Chapter 161 – The eight grand masters
Otherworldly Evil Monarch
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Jun Mo Xie smiled as if he wasnât at fault and then waved his hands to gesture his two men to bring forth the jars of wine they were carrying. The eyes of everyone present immediately shifted to the jars as the two men set them on the table.
âWhatâs this? Only two jars?â the prince was somewhat disappointed.
âYou think these two jars are insufficient?â Jun Mo Xie batted his eyelids: âThese jars are worth eleven thousand taels of silver each, which makes their combined worth twenty two thousand taels of silver.â
Old Song grunted: âIâve never heard of a wine which costs eleven thousand! The price of this is over hundred times of what a wine should normally cost, so this itself is an eye-opener for me.â It was rather obvious that Old Song was being sarcastic.
âA man with limited knowledge and experience always thinks big of himself! You havenât seen every nook and corner of this world yet.â Jun Mo Xie replied back bluntly: âWhat are you waiting for? Hurry up; I need to go back early tonight.â
Iâve really never seen a blend of wine which is worthy of being this expensive!
The arrogance of the youngster obviously angered the three men. The man in black sized up the jar: âThe wine looks fairly normal to me; I donât think itâs that special.â
âYou really wonât be able to tell the quality of the wine, and which one is better unless youâve tasted them first!â Jun Mo Xie replied coldly.
The three guests sat down on their chairs. The two judges had already made up their minds; if the two wines are similar, or even if this youngsterâs wine is slightly better, weâll still vote for Old Song! Just look at this kid, heâs way too arrogant!
One small jar of wine for over ten thousand taels of silver? No one can afford this! This wine could empty the state treasury!
âOh? I didnât realize that there was a little girl present here!â Jun Mo Xie looked at Yang Mo: âYouâre very pretty! Youâll certainly turn into a very beautiful woman once you grow up! He he....â
[Mo Yang is the name of the princeâs son.]
âIâm a man! Iâm a big man!â Little Mo Yang retorted furiously as he let go of his fatherâs clothes and clenched his fists tightly, while his big and round eyes glared sharply at Jun Mo Xie.
âReally? I donât think so.... You even sound like a girl.â Jun Mo Xie shook his head as he tilted his head to glare back at the boy: âMaybe you should peek down your pants and confirm it.â
Jun Mo Xie was obviously joking around; young boys donât have coarse voices!
âIâm a man!â the little boy tightly clutched his waistband as his face started to flush with the embarrassing thought of removing his pants to affirm his manhood.
âMaybe youâre a man.....â Jun Mo Xie smiled evilly: âBut you still look like a young female version of him.â He said pointing towards the prince.
âI am a man!â the little guy shouted back in a sharp voice: âAnd thatâs because heâs my father!â
âHa ha......â everyone broke into laughter at the same time. Jun Mo Xie rubbed his hair: âWell good, I wonât say that again, so letâs just believe that youâre a man, okay?â
âWell, well....â The little guy didnât understand Jun Mo Xieâs words properly, but came closer to him and whispered in his ear: âIf you donât believe me... then Iâll remove my pants and show you.â
Jun Mo Xie was left dumbstruck and....... beaten!
Even though the boy whispered this into Jun Mo Xieâs ears, everyone obviously heard it. The men present in the shop were all experts, and their senses were extremely sharp; even if the boy had whispered this in an even softer tone, they would have all still heard it very clearly. Everyone obviously burst into laughter once again, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly eased down.
Jun Mo Xie secretly smiled..... the hitman was experienced enough to understand that it is better to have a contest in a harmonious environment since it helps in maintaining order.
This kid is definitely going to be somebody someday!
Realizing that the kid had a lot of fire within, Jun Mo Xie decided to leave the kid alone..... for his own good.
Old Song went into the back room, and returned carrying two jars in his hands. The thick cover of dust on the jars made it evident that these jars had been in storage for a long time now.
âSince youâve only brought two jars of wine, I must also produce only two; for the sake of fairness.â Old Song was very proud of these two jars of wine. He had travelled across mountain and rivers to procure the materials for this wine during the prime years of his life, and had fermented this wine with all his skill.
âThis wine is twenty-eight years old. I crossed snow-cladded mountains, glaciers, rivers, lakes, forests..... I spent five years travelling around the world to find the right materials for this wine during the prime of my years.â Old Songâs face reflected a hint of sadness: âThese two jars contain the last remaining samples of my finest creation.â
His words incited a strong interest in the hearts of the Solitary Falcon and the prince.
