My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife - Chapter 1692

Chapter 1692 – Desert Map

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Noodletown Translated

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Yidao Leng left because of his defeat, he no longer had the face to stay at the Desert Hotel.

Everyone mockingly looked at his back while he left. All the self-cultivators around once admired Yidao Leng, because he was within the top eleven of the supreme genius ranking list.

However now that Qingfeng defeated Yidao, they no longer looked up at him since weaklings did not deserve respect.

Many self-cultivators rushed around Qingfeng with admiration in their eyes.

They knew that whoever could defeat Yidao with one attack must be a super master, with the ability to be amongst the top ten on the supreme genius ranking list, which was the biggest honour one could receive in the southern five kingdoms of the Crimson Fire Continent.

Even the Second Prince didn’t get the opportunity to be amongst the top ten on the supreme genius ranking list.

Second Prince looked at Qingfeng beside him with shock, surprise, and hints of admiration.

He knew that Qingfeng was very powerful, such that he could even defeat the Crown Prince’s guards easily.

However, he now knew that he had underestimated Qingfeng, who was a great master with not only immense physical prowess, but also incredible spirit energy capabilities.

The Second Prince felt lucky to have met Qingfeng, and he felt that with Qingfeng’s help, it will be easy to get the monarch soul fruit.

Qingfeng smiled lightly and said, “Second Prince let’s go inside the hotel and rest.”

Because of Qingfeng’s victory, the Desert Hotel boss arranged ten rooms for Qingfeng’s group, and charged them half the price, which was a great discount.

Qingfeng let Black Puppy, Li Yang, the Second Prince, and the other ten men in black rest in their rooms, while he went elsewhere.

He came to the Hotel reception desk and saw the burly man who was still drinking from an alcohol jug.

Qingfeng walked over and said lightly, “Are you not going to offer me a drink?”

The burly man looked at Qingfeng and said, “There is alcohol there, grab it yourself.”

Without hesitation, Qingfeng grabbed the alcohol jug beside the burly man, opened his mouth and drank. Qingfeng had a great tolerance and soon drank the entire jug, which contained 10 liters.

The alcohol tasted great, with a taste that lingered. After Qingfeng finished, he praised loudly, “Good alcohol, good alcohol.”

The burly man looked at Qingfeng with surprise, he knew that there were precious supreme elixirs inside the alcohol he brewed, along with other herbs, so it was no regular alcohol.

In addition, the alcohol content was high, such that normal self-cultivators would feel dizzy with one cup, and faint with half a liter. If one drank a whole jug, then he or she would have completely blacked out, or even died from it.

However, Qingfeng drank a whole ten liter jug before him, without any side effects. He was definitely a king of alcohol.

After Qingfeng finished, he said, “This alcohol you’ve brewed is amazing! There’s rice wine grass, aromatic flower leaf, and egg fruit.”

The burly man’s face changed when he heard Qingfeng, as shock filled his eyes. This time, Qingfeng’s words truly shocked him.

The burly man had worked in the Desert Hotel for over ten years, and there has been about 8,000 ti 10,000 people who have had a chance to drink this alcohol, and all of them were not able to to identify the contents of it.

But, Qingfeng was able to correctly state all of the contents after he drank a whole jug of alcohol, without any mistake, as if he had brewed it himself.

The burly man looked at Qingfeng and said, “What is your name?”

Qingfeng smiled lightly and said, “I’m Qingfeng, what is your name?”

The burly man thought for a moment and said, “You’re an interesting person, so I’ll tell you, I’m called Zheng Huo.”

Qingfeng smiled lightly and said, “Zheng Huo, good name.”

Qingfeng and Zheng Huo began drinking again with another jug, as both of them had a great tolerance, they drank jug by jug and not sip by sip.

Two people drank one jug after another, to a total of five jugs, which meant that both of them had fifty kilos each. Even with Qingfeng’s great tolerance, he felt dizzy as well.

Qingfeng knew that he was a bit drunk, but his physique was great with the Mortal Purgatory Body. There were golden flame inside his body, which could eradicate the alcohol content.

Even so, Qingfeng still felt dizzy after he drank fifty kilos of alcohol.

Zheng Huo however wasn’t any better off. He was also dizzy as his two eyes filled with stars.

He had put in his full effort when he drank with Qingfeng. Someone with such a great tolerance was rare to come by, and he naturally felt unwilling to be defeated, but was defeated anyways.

Qingfeng activated his internal Mortal Purgatory Body as he unleashed black light that released some of the blood alcohol contents, and his head cleared up a bit.

Qingfeng held Zheng Huo’s shoulder and said, “Brother Zheng Huo, you’re older than me, allow me to call you older brother.”

“Do you have the Crimson Fire Desert map? Could you give me a copy?” asked Qingfeng

Zheng Huo patted his chest and said, “Brother Qingfeng, just for being called brother, big brother will be happy to help you.”

Zheng Huo said, “I have the most concise Crimson Fire Desert map, I’ll give it to you today.”

Zheng Huo moved his mind and took out a wrinkled map from his interspatial ring. It was very antiquated, with rips, stains, and rusts, as if each page contained history itself.

Qingfeng looked at it and noticed that there was at least five hundred years of history on this map, or it wouldn’t have been so old.

He previously hypothesized that this Desert Hotel was unique, but now it seemed that this hotel had an incredible background.

Why else would he have this over five hundred years old map of the Crimson Fire Desert? It was a rare treasure that couldn’t be found in all of the five southern Crimson Fire Continent kingdoms.

Luckily Qingfeng got Zheng Huo drunk, and the two got along well, or else Zheng Huo wouldn’t have taken out the five hundred years old map.

Qingfeng could clearly feel Zheng Huo’s incredible power, of at least ninth level supreme realm, and was nearly in the royal spirit realm.

“Thank you Big Brother Zheng Huo, if I find any treasures inside the desert, I’ve bring one back for you, brother.” Qingfeng thanked him, took the map and left.