Bringing the Sword Spirit Out

"Just focus on driving."

"Leave the rest to me."

As twilight deepened, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided smoothly along the city's main artery.

Wang Yanran wore a well-tailored black business suit, her long hair neatly pinned up in a bun, revealing a slender, pale neck.

After giving instructions to the driver, she sat up straight in the back seat, continuing her phone call through her earpiece. An ultra-thin tablet rested on her lap, her fingertips hovering lightly over the screen. Her expression was focused and professional—

"Yanran, the healing potions for Super Martial Artists produced by our Qiao Pharmaceuticals have been jointly sanctioned by several countries! They claim our potions contain banned substances."

"Right now, multiple sales channels have been completely cut off. Many domestic media outlets are also jumping on the bandwagon and reporting on it. The situation isn't looking good."

"I understand." Wang Yanran's voice remained calm, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

"What exactly are the so-called 'banned substances' they mentioned? Have they provided an official testing report?"

"There is absolutely no authoritative testing report to back it up! They are deliberately targeting us!"

Qiao Xin's voice was filled with indignation.

"I wanted to ask President Ye how we should handle this. Should we publicly refute them, pull some strings, or... lower our prices to salvage the market?"

Wang Yanran fell silent for two seconds before saying with a firm tone,

"We can't make the call on this matter. We have to consult Ye Chuan."

"Qiao Xin, stabilize things inside the company first. Tell the PR department not to respond to any media inquiries for the time being to avoid saying the wrong thing and escalating the situation."

"Suspend the wrap-up work for the overseas channels. Once I report to Ye Chuan, I'll give you clear instructions."

"But... alright... I understand," Qiao Xin said.

Wang Yanran's tone left no room for doubt. "Just do as I say. I'll contact Ye Chuan right now."

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Wang Yanran didn't hesitate for a moment and immediately dialed Ye Chuan's number.

At this time, Ye Chuan was just leaving the movie theater with Lan Xiaoke and Bai Qianshuang.

When his phone rang, he saw the caller ID showed Wang Yanran and casually picked it up:

"Hello?"

"Ye Chuan, are you busy? There's something I need to tell you," Wang Yanran said.

"Qiao Xin just called me. She said our healing potions for Super Martial Artists have been jointly sanctioned by several countries under the pretext of containing banned substances. The domestic market is also experiencing some turbulence. She's asking how we should handle it."

"Oh? Sanctioned?"

Ye Chuan raised an eyebrow, his tone somewhat nonchalant.

Wang Yanran quickly added, "Qiao Xin said the other party hasn't provided an authoritative testing report. It seems they are deliberately targeting us."

"Currently, the company's opinions are to either publicly refute it, pull some strings, or lower prices to salvage the market. I've already told her to stabilize the situation first and wait for your instructions."

"Refute? Pull strings? Lower prices?" Ye Chuan chuckled, his tone indifferent.

"There's no need to go through all that trouble."

Wang Yanran was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "So..."

"Since they want to sanction us, we simply won't sell to them," Ye Chuan said.

"There isn't a second company on the entire market that can produce this kind of medicine. The Super Martial Artist squads of those countries can't maintain their combat power without our potions. Sanctioning us now is nothing more than an attempt to force our prices down or extort a hefty fine from us."

"Tell Qiao Xin to notify all overseas branches to immediately halt all potion sales and recall all unsold goods."

"The domestic market will operate as usual. Ignore those bandwagon reports," Ye Chuan said.

"Let them impose their sanctions. We'll see who panics first in the end."

Wang Yanran paused for a second before snapping back to reality. "Alright, I'll notify Qiao Xin to execute this immediately."

After he hung up the phone, Bai Qianshuang, who was beside him, asked, "What happened, Ye Chuan?"

"Nothing much, just a minor issue at the company." Ye Chuan gave a brief explanation.

Bai Qianshuang didn't quite understand. "I see..."

She didn't know much about business operations. Would doing this benefit those places imposing the sanctions?

"They simply think I value those markets highly. If we want to continue selling, we'd have to pay fines or something like that—it's probably something along those lines. They just want to squeeze a huge profit out of our pharmaceutical company," Ye Chuan said.

"Or perhaps, the medicine I sell is affecting the business of their domestic pharmaceutical companies. Whichever it is, it doesn't matter to me."

For Ye Chuan, refining pills every day was already troublesome enough. If they couldn't expand into the overseas market, he'd rather just drop it. He was already making more than enough money anyway, so there was absolutely nothing to worry about.

"Ye Chuan is so rich now," Lan Xiaoke blinked her eyes from the side.

"Can my allowance be increased a little bit?"

"Your allowance is already plenty," Ye Chuan said.

"Wuwuwu, but I have no money. The game recently released some pretty new outfits... I've already used up all the music box tokens I pulled." Lan Xiaoke looked at him with puppy-dog eyes.

"Tell you what, I'll give it to you once you break through."

"Break through again! If I keep breaking through like this, I'm going to become an Immortal Emperor!"

"Oh? That's great. Once you become an Immortal Emperor, won't this whole world be yours?"

"Hmph... I've clearly made you happy so many times."

"Didn't you get off plenty of times too?"

"..." Lan Xiaoke pitifully tugged at Bai Qianshuang's arm. "Qianshuang, Ye Chuan is bullying me."

Bai Qianshuang had no intention of spoiling Lan Xiaoke either. She simply said, "Xiaoke, you really have been slacking off on your cultivation lately."

Bai Qianshuang immediately adopted the demeanor of an Eldest Senior Sister, lecturing Lan Xiaoke that she couldn't be so lazy with her training.

Bai Qianshuang realized that Lan Xiaoke seemed much more suited for a cultivation method based on the harmony of Yin and Yang, rather than the Jade Void Art.

"Hmm..." The Jade Void Sect did have a similar cultivation method, but its whereabouts were currently a bit unknown.

Bai Qianshuang thought about it and decided to ask the Sword Spirit when she returned to the Profound Sky Continent.

"Ye Chuan." Just then, Bai Qianshuang suddenly spoke up.

"Hmm?"

"The Sword Spirit is very curious about this world. Can we bring her out?" Bai Qianshuang asked.

The Sword Spirit?

Ye Chuan remembered that Sword Spirit who looked exactly like Bai Qianshuang. It seemed that in order to cover for Bai Qianshuang, she had been moving around outside using Bai Qianshuang's appearance to draw the pursuit of the Qingyun Sect disciples.

But Ye Chuan was out of Tenant Cards.

"I can have her return to the sword," Bai Qianshuang said. After all, she was the spirit of her own weapon. Theoretically, she should be able to bring her out, right?

"Like that?" Ye Chuan pondered for a moment. That did seem to make sense.

If it was possible, they could certainly give it a try.

"Give it a try, though I can't guarantee if it will work or not," Ye Chuan said.

Bai Qianshuang nodded.

After the three of them returned home, they casually dragged Luo Xi into playing a few rounds of games before it was just about time to rest.

The night passed in a blur of passion.

...

The next day, Ye Chuan logged into the continent of Aether early in the morning.

"Time to work, let's keep pushing through the quests." Ye Chuan looked at the character on his phone, as he still remembered the matter concerning the Prince of Equal Rank.