Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Xiong Fei brought Feng Runan here and walked in without any hesitation.    

A maid came out to welcome Xiong Fei the moment she saw him.    

"Give us a good room." Xiong Fei took out a piece of fifth-grade black stone from his bosom and handed it over, saying indifferently.    

Receiving the black stone, the maidservant was very happy. She brought Xiong Fei and Feng Runan upstairs and arrived at an elegant pavilion.    

Feng Runan had long been dazzled by it. The women here were all dressed beautifully, causing Feng Runan, who had never experienced it before, to tremble in his heart.    

Feng Runan was already no longer worried about his own safety, and he was already certain that Xiong Fei was a good person.    

Although Xiong Wugou's appearance was coarse and wild, he was a very good person. Not only did he bring him to Profound City, he even took the initiative to treat him.    

The expenses here were not cheap. The fifth-grade black stone tip he gave just now was a number that many True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator could not earn even if they worked hard for a month.    

The two of them sat down. Xiong Fei poured a cup of wine for Feng Runan and patted his chest as he said, "I can be considered a figure in this area. I'll treat you to this meal. Feel free to eat."    

"It's rare for us to come to the Spring Pavilion, so we should have some fun. We, the Martial Cultivator, risked our lives to earn black stones. Besides cultivating, shouldn't we play?"    

"Who knows when we will encounter danger and lose our lives? When that time comes, everything will be gone. Why do we need so many blackstones?"    

"Come, eat, drink, play!"    

Xiong Wuyuan raised his wine glass. Feng Ruonan touched it and drank happily.    

"Big brother, this place should be very expensive, right?" Feng Runan asked in a low voice.    

He had heard of this place from the elders of his family, and had also heard of this place from other Martial Cultivator.    

The elders of his family had warned them not to come to such a place. They had said that they would lose their will to play, and that it would cause their will to be depressed.    

Moreover, the cost of spending in this kind of place was extremely expensive. It was not something that an ordinary Martial Cultivator could afford.    

If the Feng Clan had not declined, with his status, he could afford it no matter how expensive it was.    

However, the Feng Clan had declined. They did not even have the resources to cultivate the Martial Cultivator. All the Martial Cultivator were being thrifty, so how could they waste the black stones so easily?    

"Don't worry, what I spend is the black stones that I have wasted. I have plenty of black stones, I just need to use them to my heart's content!" Xiong Wuyuan patted his chest, and didn't care in the slightest.    

When he heard Xiong Fei's words, Feng Runan instantly relaxed.    

Although his Dimensional Ring carried a large amount of black stones and pill, these black stones and pill were prepared for his martial arts cultivation, so he could not casually spend them.    

He had the idea of living frugally in his heart, but after a group of beautiful women entered, they instantly vanished like smoke.    

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Feng Ruonan did not know how long he had eaten this meal. He only knew how to drink, eat, and play. He had never been so straightforward. There was everything he wanted here. As long as he spoke, the boss of the Spring Pavilion would deliver it to him.    

In addition, there was a group of beautiful women fawning on him from the side, which made him even more erratic. Therefore, he had long forgotten about the idea of conserving black stones. He took out black stones from his interspatial Dimensional Ring and tipped them one by one.    

In the end, because he drank too much, Feng Runan collapsed on the bed drunk.    

"Lord!" Seeing Feng Runan unconscious, a ferocious looking Martial Cultivator walked to Xiong Wuwang's side and bowed.    

"Watch him closely. He is our rich man!" Xiong Wuwang looked indifferently at Feng Runan on the bed and ordered.    

He added something in the wine to ensure that Feng Runan would sleep like a dead pig.