch the wall. After a glance at Wei Yong, he slowly spoke. His cold voice was faint, which was much more pleading than the indifference just now.

"Ninth Princess, my guards have no intention of rushing, I hope to forgive me. This glass of wine is too strong and he will not be blessed to save it. I also ask the princess to raise her hands and let him go."

Mo Hei's pupils stared at Su Moliang tightly, and his handsome face was as calm as water, but full of sincerity because he called himself me, instead of taking on his prince's airs.

This made Su Moliang feel much more happy.

"Okay, since the Seventh Prince said that, if I force it, it's mine. Let's just forget about this glass of wine."

As he said that, Su Moliang waved his hand and signaled the palace maid to remove it.

Seeing the drinks lingering with mental power leaving his sight, Wei Yong breathed a sigh of relief, obviously scared.

He really didn't expect that the nine princess looked weak, but he didn't expect that he was a good alchemist.

This time, he was really misleading.

Seeing that the stiff anger was relieved, the emperor smiled awkwardly and said, "Haha, misunderstandings are all misunderstandings, just let everyone explain clearly. However, I am curious that the Seventh Prince came to the Southern Sui Kingdom this time and didn't know what happened?"

When the Seventh Prince heard this, he spoke lightly, "I heard that there are two forests in the Southern Sui Kingdom, and I came here for them."

When the emperor heard this, his expression was shocked and his face was shocked: "Forest? Could it be that the Seventh Prince came for the spirit beast or the nucleus?"

The forests of the Southern Sui Kingdom were just ordinary medicinal herbs and spirit beasts, and there was nothing else. The emperor could not think of the purpose of his trip.

Hearing this, the crowd below was talking.

I can't figure out that the resources of Cang Yuan Kingdom are much richer than those of the Southern Sui Kingdom. How could the Seventh Prince come here to find the spirit beast?

Looking at everyone's incredible expressions, Wei Yongsheng was afraid that they would look down on the Seventh Prince, and his eyes were sarcastic, and he snorted unhappily: "My master was just a coincidence not long ago and was fortunate to get a core of an eighth-level spirit beast. How could he look down on the spirit beast here? My master came here this time to find it."

Before Wei Yong finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Seventh Prince's cold voice, his tone was indifferent, but he had full majesty: "Wei Yong, don't be rude."

Wei Yong heard that his master was unhappy and choked in an instant and closed his mouth obediently.

But everyone who heard this was shocked and started to talk in disbelief.

The Eighth-level Spirit Beast’s Crystal!

Oh my God, they heard it wrong!

What is the concept of eighth order?

"The Seventh Prince is really amazing. He can even get the eighth-level beast core!"

"Yes, in our small place, it's rare to take a look at the fifth-level spirit beast. Unexpectedly, they already got the eighth-level beast core.

Listening to everyone's amazement, Su Moliang also took a deep look at the cold Seventh Prince and had an idea in his heart.

Her Golden Lion King was poisoned and seriously injured, and her strength could not be recovered. If she could eat this eighth-level beast core, she could more or less repair the wound.

Thinking of this, Su Moliang raised his brow, his eyes flashed, and he immediately became interested in the Seventh Prince. To be precise, he became interested in the beast core in his hand.

Just when everyone was envious, the Seventh Prince did not show any arrogance. Instead, he said to the emperor with a little modest expression: "Your Majesty, although I did not come for the spirit beast this time, I heard that you, the Southern Sui Kingdom, have a medicinal material called Fire Condensation Grass. It is only a big land and a wealth of materials in the Southern Sui Kingdom. It is actually difficult to find this medicinal material, so I hope the Emperor can help me with my help."

A medicinal material called Fire Condensation Herb?

Are they still short of medicinal materials in Cangyuan Kingdom?

When Su Moliang heard this, his eyes flashed with doubts and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Chapter completed!