The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

278. The Certainty of Victory

Translator: 飞弹

“No!” Feng Xi rejected without hesitation.

“What? Are you afraid of losing to me?” Zhan Ling seemed to have expected something and was not surprised at all as he asked aggressively.

“Even if I will lose to someone, I won’t lose to you. But even if I can win, don’t think you can let me bet it with you. Anyway, it’s not negotiable. If you don’t agree, then we can let it go at that. I won’t drink with you anymore. You’d better go back and drink your milk!” Feng Xi said casually but his tone was tough.

Zhan Hui was choked again and coughed. This time, he moved away in time or else he would have sprayed the wine onto the table again.

Zhan Ling was so angry that he blushed. However, seeing that Feng Xi was really stubborn, he had no choice but to change his words, “Okay, if you don’t bet it with me, then I won’t force you. According to what I said earlier, if one of us loses, the winner can ask the loser to do one thing. What do you think of it?”

Zhan Ling thought to himself that even if he changed the bet, he had a way to carry out his plan. The reason why he behaved as if he was awkward just now was actually a sham.

“Okay,” Feng Xi thought about it and nodded, feeling that it was fine.

Seeing he had been trapped, Zhan Ling smiled and complacently shook the wine pot, “I almost forgot to tell you one thing. Everyone in the Iron Fence knows that what I do best is drinking, and I never get drunk. There is even a nickname for me, ‘Heavyweight’. If you lose, don’t complain that I have lied to you.”

Zhan Chen originally wanted to stop them from drinking, because he knew that his son had the nickname of ‘Heavyweight’, which was known by everyone in the Iron Fence. In the past, after they won the battle, the soldiers of the warlike family would hold a celebration to see who could hold his liquor the best. His precious son would participate in it every time, and the final winner was always him. it could be argued that none in the Iron Fence could hold his liquor as well as Zhan Ling.

It was not that Zhan Chen thought that Feng Xi would lose, but he wanted to stop his son as an insurance policy, to avoid making the warlike family and the sweetheart of the Lord of the Netherworld hostile to each other.

Unfortunately, before Zhan Chen could stop his son, he was glared at by her ladyship of the warlike family who was also his wife, which meant that he shouldn’t get involved in the matter of the children and he should leave it to them.

How could Zhan Chen not know about his wife’s intention? But he didn’t think she could spoil their son like this.

Others also knew Zhan Ling’s temper. Even if they could stop him this time, it would probably still happen next time. They could only let them drink, but it also made the dinner party livelier. Everyone knew that Zhan Ling was going to compete with a young man on drinking, who was close to him in age. They all came to watch and some of them even actively went to get the wine.

The wine they would drink was the strongest alcoholic drink in the warlike family’s cellar, called Flaming Magma Liquor. Just as its name implied, it looked like the burning magma. There was a layer of red flame on the surface of the liquor, whose alcohol content was much higher than that of ordinary liquor. The adults of the warlike family did not dare to drink much, because it contained too much alcohol. If one drank two glasses of it, he would slip into a coma and wouldn’t wake up until he had been sleeping for three days and nights.

They didn’t expect that Zhan Ling suggested to use Flaming Magma Liquor for drinking, which made the dinner party even more interesting.

Everyone knew Zhan Ling could hold his liquor, but when they saw the indifferent expression of the young boy called Feng Xi, who obviously didn’t care about it, they couldn’t figure out whether he was confident or not. Although they hesitated a little, quite a few people still put a bet on Zhan Ling winning the game. Unexpectedly, Zhan Tian and Zhan Wuji had a bet on Feng Xi winning it. As a result, many people immediately changed their mind and wagered on Feng Xi as the two of them did.

In fact, Zhan Chen also wanted to put a bet on Feng Xi, but he had to wager that Zhan Ling would win because of being stared by his wife.

Looking at the scene, King of the Netherworld did not stop him, chiefly because he did not want to disappoint Feng Xi who was in a mellow mood. Secondly, he did not think that Feng Xi would lose. On the contrary, he would win an emphatic victory.

Because of Zhan Ling’s request, all the Flaming Magma Liquor in the cellar was brought over. There were twelve jars of wine. Before the lids were opened, the strong aroma of the wine could be smelled.

“Since it’s a competition, how about drinking jar by jar directly?” Zhan Ling suggested as he patted his legs.

“Alright,” Feng Xi nodded. It was indeed faster. He remembered that he also drank in the same way in a previous incarnation.

“Great, you’re really frank!” Zhan Ling couldn’t help but smile complacently. He picked up a jar of wine and threw it to Feng Xi. Then he took another jar of wine and removed the cover. The hot aroma of the wine emanated from the jar in an instant, and there was a blur layer of flaming red in the mouth of the jar. Many boozers got excited after just taking one smell of it. They couldn’t wait to rush forward and take a mouthful of it. But considering that the liquor had a strong delayed effect, many of them backed down.

As Zhan Hui snapped out an order to start, the two of them immediately raised their heads and swilled the wine down.

Feng Xi drank slower than Zhan Ling. He didn’t drink as quickly as Zhan Ling did. He seemed to enjoy trying the Flaming Magma Liquor. This scene showed that he was very undisturbed. In the eyes of others, he looked more like a self-assured person.

Speaking of which, the reason why Feng Xi dared to compete with Zhan Ling on drinking was not that he could his liquor, but because of his physique.

