Yang Fan is very generous and really dignified.
This is a recognized fact, and Zhuge Xincheng, Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu have long been accustomed to it.
However, now that I saw Yang Fan taking out three pots of imperial spirit wine without blinking an eye, each pot weighed about ten kilograms, my eyes widened.
This is an imperial spirit wine. The total amount of spiritual power contained in even one drop is enough to overwhelm a martial arts master.
Yang Fan actually took out thirty kilograms in one go!
Oh, what a big dog!
When the Sword Emperor gave them the imperial spirit wine, he didn't dare to be so generous. He only gave them three cups at most.
How can it be like Yang Fan, who weighs thirty pounds in one move!
Thirty pounds, how many cups can this pour out
Unconsciously, the three of them stopped fighting for the spirit wine at the same time. Compared with the three big pots that Yang Fanxin took out, the small pot in Zhuge Xincheng's hand, which only contained one kilogram, instantly became less fragrant. Yes, there is no such thing.
Previously, as early as in Jinghua City, Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu heard that Yang Fan had imperial spirit wine in his hands, and even gave a lot of it to Li Miaocai and Ji Sicheng.
It was just that at that time, they were all in seclusion and had no chance to come out and have a few drinks. However, the two stingy men, Li Miaocai and Ji Sicheng, hid all the spiritual wine given to them by Yang Fan as if they were treasures, and they were reluctant to part with it. Take it out and show it to them, and they will become stingy.
Now, seeing Yang Fan taking out 30 kilograms of Imperial Spiritual Wine in such an arrogant manner, which seemed to have been given to them all, Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu felt regretful and regretful that they did not get the Imperial Spiritual Wine last time. The imbalance was instantly smoothed out.
A total of thirty kilograms. If the three of them weigh ten kilograms each, it would be enough for them to drink for many years, right
After all, this was an imperial spirit wine, and even a half-emperor could not drink too much of it at one time.
What's more, for such a precious thing, even if they can drink it all at once, they have to be willing to part with it.
Of course, you should treasure it and drink it slowly, little by little, so that it will be more delicious!
"How embarrassing is this!"
The three of them looked at each other and said they were sorry, but they struck faster than anyone else.
With a flick of the brush, not even a blink of an eye, all the wine bottles placed in front of them disappeared.
What's even more outrageous is that none of them have any intention of taking out the wine flask to drink from each other, and they are all stingy and stingy.
Yang Fan smiled and casually took out a small one-pound wine bottle, poured a glass for each of the three of them, then took three pieces of steaming imperial barbecue and pushed them to three In front of the person.
"Three seniors, please!"
Yang Fan stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, then picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.
Zhuge Xincheng, Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu all became serious at this time. They slowly raised their wine glasses to Yang Fan and drank slowly.
Looking at their gentle and friendly demeanor, it seemed as if it was not them who almost had a fight over a glass of wine, but someone else.
Seeing that the three of them were all quiet, Yang Fan said nothing more. He picked up a piece of imperial steak with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth and took a big bite. Well, it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It was delicious.
A mouthful of meat, a mouthful of wine, comfortable.
The three of them, Zhuge Xincheng, ate meat and sipped wine, feeling the endless spiritual power surging in their bodies. They tasted the lingering scent of the Spiritual Emperor between their mouths and felt happy in their hearts.
After reaching the Half-Emperor realm, they rarely had time to sit quietly at the dinner table and have a serious meal.
In fact, after entering the Emperor Realm, they no longer eat much. Daily spiritual practice is enough to maintain the energy consumption in their bodies. If they have time to eat, they might as well practice more or go more often. How many monsters are you hunting
But now.
Standing quietly in front of the dining table like this, eating the emperor-grade meat cooked by Yang Fan himself, and drinking the emperor-grade spirit wine that Yang Fan got from somewhere, these three half-emperors found themselves at the same time as if they were still ordinary people. That feeling of eating.
Very warm and nostalgic.
"Daddy!"
"Meow~!"
Outside the door, several pet beasts who were responsible for guarding the yard smelled the aroma of meat. At the same time, they peeked into the house and made small sounds from time to time to deliberately remind them.
"Okay, okay, I know you're hungry too, so I won't leave you alone!"
Yang Fan glanced at the yard, and without thinking much, he threw out dozens of pieces of fresh imperial-grade meat out of habit.
When Zhuge Xincheng, Tian Xiuzhu, and Fang Shengyu saw it, the corners of their mouths twitched at the same time. They suddenly felt that their previous quality of life seemed to be inferior to the cats and dogs outside.
What a waste.
Even the rations fed to the pet beasts are royal-grade refined meat, and so much is fed at one time. If it were fed like this to other animal trainers in the human domain of the Federation, they would probably go bankrupt after just one meal.
"Thank you, Master!"
"Thank you daddy!"
