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Chapter 380: Astonishing Extravagance, the Higher You Jump, the Harder You Fall

Chijia Hall, a subsidiary hall.

Zhangdian Hall, the hall for daily activities.

Qian Changyun, a young child, stared at the vast expanse of colorful flowers in front of him, his tongue clicking in amazement. "Our house and courtyard combined are not even one-tenth the size of this small garden."

The use of the term "small garden" deliberately emphasizes the tone.

When the family entered this super luxurious palace, the servant responsible for guiding them had mentioned that there were a total of twelve small gardens attached to the Zhangdian Hall.

Each garden ranged from a minimum of a hundred acres to a maximum of three hundred acres.

Perhaps compared to the magnificent Zhangdian Hall, they were indeed just "small gardens."

But in the eyes of ordinary people, they were definitely large gardens.

Qian Yiqing nodded heavily, with an expression of widened horizons. "Indeed, it's too big!"

Mrs. Qian's eyes also showed a hint of astonishment. "Yes!"

The servant had also mentioned that each of these gardens had different scenery, with three gardens corresponding to each season.

In other words, during each season, you could enjoy different garden views.

For example, this small garden was one of the three "summer gardens."

Its name was Wan Garden.

Now in the summer, the various rare flowers and plants planted in the garden were in full bloom, and the scenery was truly breathtaking.

Every step along the way was not an exaggeration to say that it was one scene after another.

And this extremely extravagant way of enjoyment truly shocked the family.

At this moment, Qian Yiqing's gaze locked onto a beautifully crafted white jade flower bed.

Inside the flower bed stood an exceptionally beautiful flower, with each petal resembling carved white jade, with a faint golden edge.

Even in Wan Garden, it could be considered top-notch.

After observing it for a moment, the middle-aged man whispered to his wife, "The flowers planted in this flower bed seem to be called 'Golden Thread Silk Iris.'"

He told a not-so-funny joke.

Although he prided himself on having some knowledge of gardening, he could recognize no more than five of the three hundred or so types of flowers, plants, and trees in Wan Garden.

Mrs. Qian instantly recalled an old story. "Last year, you visited the Wang family and came back saying they had a Golden Thread Silk Iris."

"You also said that this flower was worth more than two hundred and fifty gold coins, and Mr. Wang treated it like a treasure, not allowing anyone else to touch it."

Mrs. Qian didn't remember the name "Golden Thread Silk Iris" very clearly, but the impression of "two hundred and fifty gold coins" was deeply ingrained in her mind.

Qian Yiqing gazed at the flower bed full of Golden Thread Silk Iris, his expression subtly nuanced. "Perhaps it's not worth that much?"

If it really was worth two hundred and fifty gold coins, there would be at least two hundred Golden Thread Silk Iris plants in this flower bed, making it worth fifty thousand gold coins.

Isn't that too exaggerated?!

Qian Changyun's eyes widened as he listened, his gaze shifting away from the flower bed.

After a moment.

Cheng Han's voice suddenly drifted over: "Jin Lusi Ni is a rare and extraordinary flower, possessing a hint of extraordinary characteristics."

The couple paused for a moment, then began to listen attentively.

Cheng Han walked over, talking as he strolled.

"In the realm of the extraordinary, the summer heat contains the power of spiritual fire, and Jin Lusi Ni can absorb a small amount of this spiritual fire."

"It is precisely because of this interesting characteristic that Jin Lusi Ni has another name in the extraordinary world, called 'Refining Fire Lusi Ni'."

"If the petals of Jin Lusi Ni are dried and used to make tea or wine, it can effectively cure all 'cold and damp diseases'."

"In addition, long-term consumption of flower tea or flower wine will also accumulate a small amount of spiritual fire in the body, increasing resistance to cold in winter."

Cheng Han paused for a moment and explained the meaning of "increased resistance" in plain language: "In other words, you will hardly catch a cold and your skin won't develop frostbite."

Qian Yiqing immediately showed a look of admiration: "Truly worthy of being an extraordinary flower!"

Qian's wife praised from another angle: "Xiaohan's knowledge is truly profound!"

Suddenly, she felt that a flower with such incredible effects might have been underestimated even at 250 gold coins.

If she were to sell it to a wealthy person, 500 gold coins would not be a big problem.

Qian Changyun looked at the flower bed with eyes that were like looking at a pile of gold coins.

This was not a flower at all.

Clearly, it was money!

Cheng Han looked at the servant next to him and instructed, "This batch of Jin Lusi Ni is almost ripe. Pick them and make flower wine to send to the Qian family."

He remembered that Qian Yiqing enjoyed a drink, so he might as well take advantage of his official position and give his father-in-law a small benefit.

The servant immediately bowed and replied, "Yes!"

Qian Yiqing was a little surprised by the favor: "Xiaohan..."

Qian's wife discreetly poked her husband with her finger, interrupting his words, and smiled, "Then we will accept it gratefully."

It was best to accept the goodwill of their future son-in-law openly. Pushing it back and forth would only create distance.

Besides, with Xiaohan's current status and position, what was a little flower wine?

Next.

The family witnessed the process of making flower wine with their own eyes.

Over a dozen servants quickly surrounded the flower bed, skillfully plucking the petals, giving them a rough wash, and then drying them on the spot with magical tools. Then, they brought over a large glass jar.

Inside the jar was a vibrant green liquid. When the jar was opened, an explosively rich aroma wafted out.

