Shangguan Linghui shuddered all over, somewhat startled as she looked at Fang Yu with a stern face. The voice seemed like a harrowing interrogation from the soul, forcing her to take it seriously and respond earnestly.

The decision once made, now faced a brief moment of hesitation—

"Answer me—do you wish to become Ye Wenjun's most loyal Sword Slave, for life, without regret, and if you violate this oath, may you forever fall into Hell!"

Fang Yu asked again.

His voice was high-pitched.

Ye Wenjun also couldn't help but take another look at Fang Yu. Beneath his feet, there were Tao Patterns emitting a faint glow.

At that moment, she felt as though she was looking at a demon god from Hell.

Majestic and extraordinarily imposing.

She didn't know why asking a question required the mobilization of Inner Essence, scattering Gang Qi all around.

It only made her feel a sense of trepidation.

Shangguan Linghui's eyes became clear and earnest as she responded, "I, Shangguan Linghui, am willing to be Miss Ye Wenjun's Sword Slave for life, never to betray, and if I violate this oath, may I forever fall into Hell!"

In an instant—

The floral pattern beneath Fang Yu's feet suddenly dimmed, turned crimson, even darkened... like night light spilling on ink.

The ink flowed towards the Spirit Gathering Array, rapidly revolving around Shangguan Linghui and twisting around the Water Cold Sword, everything else was shrouded in darkness.

With a hum.

The Spirit Gathering Array dissipated.

Everything returned to normal.

The glow disappeared, the ink vanished, as if nothing had happened.

Shangguan Linghui looked around blankly, her gaze finally resting on the Water Cold Sword, which was no longer trembling at all in the palm of her hand, obedient and docile.

With a lift of her hand, the Water Cold Sword trembled slightly, then quickly calmed down again.

Shangguan Linghui, her face filled with delight, said, "I've never seen such a miraculous Treasure Sword... I feel as if the Water Cold Sword is part of my body."

Fang Yu smiled slightly and said:

"Just now, through a simple Array, a connection was established between you and the Water Cold Sword. The spirituality of the Water Cold Sword is your spirituality; you two are now connected as one. If even a bit of this connection breaks... the sword perishes, the person dies!"

Upon hearing this.

Ye Wenjun and Shangguan Linghui both were stunned.

"So, as long as the sword exists, the person exists," Shangguan Linghui seemed to have seen through it all.

Having made this choice originally, she was prepared for the worst.

During this period, practicing swordsmanship with Ye Wenjun gradually helped her understand this "master."

Ye Wenjun is that kind of woman who is outwardly calm but intensely passionate and dedicated inside. Once she commits to something, she never changes.

Shangguan Linghui still remembered how the unyielding Ye Wenjun behaved under the whip... From these interactions, she knew that Ye Wenjun would eventually achieve her own world.

She slowly walked to Ye Wenjun's side, smiled broadly, holding up the Water Cold Sword and pushed it forward, saying, "Sister Wenjun, here."

Ye Wenjun smiled faintly and said:

"I've been tired from practicing the sword these days, you hold onto it for now. When you have time, you can also practice."

"Hmm."

Shangguan Linghui didn't refuse, and took back the Water Cold Sword.

Sword Slave, Sword Slave, being the servant of the sword, holding and managing the sword, was her duty.

"Linghui, it's noon, let's go eat."

"Hmm. I am indeed a bit hungry."

Shangguan Linghui, holding onto Ye Wenjun's arm, acted as if she didn't see Fang Yu at all and walked towards the villa's main hall.

"Hey, hey, hey... What about me?"

The two, like they were deaf, chatting and laughing, left the backyard.

Gurgle... Gurgle...

Fang Yu dissatisfiedly said, "Damn it. This woman, itching for a beating again? Let's see how I deal with you!"

…

By the time Fang Yu returned to the hall.

He just saw Ye Xingchen and his father-in-law Ye Xingkong discussing matters.

There's a pile of documents in front of the two.

Fang Yu isn't good with business matters, nor does he want to handle them.

"Xingchen." Fang Yu asked.

"Idol? You came back just in time. Give me a suggestion. Our company plans to open new business, but we haven't found a good project yet. All the old businesses are on the right track, and there's plenty of profit. We can't let the money sit idle."

Idol?

Ye Xingchen really treated Fang Yu as an idol.

"I didn't expect you to really have the makings of a businessman..." Fang Yu exclaimed in admiration.

"That's right, my son, I know him best." Ye Xingkong proudly said, "Of course, when it comes to judging people, Xingchen is nowhere near Wenjun."

"..." Ye Xingchen was speechless, truly a victim of friendly fire.

Fang Yu casually looked through the documents on the table. There were too many and too complicated. After flipping through a few, he directly discarded them.

"Xingchen, have you bought the medicinal materials I asked you to buy?"

Ye Xingchen smiled and said, "Idol's business, I dare not neglect. The medicinal materials are all stored away."

"How about this, for the new business, let's develop in the direction of medicinal materials. What do you think?" Fang Yu said with a grin.

Upon hearing this.

Ye Xingchen frowned and said, "Idol, the market for medicinal materials is really poor right now. The national sales are not high, and the annual output is not large either. It's tough."

"Who says it's tough? As long as we put our hearts into it, there's nothing we can't do," Fang Yu continued grinning.

"But the medicinal materials business, really... isn't good—"

"I need those medicinal materials..." Fang Yu said.

On hearing this.

Both Ye Xingchen and Ye Xingkong were stunned.

This wasn't the first time Fang Yu asked Ye Xingchen to buy medicines... Chen Daotian also bought a lot before, always delivering them.

But...

He didn't know what Fang Yu wanted these medicinal materials for.

Just as he was about to ask, Fang Yu smiled and said:

"I will compile a list, and you just need to buy them aggressively... You're a businessman, you should know what monopoly means... The value of medicinal materials has always been underestimated. Don't forget, everyone gets sick."

"I understand... Even if we monopolize the medicinal materials, it won't sell at a good price because this path is really narrow," Ye Xingchen said.

"Then let's widen it."

Fang Yu slowly said, "You know, ordinary people need medicine when they seek medical treatment, so what about martial artists? Cultivators? They may not be involved in business, but, they are very wealthy!"

Snap.

Ye Xingkong suddenly slapped the table and said, "Xingchen, do it!"

"Huh?" Ye Xingchen was taken aback.

"Daotian said, Fang Yu is an alchemist!" Ye Xingkong said with spirited eyes.

Alchemist?

Ye Xingchen scratched his head.

He still didn't understand the significance of these three words.

"Remember the Black Wood Lotus? Initially selling it revived the entire company... If we have similar medicinal materials on hand, would we still worry about no market?"

Ye Xingchen's eyes widened.

He seemed to understand.

At this moment, Fang Yu also nodded with narrowed eyes, saying, "The older the ginger, the spicier. Father-in-law has unique insight."

"Don't, Idol... I also have unique insight," saying this, Ye Xingchen pinched the corners of Fang Yu's clothes.

"Get lost, if you keep this up, believe it or not, I'll beat you."

Behaving like a girl, unbearable.

Ye Xingchen suddenly let go and said, "I understand... I'll buy up the medicinal materials with all my effort. I'm just worried that the board might oppose."

"Who dares to oppose? Just kick them out."

"Understood."

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