Meng Qingshan instinctively compared this woman to his Cousin, Li Qingzhu.
But soon, he cast the thought to the back of his mind.
His Cousin had been the first person he met upon arriving in this world, and she was also the family member he cherished most in this world.
As far as that affection was concerned, no woman in the world could compare.
With that thought, Meng Qingshan stopped looking at her and merely said, "I'm just a rough man. It's no big deal even if I laugh!"
"Young Hero Meng, that's not what I meant!" An Ning'er hurriedly waved her hands in denial. "I just think you're straightforward and forthright, which I find interesting. I didn't mean to slight you in the slightest. In this martial world, people as carefree and uninhibited as you, unburdened by worldly conventions, are truly rare."
There was a hint of sincerity in An Ning'er's words.
Looking into her bright eyes, Meng Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Princess Yun'an, you flatter me. I'm merely a wandering martial artist, accustomed to sleeping rough and living on simple food. Being treated to such a grand feast today has already left me overwhelmed by the honor. How could I care about such things?"
Although An Ning'er had long known that Meng Qingshan was not narrow-minded, his words still reassured her considerably.
She immediately raised her cup to invite him to drink and said with a smile, "Young Hero Meng, you saved Ning'er's life. Calling me Princess Yun'an is far too formal. From now on, just call me Ning'er!"
Meng Qingshan nodded. Understanding that her identity was unusual, he said, "Very well, Miss Ning'er. Then don't keep calling me Young Hero Meng either. Just call me Meng Qingshan!"
With that, Meng Qingshan drained the wine in his cup in one go.
For a time, everyone exchanged cups and toasts, and Meng Qingshan refused none of them.
After three rounds of wine and five courses of food, everyone was somewhat drunk.
Taking advantage of the alcohol, Meng Qingshan immediately rose and left the feast, returning to his room to carefully sort through what he had gained that day.
The greatest gains of the day were undoubtedly the Divine Machine Sleeve Crossbow he had found in the cave and the black jade pendant.
Since obtaining the Divine Machine Sleeve Crossbow, Meng Qingshan had not yet had time to examine it closely.
Now, by the faint light of the candle, he began to study it carefully.
Item: Divine Machine Sleeve Crossbow
Description: This crossbow was said to also be known as the "Hate Heaven Small Crossbow." It was tiny, measuring only half a palm in width. It was a delicate mechanical crossbow ingeniously crafted by the renowned Great Hero of Shenzhou, Xiao Tianfang. Hidden inside were five armor-piercing divine bolts of extraordinary power. Countless martial artists had died beneath it, and its name alone was enough to strike terror into people's hearts.
Effect: When this crossbow was equipped, a unit hit within one hundred paces had a very high chance of dying in a single strike.
Seeing the Attribute Panel of the sleeve crossbow, Meng Qingshan studied it again and was surprised to discover that it was actually a repeating crossbow capable of firing five bolts in succession.
However, the material of the bolts was rather special. They were both small and exquisitely crafted, clearly not something that could be easily reproduced.
Did that mean he would have to retrieve the bolts one by one after every use in the future?
At that thought, Meng Qingshan could not help scratching his head.
He once again recalled the phrase "a very high chance of dying in a single strike" described in the weapon's effect column and wondered inwardly, If I had used this thing against Wang Ruozhi today, wouldn't it have saved me a great deal of fighting and trouble?
Meng Qingshan shook his head and stopped indulging in such useless fantasies.
He then fastened the sleeve crossbow to his wrist and concealed it beneath his sleeve.
He intended to use it in future battles when a clash with an opponent reached a critical moment, catching them off guard and turning it into a powerful killing move in his hands.
Apart from these two treasures, he had also gained quite a lot of cultivation from killing Murong Shaobai and the other men in black that day.
When he opened the Character Panel, he saw that his Cultivation Bar now contained 53,700 points of cultivation.
Previously, almost all the cultivation he had accumulated had been consumed in the cave beneath Dragon Gate Waterfall.
Seeing this, Meng Qingshan could not help feeling secretly delighted. Wang Ruozhi and the others had truly arrived at the perfect time today.
He lay on the bed and closed his eyes. With a thought, he opened the Martial Arts Illustrated Book and focused on browsing the recorded Ling Shu Atlas.
The Ling Shu Atlas was an extraordinary manual containing hidden mysteries. It held a total of twelve Divine Demon Reliefs.
Each one represented a yellow-grade body-refining technique, and its value was self-evident.
At that moment, Meng Qingshan stood at a crossroads of choice, preparing to select one of the twelve Divine Demon Reliefs for cultivation.
After comparing them for a while, he finally made his decision.
He chose one of the twelve Divine Demon Reliefs—the Jun Yu Body Refining Diagram!
Jun Yu was one of the Daoist six deities. His appearance was unique: a human body with a serpent's tail, eight arms and eight legs, a sturdy stone carapace across his chest, and a weapon in each of his eight hands. He stood upon a shadowy sea of clouds, his imposing aura like that of a war god who had emerged from the primordial chaos, inspiring awe at a single glance.
The main reason Meng Qingshan chose this diagram was that this technique cultivated the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian, one of the Foot Three Yang Meridians. He wanted to see whether cultivating this Divine Demon Relief could activate the Yintang Acupoint and unlock the "Spiritual Perception" skill.
At that thought, Meng Qingshan's mind drifted back to the slaughter earlier that day.
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