Chapter 8: Eight Hundred Years? Really? Is That True?

The speaker did not look any younger than Lu Jin, and his physique did not look bad either.

A vertical scar ran across one eye, which was very conspicuous.

The man as a whole looked somewhat fierce.

The speaker was none other than Lv Ci, the head of the Lü Family, one of the Four Great Families.

"Brother Lv, Old Fang is getting on in years, so it's normal that he doesn't want to move around."

The one speaking was Wang Ai, the head of the Wang Family, who looked smiling but always gave off a sinister feeling.

"Old dog, nobody invited me, so why should I go out?"

Fang Dongtian did not show any weakness and glared right back.

Lv Ci did not seem to mind Fang Dongtian's form of address; he twitched the corner of his mouth but did not continue to speak.

"It has been a long time since you seniors have seen each other, and besides, it is the old master Lu's birthday celebration, so why go this far?"

The speaker was about forty years old, wore a pair of glasses, and looked very capable.

However, there were already white hairs on his head.

"Chairman Feng, don't worry about them; they won't fight. They've had a relationship for decades, so it's normal for them to curse at each other."

Lu Jin waved his hand.

"That's right, saying decades is an understatement; it's been eighty or ninety years."

Wang Ai leaned on his cane and said with a smile.

The teenage boy standing behind him stared with wide eyes and did not make a sound.

One could see a hint of violence in his brows and eyes.

"But after so long, it's Old Lu's big birthday, and who knows how many more years he has left? I wonder what gift you brought, Old Fang?"

Wang Ai changed the subject.

"I knew you fat man weren't holding back anything good."

Fang Dongtian did not mind hearing this; he retorted and then looked at Lin Xuan.

The others' gazes also turned toward Lin Xuan, who had just walked in.

"Yo, where did you pick up this young man? Such presence!"

Lv Ci was taken aback, looking somewhat surprised, and he straightened his originally lazy sitting posture.

"Little Xuan!"

Fang Dongtian called out, and Lin Xuan nodded. With a flick of his loose robe, a bottle flew lightly to Lu Jin's side and landed steadily on the table.

That move was not bad at all.

The layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the technique.

Everyone present was an old antique, so their judgment was naturally quite good.

"No, you're just giving this?"

Looking at the yellow liquid in the cheap bottle, Wang Ai stared with wide eyes, somewhat surprised.

He was truly surprised.

This was going to create enmity.

Originally, it was just meant to be a bit of verbal satisfaction.

"Oh my, it's enough that you've arrived; why bring any gifts?"

Lu Jin waved his hand, interrupting Wang Ai's words.

"Heh, you've never seen good things. The bottle is a bit poor—it's just a bottle left over from some liquor I bought twenty-some years ago—but, well, it's Ginseng aged two hundred years soaked for over a decade; this liquor should be presentable."

Fang Dongtian said with a light chuckle.

Once these words were spoken, the entire hall quieted down a bit.

"Two-hundred-year-old Ginseng, soaked in liquor?"

Lu Jin stared with wide eyes.

"A waste of Heaven and Earth Treasures!"

Lu Jin muttered.

This could already be considered a Heaven and Earth Treasure.

If it could be used as medicine through the proper methods to cultivate young people, its value would be immeasurable.

Wang Ai, Lv Ci, and even Feng Zhenghao were stunned.

No one doubted its authenticity; given Fang Dongtian's status, if he said it, it absolutely could not be fake.

This gift was indeed precious.

"As expected of the Quanzhen lineage that has been passed down for a thousand years; it is truly admirable."

Feng Zhenghao sighed, looking very shocked.

"Chairman Feng is too polite. Old Lu, what kind of waste is this? It's average, just average."

Fang Dongtian felt very happy, as if he were showing off in front of his peers.

Perhaps this is what happens the older one gets—the more one acts like an old urchin?

"Two hundred years old, soaked for over a decade... what do you want me to say? I accept the gift, and I will remember this friendship."

Lu Jin said, beckoning with his hand.

