The Dominance of the Son-in-Law: My Wealthy and Beautiful Wife

"Yes!!!"

Everyone from the Seventy-two Sects kneeled down in unison at this moment!

Qin Feng scanned the crowd, then nodded in satisfaction.

He did not order the killing of that Deputy Hall Master because killing him would be useless.

He would bet.

Among these ten thousand people, at least ninety percent held the same thoughts as the Deputy Hall Master; one cannot simply kill them all!

He just needed to show his strength, and such individuals would transform into beings willing to die for him!

...

At night.

Zheng Aotian hosted a wine banquet to treat Qin Feng, which was very lively.

Old Drunkard, with his messy hair, approached Qin Feng and laughed, "Brother Qin, I didn't expect you to be more formidable than I imagined. How did I not notice it before!"

Back at the Wealth God Inn in Northwest Yellow Sand City, he knew Qin Feng was no ordinary man.

But he didn't expect him to be this formidable.

The Sect Leaders of the seventy-two sects of Break Mountain Sect, ranging from First-grade to Third Grade in cultivation, were all subdued by Qin Feng with slaps to their faces.

Although Old Drunkard was also a Grade Grandmaster and even more powerful than a typical Third Grade Grandmaster, he knew clearly that he could not control those men.

"Let's not talk about this."

Qin Feng put down his chopsticks and said to Old Drunkard, "Do you still remember our initial agreement?"

"How could I forget!" Old Drunkard spoke while slobbering, "I helped you support Zheng Aotian in establishing Break Mountain Sect, and you helped me brew Medicine King's Spiritual Wine 'Drunk Living and Dreaming Death,' hahaha... It's been so long, how is the wine?"

"Of course, no problem."

Qin Feng said, taking out a case of Drunk Living and Dreaming Death Wine from his Nayu Ring.

This was initially brewed successfully at Dong Haimei's winery following the recipe, and he had taken several jars earlier.

Old Drunkard's eyes fixed on it as if he was seeing a pile of gold, and he reached out to grab it.

But Qin Feng stopped him.

Qin Feng continued looking at him sideways, "But, there was another agreement we had before which you haven't fulfilled, right?"

"The previous agreement?"

"Stop playing dumb. When we were entering the Tamu Desert, you promised me a fragment of the Heavenly Map. I later found out I was tricked by you; the map you gave was the one you drew in the desert, which you had drawn many times before and sold!"

Qin Feng said.

"Cough cough."

Old Drunkard awkwardly laughed, "Well, you can't really say it was a trick! No matter who I sold it to, it's still a map, isn't it?"

"No, you have another map on you!"

Qin Feng was carefully observing his eyes.

He only realized it later.

On the train to the Tamu Desert, when he first met Old Drunkard, the group that wanted to capture him was after another map he had!

Otherwise, if it were the map he sold, they wouldn't need to risk their lives.

Sure enough.

He noticed Old Drunkard's pupils twitch slightly!

"No, no, how could I possibly have another map? You are overthinking it, ha ha, ha ha ha..."

Old Drunkard said, his voice somewhat awkward.

Qin Feng didn't press further, simply opened the wine jar, poured himself a bowl, and said, "Since you didn't keep your word to me, then the agreement about the 'Drunk Living and Dreaming Death Wine' is void. I won't give you the wine, I'll drink it myself."

Speaking.

He himself guzzled down a bowl with a very refreshed look, saying, "This is indeed good wine!!"

Old Drunkard, seeing this, was so anxious he could almost swallow his tongue.

Qin Feng then poured another bowl, this time savoring it slowly, deliberately praising, "Tsk tsk, this taste, probably unique in the world, authentic 'Drunk Living and Dreaming Death!' Full-bodied, long-lasting aftertaste, rich cellar aroma, smooth sweetness, yet elegant and delicate, good wine..."

...

Old Drunkard's eyes were nearly popping out, eagerly watching Qin Feng drink, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

After the third bowl.

Qin Feng inadvertently belched, saying, "I've had enough."

Old Drunkard immediately looked at him excitedly, meaning, give me the rest, give me the rest…

Qin Feng just glanced at him, then seeing Little Dog approaching, he said, "Come here, little dog, open your mouth, the last bowl, I'll give it to you! This is a rare fine wine in the world..."

Talking.

He was about to pour the last bowl into Wang Cai's mouth.

Puchi!

Old Drunkard saw it, feeling like his heart was stabbed, extremely painful.

Such good wine!

Such good wine!

Yet letting a dog drink it, it's simply a sin!

"Wait!"

Old Drunkard couldn't bear it anymore, he blocked Qin Feng with both hands, heartbrokenly said, "Alright! I admit defeat, I'll give you this map..."

"You should have said so earlier."

Qin Feng placed the bowl of wine in front of him.

Old Drunkard, with tears in his eyes, reluctantly handed over the map to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng picked up the map and looked at it.

Indeed.

Just as he imagined, it was a fragment of the "Heavenly Map."

Moreover.

What surprised Qin Feng even more was that the map had two crooked words written on it: "Qinling."

These two words were added by Old Drunkard.

Qinling?!

Could it be that this treasure map depicts a location in Qinling?

No wonder Old Drunkard originally came to Qinling with Zheng Aotian to support the destruction of the Wushang Sect, it turns out it wasn't just for the "Drunk Life and Dream Death" wine, but also for the treasure indicated on this map!

"It's useless, I've been in Qinling for so long, and I've bought many Qinling maps, but I can't find the location mentioned in the fragment."

Old Drunkard saw Qin Feng's surprise and said.

"Let's not worry about that for now."

Qin Feng put away the map.

His primary mission coming to Qinling was to annihilate the Supreme Sect.

Old Drunkard finished speaking, picked up the bowl of fine wine, first intoxicatedly smelled it, then "gulp" drank it down, couldn't help but click his tongue in praise: "Good wine, good wine!! I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I'd again taste such delicious wine, good wine, hahaha!"

He was excitedly laughing.

At this moment.

He smelled another burst of wine aroma.

Looking around.

He suddenly saw Wang Zanggu sitting on the side, holding a jar of wine, pouring it for Xiao Wu, Zheng Aotian, Tan Xiao Monk, and others.

What he was pouring was the Drunk Life and Dream Death wine!!

"How is there another jar?"

Old Drunkard exclaimed with wide eyes.

Qin Feng shrugged and said, "I didn't say I only brought one jar, there are several more."

Talking.

He took out several jars of wine from the Nayu Ring, and let Wang Zanggu, Zheng Aotian go to another table to share with everyone.

Old Drunkard almost swallowed his tongue seeing this.

The wine that was once so hard to obtain for him, now several jars all at once!

"Thank you, Sect Master, but I don't drink alcohol."

A person at another table said to Zheng Aotian, who was serving them wine.

Qin Feng then said to that side: "It's okay, just drink it like water."

Puchi—!

Deep inside, Old Drunkard felt like he was stabbed again.

Such good wine, letting people who don't understand wine drink it, it's simply a heinous waste, heaven can't bear it!

He quickly took a bowl, and said to Qin Feng, "Pour me a bowl too."

Qin Feng smiled at him and said, "No."

"Why?"

Old Drunkard was taken aback.