"Senior Brother, don't be shocked, what's exactly wrong with this illness!" Li Ye asked directly.

"Let me explain."

After Yang Ke said this, he felt somewhat relieved and took the initiative to explain, "Actually, our Merfolk originally lived not in the East Pole Yang Sea.

But like many Spirit Races of the Four Seasons Sect, we lived in the Spirit Realm specially designated for us, where our ancestors discovered a Moon Sea.

Wangshu's gentle light eternally shines upon that tranquil sea.

Speaking of this, his expression turned somewhat helpless, "But later, our ancestors made a mistake, and Wangshu expelled us from the Spirit Realm, causing us to leave the Moon Sea.

If it weren't for the Sect Leader True Man of the Four Seasons Sect protecting us at that time, we might be wandering elsewhere now.

However, because our mistake was too grave, Wangshu left a spell named Moon Soul Horror Curse in our bloodline.

This curse has two states: dormant and active.

Dormant means we must face the sun, not under the protection of moonlight; active means we can no longer receive the Moon Essence by Moon Worship, and our cultivation will forever remain at the moment of activation."

—So he's currently unfortunately in an active state.

Li Ye remained calm and asked directly:

"Can it be cured?"

"Brother Yang and I are good friends."

"Since it's a spell from the Ancestor Wangshu, there must be a Dharma Method to unravel it."

He and Su Ya still didn't understand the severity of this spell, Su Ya also said, "I've never heard of this spell, but if you can accomplish great deeds, Wangshu will surely grant you mercy."

Problems are meant to be solved, if there's no way then seek other methods, if there's a way then pursue it—this is the thought he and Li Ye, as well as most cultivators of the Four Seasons Sect, adhere to.

They can nurture a seedling into a towering tree, and cultivate from a mortal into a Golden Core, with such patience, what can't they achieve?

However, things indeed were simpler than they thought.

The third senior rubbed his brow and said, "The Moon Soul Horror Curse is one of the most special spells of Ancestor Wangshu, closely tied to the phases of the moon in this world.

It's no longer solely the power of Ancestor Wangshu, but a curse of the Celestial Dao, it's exceedingly difficult to lift.

The Celestial Dao is lofty and elusive."

A curse of the Celestial Dao?

Li Ye gazed at the glass bracelet on his wrist, he thought that perhaps a curse of the Celestial Dao might not be so troublesome, he had encountered the Celestial Dao twice in just a short year.

"...You're different." The third senior seemed even more troubled, "There has been no precedent of breaking this spell till now."

Yang Ke now took over the conversation again, "Senior Li, let's discuss the main issue now, is the Ruoquan's water available for sale?"

Li Ye truly felt some disappointment, here were three Golden Core True Mans, two of whom have history with you, why were they unwilling to further discuss solutions, there must be a way.

If you don't care, how can others care?

Seeing he was unwilling to speak further, Li Ye did not press, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly, he extended his hand and beckoned to the distance.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately, a stream of silver water surged forth, accurately stopping in front of Yang Ke.

This stream was very peculiar.

Previously, it seemed normal in the river, but as it surged now, it was as if a piece of the night had been cut away, carrying a serene gentleness and emanating a sparkling black luster.

"Ruoquan..."

The third senior still didn't know what Li Ye had obtained.

Upon seeing this, he immediately recalled the stories often recited by their master about the senior master.

Although he hasn't met the senior master, he had heard enough, naturally, he paid attention.

Master, to him, is akin to a father, and the senior master is like his elder brother, if the senior master could be found, it would definitely be a great thing.

He gave Li Ye a deep look, deciding to discuss further later.

And although Yang Ke wasn't in high spirits, he was quite efficient when it came to business.

Or perhaps it's the path he plans to take, if he can't pursue higher cultivation, he'd seek other routes.

A trading caravan might be a good choice.

"This Ruoquan water is indeed of excellent quality."

"Then as we said before, how about a hundred Spirit Stones per pound?"

"We will prioritize trading with the unique products from the East Pole Yang Sea."

Yang Ke immediately produced a contract, clearly prepared.

The price of a hundred Spirit Stones per pound is indeed quite high.

However, Li Ye didn't want to sell it directly this way and shook his head, "The quantity of this spring water nowadays isn't much, I'm willing to sell you a thousand pounds per month, but the remaining thousand pounds must be auctioned through the Four Seasons Treasure Pavilion."

Things of scarcity are precious, he is not selling bottled water after all, naturally he had to employ scarcity marketing.

"A thousand pounds?" Yang Ke was stunned, "Senior Li isn't joking? A thousand pounds isn't even enough for my father to swallow.

Not to mention sharing with other clansmen.

It's really too little."

This figure truly put him in a difficult position.

"A thousand pounds is only considering Brother Yang's face." Li Ye shook his head and said, "Ruoquan hasn't fully recovered and lacks stable water vein replenishment, taking two thousand pounds per month is already the limit."

—What he said was half true and half false.

The true part is Ruoquan indeed lacks water vein support, the false part is that the river water is still abundant, two thousand pounds is but a drop in the ocean.

He truly was discontented and indeed considered the scarcity value, after all, he calls the shots.

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