There was no doubt.

This was undoubtedly a rare and precious wine that was rarely seen outside, and its price was beyond imagination.

The servant carefully placed the dried flower petals into it, and in the instant the petals touched the liquid, the liquid turned crimson red.

Upon closer observation, one could vaguely see flame-like filaments swirling within.

Finally.

A servant sealed the wine jar with transparent resin and advised, "Mr. Qian, the medicinal properties of the silk nectar wine have not fully permeated the liquid yet. Please let it sit undisturbed for three months.

"After three months, it will be late autumn, and the weather will have cooled down, making it very suitable for you to drink the medicinal wine."

Qian Yiqing nodded repeatedly.

From the servants picking flowers to the completion of the medicinal wine, it took less than ten minutes in total, an efficiency that was beyond ordinary.

Qian's wife watched with deep emotion.

She naturally understood that behind this jar of medicinal wine was a reflection of the immense authority of her prospective son-in-law.

Cheng Han looked at the young girl again and smiled, saying, "Qingqing, haven't you been practicing your marksmanship? I have prepared a little gift for you."

Qian Qingqing blinked her beautiful eyes and asked, "What gift?"

Cheng Han moved his right hand, and a small piece of emerald green wood appeared in his palm. "It's this."

This object was about half a meter long, with a natural surface adorned with mysterious spiritual patterns. Faint and strange lights could be seen flowing, clearly indicating that it was not an ordinary item.

It was precisely Lingxuan Wood.

It was also the gratitude gift jointly created by the thousands of Lingxiang demons he taught in Xuan Palace, each contributing a bit of their tree spirit essence.

Although the young girl knew that this thing was very precious, she was a little confused, "What is it for?"

Cheng Han smiled faintly, and a dark wave flashed across his palm.

The next second.

Something surprising happened.

The wooden stick began to grow rapidly, and its length instantly soared to three meters, with a sharp spearhead naturally forming at the tip.

It was actually a large spear.

Cheng Han's right hand moved again.

The spear quickly retracted and returned to its original form as a wooden stick.

Qian Qingqing was pleasantly surprised, "Great thing! I like it!"

Although she liked the large spear, it was troublesome to carry it around when going out. With Lingxuan Wood, it would be much more convenient.

Cheng Han smiled again and said, "Lingxuan Wood has many interesting uses, like this."

"Swoosh!"

He quickly waved the Lingxuan Wood, and more than ten branches grew from the top of the wooden stick in an instant. The branches then grew leaves and turned into an umbrella.

Cheng Han continued to show off, "Or like this."

"Boom!"

He inserted the Lingxuan Wood into the grass.

Lingxuan wood quickly shot up four or five meters, branches growing rapidly, and leaves multiplying rapidly.

In just one second, it actually turned into a wooden pavilion.

Cheng Han reached out into the void.

The pavilion began its magical "reverse growth" and quickly turned back into Lingxuan wood.

This astonishing demonstration

left Qian Yiqing and his wife, as well as their child Qian Changyun, dumbfounded.

Cheng Han handed the Lingxuan wood to the little girl, saying, "Take it."

Qian Qingqing took the wooden stick and immediately smiled with joy, saying, "Thank you!"

Not far away,

a steward Xuan Shi, who acted as the attendant to the palace lord, looked at Cheng Han with astonishment in his eyes.

Turning Lingxuan wood into an umbrella or a pavilion is not very difficult; any Xuan Shi who practices wood-based Xuan Yin can easily do it.

But reversing the growth of Lingxuan wood is much more difficult.

Only Xuan Shi who have mastered the second-order Xuan Yin can do it.

No wonder everyone says that although Palace Lord Cheng is only a mid-level Xuan Shi, relying on the power of the Lingmiao Wansen Xuan Yin, he can probably compete with a low-level Xuan Shi.

Just then,

hurried footsteps sounded.

Another steward Xuan Shi walked along the stone path and whispered to Cheng Han, "Palace Lord, the palace is holding a Xuan Ce meeting, and the deputy palace lord has requested an 80% reduction in the number of the War Eagle Legion!"

According to the original plan of the Crimson Armor Hall, in addition to the War Eagle Carrier Legion that is expeditioning to the foreign realm, the palace will manufacture 200,000 war eagles in the next two years.

Some will be deployed to various small spirit realms, some will be kept in the palace, and some will support the foreign battlefield.

But with an 80% reduction, only 60,000 will remain.

Cheng Han's gaze flickered, and his expression remained unchanged. "You can go down first."

He finally confirmed that there must have been a major change in the Divine City, and some gods expressed objections to the widespread use of war eagles.

Even Lan Yun, the god general who has always supported the War Eagle Legion, is powerless in this matter.

Otherwise, with the War Eagle Legion's repeated great achievements on the battlefield, even if the deputy palace lord had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to do this!

And the fact that the Heavenly Luck Hall deliberately delayed the transportation of supplies by five days under the pretext of insufficient manpower is definitely related to this matter.

It can be fully anticipated that after the deputy palace lord plays these two "cards," there will definitely be more actions.

Cheng Han "hmphed" in his heart, "The higher you jump now, the harder you'll fall when the Blaze Fire Eagle takes its maiden flight!"

It's not just the deputy palace lord and his group.

Even the "instigator" god general will be severely slapped in the face.

Serves you right for being short-sighted!

(End of this chapter)