"A mineral that can enhance the power of super warriors?" Upon learning Ye Chuan's idea, Wang Yanran seemed somewhat surprised.
"Right, we can try selling a batch first," Ye Chuan said directly. He had thought of a new way to make money—procuring spirit stones from the Tianxuan Continent and selling them in the real world.
"Not only that, I'll also provide several more types of medicine, all very beneficial for super warriors," Ye Chuan continued.
Hearing all this from Ye Chuan, Wang Yanran suddenly sensed something.
"Ye Chuan, are you short on money lately?"
Wang Yanran considered herself to understand her boss. Ye Chuan usually stayed at home, occasionally taking the girls from the house out for shopping trips. Compared to other bosses of similar wealth, Ye Chuan's material desires were truly low.
But upon hearing Ye Chuan list a series of money-making methods, Wang Yanran inexplicably wondered if he had become poor.
However, she quickly dismissed this absurd thought.
He couldn't have taken up gambling, could he?
Otherwise, with that income of billions, he could easily lie back and never spend it all.
"I understand. Whether it's selling spirit stones or the new medicines, I will make the preparations." But when it came to tasks assigned by Ye Chuan, Wang Yanran would naturally ensure they were done one hundred percent.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Chuan put down his mobile.
Leaving the room, Ye Chuan went straight to the training area—
Releasing his spiritual sense, he quickly located Bai Qianshuang.
At that moment, the young woman was sitting at the highest cliff top of the Frostmoon Mountain remnant peak within the training room.
The cliff top was only about ten feet square, covered with a thin layer of frost, with fine ice crystals condensed at the edges that rustled and fell when the wind blew.
Bai Qianshuang sat cross-legged, surrounded by floating ancient emperor patterns.
Her eyes were lightly closed, a point of pale blue-gold light glowing between her brows—the core mark of the Luo Xuan Empress's inheritance. The mark radiated layers of light patterns outward, spreading like ripples to an area three feet around her.
Where the light patterns passed, the spiritual mist in the air condensed into ice crystals, which then instantly turned into specks of light and merged into her body.
The space in front of her slightly distorted, gradually revealing a faint, blurry emperor's figure—the phantom of the Luo Xuan Empress.
The spiritual light of the empress's inheritance was still continuously overflowing, causing the surrounding sea of spiritual mist and clouds to shimmer with fine points of light.
Bai Qianshuang's breathing was long and steady. Her aura slowly climbed under the nourishment of the inheritance's spiritual light. The emperor's mark between her brows became increasingly clear, and along with it, the aura around her gained a touch more of an emperor's aloofness and majesty.
Ye Chuan watched all this from a distance, then flashed to her side. Sensing someone nearby, Bai Qianshuang slowly opened her beautiful eyes, her gaze falling upon Ye Chuan.
Recognizing it was Ye Chuan, a trace of softness, rare for her usually expressionless face, appeared.
"Ye Chuan, you're here."
"I've recently learned a forging technique that can double the power of weapons and magical treasures," Ye Chuan stated.
Double...
"Double?" Bai Qianshuang was taken aback, then asked, "Doubling the power? What kind of secret art is this? To my knowledge, the Tianxuan Continent shouldn't have such a miraculous forging technique."
"It doesn't?"
"Never heard of it," Bai Qianshuang shook her head.
Cultivators skilled in forging were already few on the Tianxuan Continent, especially when it came to high-quality superior magical treasures and weapons, which were mostly relics passed down from ancient times.
"Give me your sword," Ye Chuan said.
"Okay," Bai Qianshuang handed her sword to Ye Chuan without hesitation, also somewhat curious about what he would do.
Bai Qianshuang saw Ye Chuan hold the spirit sword in his hand, and then a light attached to it.
After a short while, the light on the sword faded, and Ye Chuan extended his hand.
"Done."
"So fast?"
Bai Qianshuang subconsciously took the spirit sword and soon sensed something different. "This is..." she exclaimed in surprise.
She raised her hand to grip the spirit sword. The moment her fingertips touched the hilt, the light patterns on the blade suddenly brightened.
"Slash!"
With a slight turn of her wrist, she casually swung the spirit sword, releasing a pale blue-gold sword aura—the aura was like a condensed thread of cold light, silently passing through the sea of spiritual mist and clouds, yet upon touching a distant mountain, it erupted with a heaven-shaking roar.
"Boom—" After the sound, the entire mountain peak was cleanly severed as if cut by an invisible blade. The cut surface was smooth as a mirror, with only pale blue frost spiritual energy slowly swirling around it, freezing the flat surface into an icy blue color.
"It really doubled?" After sensing the power, Bai Qianshuang was amazed by Ye Chuan's feat.
"How did you do it?"
"Pretty amazing, right?" Ye Chuan smiled. "But what you just said about no one on the Tianxuan Continent being able to do this gives me a good idea."
"An idea?"
"Charging a high price to forge weapons or magical treasures for others could earn a lot of spirit stones, couldn't it?" Ye Chuan said.
Those cultivators usually fought tooth and nail to improve their strength by ten or twenty percent. If Ye Chuan appeared and could increase the power of their weapons by ten or twenty percent, wouldn't earning spirit stones be a simple matter?
Earn spirit stones, then sell them in the real world, then use the money to improve his own cultivation.
A perfect cycle, one might say.
"It certainly could. Probably any cultivator would be tempted," Bai Qianshuang said. "But your forging method would also attract unwanted attention."
"Unwanted attention?" Ye Chuan grinned. "They can certainly try."
Given Ye Chuan's current cultivation level, unless he wanted to die, he truly couldn't be killed.
His Chaos Indestructible Body could absorb spells and partially physical attacks, automatically restoring him to peak condition in one second. He also had a "Famous Blade" that immunized against death, an "Intangibility" that directly negated physical attacks, and spatial jumps that could teleport him thousands of miles away.
Ye Chuan had far too many life-saving trump cards.
Back when Ye Chuan was only at the Golden Core stage, even the Ancestor of Qingyun Sect couldn't trap him.
That ancestor was likely a powerhouse at the Great Ascension level or above.
If things got really bad, there was always the "pull the plug" method.
Moreover, even if Ye Chuan died, he would only be temporarily unable to enter the Tianxuan Continent and would revive after some time.
Seeing Ye Chuan's well-planned demeanor, Bai Qianshuang didn't say much more, because she also knew Ye Chuan's methods were strange and unpredictable, and ordinary people indeed couldn't do much to him.
At the very least, even though Bai Qianshuang had now received the empress's inheritance and her realm surpassed Ye Chuan's, she wasn't confident she could defeat him.
Or rather, even hurting him would be difficult.
The black energy on Ye Chuan's body was simply too overpowering.
With the plan set, Ye Chuan intended to enter the Tianxuan Continent that very night. Coincidentally, he could gather a batch of materials from the Profound Crystal Abyss and test his newly enhanced weapons and the Human Emperor Banner.
Ye Chuan couldn't wait any longer.
Tianxuan Continent, activate—

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