Chapter 644: You Have Anything Else to Say

"Write it down?"

The Crown Prince nodded. Writing it down was indeed the best option; it would serve as evidence and prevent Luo Zhao from preparing in advance. It would also confirm whether the theft of the treasure was true or not.

"Fine, I'll see what you can write. If you can't, not only will I fight Hong Qian to the death today, but I'll also kill you..." Luo Zhao roared, gritting his teeth. He had lost all semblance of a master teacher's demeanor.

Luo Xuan and Bi Jianghai exchanged glances, their lips twitching. Honestly, if it were them, they'd probably be insane by now. To be publicly humiliated like this and still manage to restrain the urge to kill was quite remarkable.

"Kill me?" Ignoring his roar, Zhang Xuan wrote swiftly and fluently. Moments later, he put down his brush and ink and handed over what he had written.

The Crown Prince and Master Luo took the paper, glanced at it, and were both startled. They then put the paper down and looked at Luo Zhao, who was standing not far away. "Master Luo, could you please hand over your storage ring so we can examine it?"

"Why should I not?" He didn't know what was written on the paper, but since he hadn't stolen anything, he was absolutely confident and naturally not afraid of inspection. He scoffed, removed the storage ring from his hand, released his ownership claim, and handed it over.

The Crown Prince took the ring and quickly scanned it with his consciousness. Soon after, with a flick of his wrist, a gourd appeared before everyone.

"Master Luo, what is this?" Seeing the item retrieved, Luo Zhao cupped his fists and said, "I love wine more than my life. This is... some fine wine I prepared!"

"Wine?" The Crown Prince looked at him. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Your Royal Highness, it is wine! I'm sure of it," Luo Zhao affirmed, nodding.

"Alright!" The Crown Prince said no more. He uncorked the gourd, and a rich aroma of wine immediately filled the room.

"What a strong wine aroma!"

"It certainly smells like wine... Did Master Luo steal a bottle of wine?"

"That can't be right. Even if it's good wine, it's just wine. How much could it be worth?"

"Exactly, let's see what the Crown Prince says!"

Everyone found it strange upon smelling the wine. Could it be that all this fuss, all this fighting and commotion throughout the night, was just because Master Luo stole a bottle of wine from Master Hong? Cultivators prioritize cultivation, elixirs, artifacts, and wealth... their desire for food and drink has faded. Even the finest wine wouldn't be worth such a spectacle!

"Is this it?" The Crown Prince looked at the young man standing nearby.

"Yes!" Zhang Xuan nodded.

"But that's not right, it clearly smells like wine?" Hearing his confirmation, the Crown Prince and Master Wu exchanged glances, both frowning. When they had just uncorked it, they had specifically checked; it was indeed wine, completely different from what the young man had written.

"There's no need to rush, gentlemen. It's very simple to verify whether it is or isn't!" Zhang Xuan stood up, walked over, looked around, and then turned to Feng Yu, who was not far away. "Master Feng, may I trouble you with something?"

"No..." Feng Yu flinched, shrinking his neck, and quickly shook his head.

"Trouble me? Are you kidding?! You think my injuries aren't enough, and you want to beat me up again! The first time I met you, you made me fall from the sky, and then Master Hong severely beat me... Not to mention all that, just now, Master Hong said he needed Master Luo's help, and then slapped him... If I fall for it under these circumstances... I'm a dog!"

"Don't worry, this time it's a good thing..." Seeing that he was so scared he almost fainted at the mention of helping, Zhang Xuan was speechless. *I really have good intentions, look how scared you are... I'm a master teacher, not a demon! How can hearing my invitation make you act as if you've seen a ghost, making me feel quite awkward?*

"Even if it's good, I'm not going!" Master Feng shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"Alright, if you won't come..." Seeing his reluctance, Zhang Xuan looked around and then turned to Bi Jianghai. "Master Bi, come here..."

"Me..." Bi Jianghai's lips twitched, and he nearly burst into tears. *Who did I offend? Didn't I just brag a little when we had our final match? You can't be holding a grudge until now, can you?*

"Don't worry, I just need you to prove that this isn't wine!" Seeing his expression, Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"Fine!" Gritting his teeth, Bi Jianghai stepped forward.

Seeing him ready, Zhang Xuan nodded with satisfaction. With a flick of his wrist, a dagger appeared in his palm. "Come, extend your hand!"

Bi Jianghai swallowed hard, gritted his teeth, and extended his arm.

"Good!" With a light smile, Zhang Xuan flicked his wrist. The dagger flashed like a streak of light and plunged straight into Bi Jianghai's arm.

"Ah..." Bi Jianghai shrieked in agony, trembling uncontrollably, almost losing his mind. He knew it wouldn't be anything good, but he never dreamed that being called up meant getting stabbed... Watching the blood continuously flow from his arm, tears streaming down his face, Bi Jianghai was filled with regret. If he had known, he would have played dead like Feng Yu and not come over.

"I knew it wouldn't be good..." Seeing this scene, Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief. When the other party called him, he knew it wouldn't be anything good. Now, seeing the man bleeding profusely from a stab wound, he immediately felt that not going up was the wisest decision he had ever made!

