9: Chapter 9: Going Out to Buy Maids!

As the words fell, a tall and upright figure stepped into the hall.

The newcomer had sword-like eyebrows and eyes like stars, with a handsome face.

His skin possessed a luster like polished jade.

At first glance, he looked like a direct Disciple meticulously cultivated by some immortal sect.

His bearing was Bufan, making people involuntarily feel a sense of awe.

Attendant Lin looked up in surprise and doubt; which young talent of the Ye Family was this?

How had he never seen him before?

Ye Kaishan was also stunned for a moment before speaking.

“Changge? Why are you here?”

Changge? Ye Changge?

Attendant Lin was astonished. Studying him carefully, he finally recognized him from the familiar contours of his eyes and brows.

Isn't this the eldest Young Master of the Ye Family who has no Spiritual Root?

But this appearance and temperament are completely different from before!

“I was wondering who it was.”

Attendant Lin was uncertain in his heart, but his face turned cold as he gave a sneer.

“So it's the eldest Young Master Ye. What big talk! Since the Ye Family doesn't welcome this old man, I shall take my leave!”

With that, he flicked his sleeve and stood up, making a move to leave.

Ye Kaishan instinctively wanted to stop him, but was restrained by Ye Changge.

Only after Attendant Lin's angry figure disappeared outside the door did Ye Kaishan sigh and rub his brow.

“Changge, you child... this is just great. Regarding the shop at White Bird Market...”

“Where are we going to find another Talisman Master to oversee it on such short notice?”

“Why bother looking for another?”

Ye Changge walked to his father's side, his expression calm.

“I will go.”

“You'll go?”

Ye Kaishan looked at him and said helplessly.

“Changge, your mother told me that you can draw First-Tier Low Grade Talismans now, which is very rare. But over at the market, First-Tier Low Grade Talismans are just the most common goods.”

“They won't attract Cultivators who have real needs. We still need Medium Grade or even the occasional High Grade Talisman to maintain appearances...”

Ye Changge didn't say much, directly reaching into his robes and pulling out a thick stack of Talismans.

He placed them on the tea table in front of his father.

Ye Kaishan's voice came to an abrupt halt.

His gaze fell upon the stack of Talismans, and his pupils contracted slightly.

The paper of these Talismans shimmered with spiritual light, and the cinnabar lines were fluid and contained Qi.

They were clearly all First-Tier Medium Grade Talismans!

At a rough glance, there were at least twenty or thirty of them!

His son definitely didn't have the money to buy these Talismans.

“These... these are?”

Ye Kaishan's throat felt a bit dry.

“As Father sees.”

Ye Changge gave a slight smile.

“These were all drawn by me in my spare time. First-Tier Medium Grade Talismans are not a difficult matter for me. Therefore, Father can rest assured letting me oversee the White Bird Market.”

Hearing these words from Ye Changge, Ye Kaishan was completely stunned.

Shock, utter shock.

He picked up the stack of Talismans.

He flipped through them one by one, his eyes widening more with every page.

The lines were fluid, and spiritual light was contained within.

Not a single one was a failed Talisman; they were all top-quality goods among First-Tier Medium Grade Talismans!

This son of his... when did he secretly practice such a skill in Talismans?!

Hadn't he only just drawn Qi into his body not long ago?

“Changge, you...”

Ye Kaishan opened his mouth, for a moment not knowing what to say.

“Father, I said it before, everything I do is for the Ye Family.”

Ye Changge once again brought out this 'universal reason'.

His gaze was sincere and perfectly justified.

Ye Kaishan looked at the Talismans, then at his son whose temperament had changed greatly.

Finally, he let out a long breath.

He nodded slowly, his voice carrying emotion and pride.

“Good... good! Since my son has such ability, I am naturally at ease! The Talisman shop at White Bird Market is yours to handle! However, you must be careful in all things!”

“Thank you, Father!”

Ye Changge was delighted, a smile appearing on his face.

Leaving the discussion hall, Ye Changge returned to his own courtyard with a light step.