Seeing this, Lu Lin stepped forward, picked up the bottle, and walked out.

"There's also this, Grandfather!"

Seeing this, Lu Linglong glanced at Wang Ai, stepped forward, and handed the box she was holding in her arms to Lu Jin.

"That was the gift from Master, this is the gift from Senior Brother."

Lu Linglong said, turning her head to glance at Lin Xuan.

Lu Jin was taken aback, casting a glance at Fang Dongtian.

Fang Dongtian, however, appeared completely composed.

This posture actually made Lu Jin curious.

This time, Lv Ci and Wang Ai remained silent, but the curiosity in their eyes could not be concealed.

Feng Zhenghao's gaze fell upon Lin Xuan; Lin Xuan sensed his stare and looked toward Feng Zhenghao.

Feng Zhenghao smiled in acknowledgment, and Lin Xuan returned the smile.

Lu Jin took the box from Lu Linglong's hands, having actually already judged what was inside.

It was medicine again.

Smelling the scent, it seemed to be Ginseng as well.

Had this Baiyun Guan started wholesaling Ginseng?

"Eight hundred years!"

Lu Linglong whispered mysteriously.

Although she spoke softly, everyone present possessed profound cultivation; how could they not hear it?

"What?"

Lu Jin's hand, poised to open the box, paused; he hadn't understood.

"An eight-hundred-year vintage."

Lu Linglong added.

Then, the sound of people gasping in the hall arose.

This couldn't be possible, could it?

Don't listen to talk of hundred-year or thousand-year medicinal herbs; in reality, things that live for one or two hundred years are already the cream of the crop.

As for those reaching five hundred years, it was estimated that one might not even appear once every few decades or a century.

This was eight hundred years?

Lu Jin's expression was grave as he raised his hand to open the box.

Subsequently, a medicinal fragrance drifted out, filling the entire hall.

Everyone sensed the effect brought by this medicine; it was simply outrageous.

Lu Jin examined the Ginseng in the box in his hands, his expression growing increasingly grave, and then he slammed the box shut.

The gazes of everyone in the hall were all focused on this box.

Taking a deep breath and feeling the Qi flowing a bit faster within his body, Lu Jin's eyes fell upon Lin Xuan.

"This item is too precious; I cannot accept it."

If it were Fang Dongtian, he would have shamelessly accepted a two-hundred-year-old Ginseng.

But the Ginseng in his hands, while he couldn't judge its exact age, could definitely be called a Heaven and Earth Treasure.

Such a thing was too precious.

"Lu Lao, there is no need to decline; since it has been brought out, naturally there is no reason to take it back."

Lin Xuan spoke softly.

His voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Hearing this, Lu Jin looked toward Fang Dongtian.

"Old Lu, it's just a small gesture from a junior; since it's out, just accept it."

Fang Dongtian waved his hand.

If it were in the past, he would certainly have felt a pang of heartache over such a good item.

But who let this thing be something that, to Lin Xuan, wasn't even considered very rare.

Fang Dongtian's attitude made Lu Jin somewhat puzzled.

But since it had been said this way, declining further would be overly pretentious.

"In that case, I will accept it. Everyone, please wait a moment; I will return shortly."

Saying this, Lu Jin stood up and left.

"Truly young and promising; an eight-hundred-year treasure, and you just give it away like that?"

Wang Ai looked at Lin Xuan, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint.

"Are you the elder of the Wang Family?"

Hearing Wang Ai speak to him, Lin Xuan looked back and spoke softly.

"It is I."

"Apologies, if you hold a birthday banquet, I don't have any gifts left in my hands."

Lin Xuan spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Haha, interesting, this kid is interesting!"

Lv Ci couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Wang Ai's hand gripping his cane tightened slightly, though the expression on his face did not change.

Maintaining his status, it was inconvenient to make things difficult for a junior.

Moreover, there were so many people here now.

Plus, having given such a grand gift to the Lu Family, the Lu Family would certainly stand on the other side.