"Don't worry!" Seeing Bi Jianghai twitching and on the verge of tears, Zhang Xuan offered a word of comfort, then looked at the Crown Prince. "Your Royal Highness and Master Wu, if you please!"

"Mm!" The Crown Prince nodded and handed over the wine gourd in front of him.

Zhang Xuan took the gourd without speaking, shook it in his hand, and looked at Luo Zhao, who was nearby. "Master Luo, I'll ask you one more time: do you confirm that what's inside this is wine?"

"It's wine!" Luo Zhao nodded, full of confidence.

"Very well!" Without further explanation, Zhang Xuan held the wine gourd in his left hand and, with his right, gripped the dagger embedded in Bi Jianghai's arm. He pulled it out gently.

Blood immediately spurted from the wound and flowed profusely down his arm. Bi Jianghai's face instantly turned pale, and his vision blurred. Even though it was just an arm wound, the pain from being stabbed was unbearable.

"Endure it!" Seeing his state, Zhang Xuan smiled faintly. He immediately poured the "fine wine" from his left hand onto the wound.

As soon as the "wine" touched the wound, an immediate and powerful reaction occurred. The muscle pierced by the dagger visibly regenerated, restoring itself to its original state in mere moments, as if it had never been injured.

"This..."

"Could it be that this isn't wine, but a healing holy medicine?"

"Indeed, only a holy medicine could allow a wounded area to recover in the blink of an eye..."

Everyone's eyes widened, and then their gazes grew fervent. As long as one was a cultivator, injuries were inevitable, and healing medicine was an essential item for everyone. Even valuable ordinary healing pills would take several days to fully restore a person. For example, Master Feng, who was nearby, wouldn't have come running with a swollen face if healing medicine worked that quickly. But this substance, upon contact, healed such a ghastly wound, without even leaving a scar... it was truly terrifying! Only the legendary "holy medicine" could possess such efficacy!

"My wound..." He had thought his wound would take at least ten days to half a month to heal, but he couldn't believe it was perfectly restored after just a little of the "wine" was poured on it. Bi Jianghai's eyes instantly widened in disbelief. *How incredibly potent!*

As he stood there in shock, Master Feng, who had just been feeling smug, clutched his chest, gasping for air, his intestines twisted with regret. *So that guy wanted him to go up to test this holy medicine! If only he had known it was such a good thing, why would he pretend? He should have just gone up; his injuries would be healed by now...*

"Alright, my demonstration is complete. The rest is for Your Royal Highness and Master Wu to decide!" Ignoring the stunned crowd, Zhang Xuan placed the wine gourd back on the table, cupped his fists towards the Crown Prince and Master Wu, and then turned to walk away.

"Master Luo, you claimed this was fine wine, but in reality, it's a healing holy medicine... Explain yourself!" The Crown Prince looked at him, his face devoid of expression.

"I..." Master Luo's lips twitched, and his body swayed. "If I told you... that it really was wine, would you believe me?" He truly felt like he was going insane now. Many people knew he loved wine more than his life. This gourd was always with him, filled with his favorite fine wine. When did it turn into a healing holy medicine?

"You still want to argue at a time like this?" The Crown Prince slammed his hand on the table, furious. Everyone had witnessed the potency of this medicinal wine with their own eyes. What did he intend by still trying to argue? Did he think he, the Crown Prince, was easy to fool?

"Master Chen, please read this aloud!" After reprimanding him, the Crown Prince flicked his wrist, tossing the paper Zhang Xuan had written earlier towards Chen Yue.

"Yes!" Chen Yue took the paper, opened it, and as he read, his face turned pale: "Master Luo stole the healing medicinal wine that Master Hong obtained at a great cost. This medicinal wine can heal physical injuries; even ordinary wounds can be perfectly restored by pouring just a little on them..."

"What else do you have to say?" After hearing him finish reading, the Crown Prince looked at Luo Zhao again.

"I..." Luo Zhao's vision went dark. The facts were laid bare before him; how could he refute them?

"If he didn't steal it, how would Master Zhang know it was medicinal wine, and be so clear about its effects?" the Crown Prince continued.

Luo Zhao was going mad. He couldn't understand what was going on. "This is all your doing!" Suddenly remembering something, he gritted his teeth and glared at Zhang Xuan, his face contorted in a ferocious expression. "This guy must be behind it all! His fine wine turned into a healing holy medicine... It had to be him!"

Facing his roar, Zhang Xuan remained unfazed, looking at him calmly. "This gourd of medicinal wine was prepared by Master Hong as a welcoming gift for Master Wu and the others, but you snatched it away... Fortunately, Master Hong left some for me as a backup, which allowed me to quickly heal the injuries you inflicted on me, so I didn't have to come here wounded..."

"So that's how it is!" Hearing this, everyone suddenly understood. They had been wondering why Master Hong was completely fine while Master Feng was so heavily injured, despite Master Hong being ganged up on by Master Luo and his group. It turned out he had kept some healing medicine and healed his injuries before reappearing. In this way, everything that had seemed unreasonable before now made sense.

"Luo Zhao, now... what do you have to say for yourself?" The Crown Prince looked at him, his eyes filled with profound disappointment.