âYou travelled the world for five years to find the right ingredients for making a wine.....â the Solitary Falcon shook his head: âThat sounds a little far-fetched to me! But that itself makes this wine worthy of greatness!â
âWorthy? He he......â Old Song smiled in a strange manner, seemingly a bit hurt: âThis wine is the best wine that Iâve ever made.... The best in the world!â
âWell.... The quality of the wine is secondary, but your sheer dedication is worthy of praise.â Jun Mo Xie applauded: âHowever, dedication isnât synonymous with success. The quality of the wine isnât decided by the effort that goes into making it.â
The three men immediately glared at Jun Mo Xie; it was obvious that his words had offended them again. Dedication isnât synonymous with success? Okay, maybe this wine isnât the best in the world, but what is he trying to imply here? Does he mean that the referees may be biased?
The Solitary Falcon looked at Jun Mo Xie coldly. The youngster he had taken a liking to earlier, was now turning to someone really annoying. Heâs singing a completely different tune now, and it seems that heâs also questioned my ability to judge? He couldnât help asking in a cold manner: âYoung man, what do you mean.... Dedication isnât important? Off all the success stories from the past, can you recall even one where the person managed to achieve something great without persistence?â
âDedication is important, but it all depends of the value of that dedication.... And whether the goal is worthy of it or not!â Jun Mo Xie stated fearlessly: âDedication paves the way for success, and should always be admired, but if youâre dedicated to a lost cause, then youâre no more than a fool!â
âAnd yes, all the successful people in the world have always had one thing in common, persistence! Once they identified a goal, they never back off, and worked very hard to build something great, which is why their stories serve as an example to us all. For example, Tian Xiangâs founding Emperor, Yang Kai Tian, worked his Xuan Qi to the peak, everyone knows about that! So youâre right about that! But there are several other masters at the peak, but they never made it to the top like the Emperor did!â
âThe masters of this world? What do you know about them?â the Solitary Falcon started taking interest in Jun Mo Xieâs words once again.
âThe world only believes in the eight grand masters. The first ranked master is untouchable, Yun Bie Chen. People say that he walks with level nine Xuan beasts by his side. It is said that he reached the peak of Spirit Xuan several years ago! They say that heâs capable of turning the entire world upside down on his own!â
âYes,â the Solitary Falcon nodded slowly. His Royal Highness and Old Song had also heard about this manâs name, and knew what he was capable of. Yun Bie Chen was practically a legend! An immortal legend!
âThe Second isnât as strong, but is still a legend in his own merit, Li Jue Tian! People say that heâs indifferent to everything, and only acts according to his own fancies.... But his Xuan Qi is already at the peak of the world, and I believe that no one can question that fact!â
âThe third should be Blizzard Silver Cityâs overlord, Han Feng Xue.â The moment Jun Mo Xie mention his name, a wave of emotion rippled across the Solitary Falconâs face.
âThe fourth is Mo Wen Tian!â Jun Mo Xieâs eyes were constantly scanning everyoneâs reactions secretly: âThis master is said to belong to the Tian Xiang Empire.â
âFifth, would be the cold-blooded Li Wu Bei.â
âThe sixth is the imperial teacher of the Shen Ci Empire. It is said that heâs a mortal enemy of Mo Wen Tianâs, and that they would do anything to kill the other! This person is also rumored to be inside the Tian Xiang City at the moment!â Jun Mo Xie smiled coldly.
âThe seventh grand master choses to live in seclusion perennially, Meng Hong Chen.â
âAs for the eighth, huh ...... â Jun Mo Xie smiled calmly: âThatâs difficult to conclude.â
âWhatâs so difficult to conclude?â the Solitary Falcon raised his eyebrows, and coldly looked at Jun Mo Xie: âItâs nothing more than a name. Is it really that difficult to say it?â
âThe Eighth position is tied in the eyes of the world between two people.â Jun Mo Xie smiled in a mysterious manner: âThe Savanaâs Solitary Falcon and Kuang Fengâs Feng Juan Yun are both considered to be rank eight. It is said that they tried to sort this out by the means of a battle almost half-a-lifetime ago, but their battle bore no result! Therefore, the eighth spot is shared by the two of them!â
âWhat difference does it make if there was a winner or not? That Feng Juan Yun doesnât deserve his reputation! Heâs nothing in front of the Solitary Falcon!â the Solitary Falcon snorted.
âIâve also heard the same before. Iâve heard that the Solitary Falcon often goes off to snow covered mountain peaks alone in order to improve his martial skills; in fact, it is said that he trains with hundreds and thousands of bald eagles! If this rumor is true, then the Solitary Falcon is sure to be a tough man!â Jun Mo Xie said this with a look of worship on his face: âIf such is the case, then the Solitary Falcon is definitely superior to Feng Juan Yun!â
The Solitary Falcon couldnât help feeling a sense of greatness: âI didnât think that a young man like you would actually know so much about the eight grand masters of the world.... I guess youâre more knowledgeable than I imagined.â
Old Song and the prince simply didnât get it: Everyone knows about this... thereâs nothing great about this! This doesnât exactly qualify as some great knowledge.....