In the past, he had always eaten the Fruit of the World as his three meals every day, and the vein in his body had long been cleaned well by the Wood spirits of the Fruit of the World. Even his cells were holding a large amount of Wood spirits. Wood spirits was the most gentle of all spirits. It could neutralize all the potent things, and extract the best parts from them, which could be used by Feng Xi.

However, this was just one reason. The name of Flaming Magma Liquor was related to fire. It contained both fire and magma. These two things were connected to Fire spirits, while Feng Xi’s life flame was the Supreme Primary Fire Spirit. And all the flames around the Three Worlds could only submit themselves to it.

Therefore, the hidden Fire spirits in the wine was immediately melted by the Primary Fire Spirit as Flaming Magma Liquor entered his mouth. After the remaining alcohol entered the stomach, it would be transformed into something useful to Feng Xi by Wood spirits. Therefore, Feng Xi would not be drunk at all. Flaming Magma Liquor was the wine of the top quality. In fact, it was more like a kind of tonic for Feng Xi, which would only make him more energetic.

Feng Xi might not know much about himself, but King of the Netherworld knew about it clearly, which was the real reason why he didn’t stop him.

Feng Xi and Zhan Ling drank jar by jar, and someone finally couldn’t hold on anymore when they were both drinking the fifth jar of wine. However, everyone did not expect that the person who got drunk was Zhan Ling.

At this time, Zhan Ling’s face was almost as red as magma. His eyes were watery with mist, and his cheeks were so tender that one could almost squeeze the wine from it. His body swayed as he held onto the table and the jar in his arms was about to slide down. He shook his head hard, as if he could be a little soberer, but he still fell back onto the chair.

He only got drunk after drinking the fifth jar of wine, which was already very amazing.

However…

Everyone looked at the ruddy face of Feng Xi with astonishment. Although that was the case, his eyes were unusually bright without any signs of getting drunk. And he was still standing very steadily, holding the fifth empty jar of wine in his hand. He was very pleased and even seemed to enjoy it.

Feng Xi went to Zhan Ling and looked down at Zhan Ling who was so drunk that he was about to fall to the ground, “You have lost.”

Hearing this, Zhan Ling fell on the table and drifted into unconsciousness.

Zhan Chen asked someone to help Zhan Ling up and send him back to his room. The competition was finally over. Apart from Her Ladyship of the warlike family who went to take care of Zhan Ling, everyone else returned to their original positions to continue drinking and chatting. At this time, no one dared to look down upon Feng Xi. He could stay sober after even drinking five jars of Flaming Magma Liquor, and his spirit seemed to be better than before. This ability alone was enough to make everyone admire him, so no one dared to drink a toast to him during the banquet.

Feng Xi felt that Flaming Magma Liquor was worthy of being the number one wine in the Iron Fence, and he still savored it with relish even if he had drunk five jars in one breath. He immediately put the remaining two jars into the ring.

Zhan Chen, who originally wanted the servants to bring the two jars of wine back to the cellar, opened his mouth for a long time and couldn’t say a word. It wasn’t until his father called him over that he shut his mouth, as if nothing had happened, and left, as if he hadn’t seen the two jars of wine or they were just run out like the former ten jars.

Zhan Hui, who clearly saw this scene, was agitated once again.

In the end, he silently wiped his mouth, put down his cup and left the banquet.

After the banquet, Feng Xi and King of the Netherworld returned to the VIP room prepared by the warlike family. It seemed that no matter where they went, the place where they lived was called a VIP room. Maybe it was fate.

Feng Xi, who felt that he had won a lot, was very happy along the way, keeping jumping like a monkey.

King of the Netherworld was worried that he would fall, so he directly picked him up and carried him back to the room. He knew that Feng Xi was not drunk, but after being effected by the alcohol fumes for a while, his body was filled with the alcohol fumes and there was the mist in his eyes, “Xiao Xi, take a shower first before going to bed, okay?”

Feng Xi could not help but giggle as he felt itchy in his ears blown by King of the Netherworld.

There was a pool of the warlike family specially prepared for bathing. The pool water was natural hot spring water, which was diverted from the mountain and was very clean.

As Feng Xi entered the pool, he seemed to be more energetic and the alcohol fumes on his body also dissipated. He almost forgot that he was in the pool. If it weren’t for King of the Netherworld who was seizing him around the waist and supporting him behind his back, Feng Xi would have directly slid into the water.

“Well… you have said that it won’t be poached…”

That night, Feng Xi was too excited and had sex with King of the Netherworld again and again. Therefore, Feng Xi was unable to get up the next day.

After having the sexual intercourse in the pool last night, although Feng Xi couldn’t get up the next day, he still remembered Zhan Ling who might find him again, so he asked King of the Netherworld to take him out of the Iron Fence immediately.

After sobering up, Zhan Ling indeed ran to Feng Xi again, probably wanting to bet on something else with him. But someone told him that Feng Xi and King of the Netherworld had already left, which made him gnash his teeth. However, Feng Xi didn’t know that from that day on, Zhan Ling started to pull himself up. He had a great goal, which was to become more powerful than Feng Xi and then drive him away from King of the Netherworld.

Although his family were glad that Zhan Ling finally knew that he had to work hard, after hearing his goal, all of them remained silent for a long time. In the end, none of them tried to persuade him, because this might not be a bad goal. Of course, they would not encourage him either. But there was one person who encouraged him to do it, that was his mother.

Her Ladyship of the warlike family who spoiled her son very much probably had the same intention as her son did.