He called his four wives—Xiao Cui, Liu Xiaoxing, Liu Xiaoyue, and Jiang Wanqing—before him.

He told them about his upcoming departure to oversee the shop at White Bird Market.

Upon hearing this, the four wives were all somewhat dejected.

After these days of affection growing over time, the four wives had already fallen deeply in love with him.

At this moment, they were all reluctant to see him go.

“Alright, alright, your husband is just going to oversee the shop, it's not like I won't be back.”

Ye Changge's heart softened as he went to comfort them one by one.

He held Xiao Cui, kissed Xiao Xing, pinched Xiao Yue's cheek, and finally gave Sister Wanqing a light peck on the corner of her mouth.

“Take good care of yourselves at home and look after the children. I am going to earn Spirit Stones to buy you gifts.”

“Husband~” the four said in unison.

“Rest assured, I will be back soon.”

After a good deal of gentle words, he finally managed to get the four wives to relax their worried brows.

Early the next morning.

Ye Changge picked up the luggage his wives had packed for him and prepared to set off.

Before he left, Ye Kaishan was still worried after all and specifically called over a cousin from the clan, Ye Changfeng, to accompany him.

Ye Changfeng was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old with a simple and honest face.

However, his build was extremely burly, his muscles bulging beneath the clan robes.

His cultivation was at the Fifth Level of Qi Refining, but he followed the path of a Body Cultivator.

It was said he had bones of iron and skin of bronze, possessing immense strength, with actual combat power comparable to a Late Stage of Qi Refining Cultivator.

“Brother Changge, with me on the road, you can rest easy!”

Ye Changfeng patted his solid chest, his voice booming.

“Then I'll be in your care, Brother Changfeng.”

Ye Changge smiled and cupped his hands.

The two of them set off together, leaving the Ye Family of Biluo Lake and heading towards White Bird Market.

Perhaps blessed by good luck, the journey was peaceful.

They didn't encounter the legendary Bandit Cultivators blocking the path, nor did they run into any brainless Cultivators who would jump out specifically to mock them.

Just like that, they smoothly arrived at White Bird Market.

White Bird Market was built upon a small Spiritual Vein.

Looking from afar, it was shrouded in mist, with pavilions and towers faintly visible.

The perimeter of the market was covered by a transparent light shield, which was the protective array.

After paying an entry fee of five Low-Grade Spirit Stones each, the two of them passed through the light curtain and entered the market.

The clamor of voices, the dazzling array of shops, and Cultivators dressed in all sorts of styles immediately greeted them.

“Brother Changfeng, I'll go wander around a bit first to familiarize myself with the environment.”

Ye Changge said, rubbing his hands.

Seeing that they had arrived at the market, Ye Changfeng nodded.

“Alright, Brother Changge, be careful yourself.”

The two temporarily parted ways.

Ye Changge seemed to be strolling aimlessly, but in fact, he had a clear goal, his eyes scanning the shop signs on both sides of the street.

“In the Cultivation World... there should be places specifically for selling maids and servants, right?”

He thought to himself.

After wandering for about fifteen minutes, his gaze stopped in front of a three-story building.

A plaque hung over the entrance with three words written on it: Baifang Tower.

The name sounded just right!

Moreover, Cultivators would emerge from the door from time to time, followed by one or two submissive maids.

Ye Changge straightened his robes and walked in with his head held high.

Just as he entered the door, a well-trained maid came forward to greet him, a professional and sweet smile on her face.

“Welcome to Baifang Tower, Young Master. I wonder if you are looking to select a Cauldron that suits your heart, or if you need a clever and sensible maid?”

Her voice was soft and her words were direct.

Ye Changge’s expression remained unchanged.

“A maid, with a clean background, and she must possess a Spiritual Root.”

When the maid heard the words “possess a Spiritual Root” and saw Ye Changge's exceptionally handsome appearance and bearing, her eyes immediately lit up, and her smile became even more enthusiastic.

This was definitely a big client!

“Young Master, please follow me to the second-floor private room for a detailed discussion.” The maid stepped aside to lead the way, her posture respectful.