At this moment, Judy wanted to cry but had no tears. 'Why didn't you tell me earlier that Mr. Su was a reclusive expert?'
Looking at Judy's painful expression, although Jiu Jian wanted to help her, he could not do so. If his sea of consciousness was seriously injured, then it would be the end of him. As far as he knew, there was no way to treat the injury of the sea of consciousness.
At this moment, he felt quite sorry for his niece. However, how could she offend the senior? This could be considered as teaching her a lesson. Although this lesson was very painful, at least it was better than becoming a cripple.
At this time, Su Mengli walked over. She placed the bill on the table. She looked at Jiu Jian and pointed at the bill. He looked at Su Mengli in front of him, his heart full of doubts.
"May I know what you are here for, Miss?" Jiu Jian asked.
Su Mengli looked at him with a somewhat forced look. She could not help but snort coldly in her heart. 'As expected, this old fellow has changed to another person to freeload here.'
"This is the bill. A plate of meat and a pot of wine for a total of ten gold coins," Su Mengli pointed at the bill and said.
Upon hearing these words, Jiu Jian revealed a look of sudden realization. "Right. The bill has to be paid." Jiu Jian immediately began to search his body. Then, his face turned red. He did not have any money.
The point was, what was the use of an immortal cultivator like him bringing a mortal currency with him? Feeling helpless, he used his hand to push back against Judy, who was still struggling in pain.
"Judy, quick! Do you have ten gold coins?"
"Ten gold coins?" Judy cried out in surprise.
"Uncle, how could I such thing?"
Su Mengli rolled her eyes as she watched from the side. This was what the two of them were saying. What? Did they want to eat and drink for free again?
Judy and Jiu Jian fumbled around for a long time. Finally, they found the ten gold coins in their respective space artifacts. They found them by coincidence as no one knew when they had put them in.
They handed the gold coins to Su Mengli. After Su Mengli received the money, she ignored the two of them and turned around to walk to the kitchen.
At this time, Su Yang was in the kitchen, putting the freshly cooked meat into a plate.
Su Mengli walked over and said to Su Yang, "Boss, those two immortal cultivators are too poor. Ten gold coins seem to have emptied their entire family fortune."
Hearing Su Mengli's words, Su Yang could not help but be stunned. He could not help but asked, "Are immortal cultivators all very poor?" This question shocked Su Mengli.
As the direct descendant of a large family clan, she did not lack any cultivation resources. She also did not need to worry about trivial matters in life. However, she knew that most people in the immortal cultivation world were very poor.
This was because cultivation resources require money. the more precious cultivation resources, the more expensive they were. It was very likely that their lifetime wealth would not be able to afford it.
In the end, Su Mengli nodded her head affirmatively. Seeing the way Su Mengli nodded, Su Yang could not help but be stunned.
Was it not said that immortal cultivators had unlimited power and wealth? When he thought about it, it made sense. Those were the privileges of the almighty. Most immortal cultivators were like ordinary people, taking risks for money.
At this time, he remembered what Jiu Jian said. His broken sword could make him envious. Su Yang could not help but sigh in his heart.
'As an elder of a sect, he doesn't even have a decent sword. It's really... That old man is a good person. He and I are fated to be together. Let's give him that broken sword.'
Thinking of this, Su Yang asked Su Mengli to bring the broken sword over. Meanwhile, he brought wine and food to Jiu Jian and Judy.
Su Yang had just sat down when he saw Judy, who had a terrible headache and a painful look on her face. When Su Yang saw this, he asked in puzzlement, "Oh? Is your niece having a headache?"
When Jiu Jian heard this, he could not help but panic and his hands trembled. 'It's over. Senior is reprimanding Judy.'
Then, Su Yang laughed and said, "If you have a headache, just drink this cup of wine and you'll be fine. Wine is the essence of grain. The more you drink, the younger you become. This wine of mine can cure all diseases. Hahaha."
When Jiu Jian heard this, his eyes could not help but light up. He looked at Su Yang with eyes full of gratitude. He knew that Su Yang was giving Judy a chance to change.
So, he nudged Judy's thigh and berated, "Mr. Su is giving you a chance to repent. How dare you not take it?"
At this moment, Judy trusted Jiu Jian's words. Enduring the pain, she stood up and picked up the glass of wine.
She bowed 90 degrees to Su Yang and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Su."
Although she did not think that a glass of wine could cure the damage to her sea of consciousness, she still drank it in one gulp. Judy instantly felt a warm current slowly glide through her body.
As time passed, the effect of the alcohol gradually came into play. Judy was surprised to find that her sea of consciousness did not hurt as much. The originally painful expression also eased up a bit. Judy touched her head in disbelief. She found that it really did not hurt.
Her sea of consciousness did not suffer any damage. Moreover, the scope of her sea of consciousness had even expanded by a circle. This discovery made her both surprised and happy.
At this moment, she was both respectful and fearful of this young man in front of her who did not have any spiritual aura. What kind of existence could allow a cup of wine to heal her already damaged sea of consciousness?
Judy could not help breaking out in cold sweat behind her back. There was also a wave of lingering fear in her heart. If she had been a bit more arrogant earlier, she would definitely die on the spot today.
Su Yang saw that Judy's expression had eased up. He smiled and asked, "How is it? It doesn't hurt anymore, right?"
Judy respectfully cupped her hands and thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Su. I can't repay you. But... But..."
Seeing Judy stutter, Su Yang asked with puzzlement, "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Mr. Su, your cup of wine is so precious. I'm afraid I can't afford it," Judy said with some worry. She had never heard of a treasure that could heal the injury sustained in her sea of consciousness.
However, Su Yang's wine had restored her sea of consciousness in the blink of an eye, and even expanded it. At this moment, she finally believed what her uncle said. A cup of wine from senior was worth all the wealth of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Hearing this, Su Yang could not help but smile. 'As expected, their Heavenly Sword Sect is really poor. They can't even bear to drink a cup of wine. I really don't know why Wang Nan wants to go there desperately?'
Although he thought so in his heart, Su Yang could not say so on the surface. He waved his hand and said, "Haven't the two of you already paid for this wine?"
"What?" Judy suddenly exclaimed.