Da Hei, Xiao Hua and other monsters thanked them happily, and at the same time lowered their heads and ate quickly. The food was extremely delicious.
At the same time, corresponding system prompts began to sound in Yang Fan's ears:
"You feed the pet Siberian tiger a piece of royal-grade meat. The Siberian tiger's appetite will be greatly satisfied, its trust in you will be greatly improved, its experience in animal taming will be greatly improved, its mental feedback will be +100000, and it will become proficient in animal taming skills. Degree +50."
"You feed the pet Black Lion Dog a piece of imperial-level meat. The Black Lion Dog's appetite will be greatly satisfied, its trust in you will be greatly improved, its experience in taming the beast will be greatly improved, and its energy and blood feedback will be +300000. Magic skill proficiency +50."
"You feed the pet beast Feng Xiu a piece of imperial-grade meat, and the soul-devouring rat's appetite will be greatly satisfied, and its trust in you will be greatly increased..."
“…”
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up slightly, and he didn't care at all about the strange looks Zhuge Xincheng and the other three gave him, and he didn't mean to explain at all.
These outsiders will never understand the joy of feeding their pet animals.
Soon, the glass of wine in front of Yang Fan was completely consumed, and a piece of barbecue weighing three kilograms was completely eaten by him.
Although I don't feel full yet, it's enough.
Yang Fan picked up the paper towel on the table and gently wiped the oil and wine stains on the corners of his mouth, then slowly raised his head to look at Zhuge Xincheng and the others.
At this time, Zhuge Xincheng, Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu had already cleared away all the meat and wine in front of them. They raised their heads and met Yang Fan's gaze.
"The three seniors must have something to talk about, right?" Yang Fan waved his hand, put away all the tableware and wine utensils on the table, and asked the three of them in a low voice: "Now that we have had enough wine and food, the three seniors can talk freely."
Hearing Yang Fan's question, Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu turned to look at Zhuge Xincheng at the same time. Zhuge Xincheng coughed lightly and said:
"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want to say congratulations to Sect Master Yang. Congratulations to Sect Master Yang Fan for finally getting his wish and successfully breaking through and advancing to the Emperor Realm. The breakthrough is the pinnacle. It's really amazing!"
Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu nodded perfunctorily at the side, but their eyes were a little wandering, and they were obviously not very distracted.
It has been a long time since Yang Fan broke through. Even if the three of them were a little shocked at the time, they have already passed that point now.
After all, compared with Yang Fan and his pet beasts fighting twenty-two half-emperor monsters alone, and Yang Fan's live broadcast of killing twenty half-emperor captives afterwards, Yang Fan broke through and was directly promoted to the peak emperor. Realm matters don’t seem so shocking.
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. He knew that these three big guys would be the first to be unable to restrain themselves. Sure enough, what was supposed to come came.
"I already understand what the three seniors mean."
"I have made a promise to several seniors before. When I break through the realm and become an emperor, there should be a way to solve the Tao injury problems of all seniors and help them step into the true emperor realm in one fell swoop!"
"In fact, even if the three seniors don't show up now, the junior will personally invite the three seniors to show up later."
Yang Fan said: "After breaking through and becoming the peak emperor, I also want to try to see if my healing technique can help the three seniors relieve the Tao injury problems in their bodies."
Yes, Yang Fan never gave up.
Even though he had obtained the truth about the Dao injuries in the bodies of these half-emperor warriors from the Thunder Emperor and the Spirit Emperor, Yang Fan still wanted to give it a try.
What if it works
After all, before Yang Fan appeared, there was not even an emperor-level doctor in the Human Federation, let alone a half-emperor or even an emperor-level doctor.
Since Yang Fan was able to break the curse of cross-level healing before, it may not be possible this time.
When Zhuge Xincheng and the other three heard this, a hint of joy appeared on their faces at the same time.
It’s good that Yang Fan hasn’t forgotten.
These half-emperors, who are deeply troubled and restricted by Taoist injuries and have been lingering for decades, have long been eager to break free from this shackles.
Now that they finally saw a glimmer of hope and opportunity, of course they wanted to seize it.
In fact, if it weren't for the wrong timing, they would have wanted to ask Yang Fan to experiment on them as soon as Yang Fan successfully broke through and became emperor in Dai Xing City.
"Actually, we are not in a hurry at all. We have been suffering from this injury for more than fifty years, and we are not short of such a little time."
"Yes, yes, it doesn't matter even if it doesn't succeed. We are all mentally prepared, so little Yang Fan shouldn't have any mental burden."
"In fact, if little friend Yang Fan hadn't treated him in time, Pindao might still be a living dead, unable to even move."
When things came to a close, the semi-emperors Zhuge Xincheng, Tian Xiuzhu and Fang Shengyu became a little nervous.
Perhaps they had some bad premonition in their hearts, so they even tried to persuade Yang Fan.
(End of chapter)