Published at 11th of April 2026 6:45 am

Chapter 2506: Shouzhe Digs a Pit to Bury the Prince (Part 4)

This chapter is updated by JustRead.pl

Speaking of which, Ji Yueer took out a list of spiritual medicines for acquisition.

Clearly, this was prepared in advance. The list consisted of low-level spiritual medicines, but the acquisition volume was vast.

After calculating the price and volume, Zhou Wenqiu’s heart couldn’t help but beat violently.

The demand was terrifying~

If they were to purchase according to this volume, the total amount would have to be calculated in Chaos Spirit Stones! Moreover, the price she offered wasn’t low at all. When converted, the profit from an acre of spirit medicine field was even higher than the profit from planting Spirit Rice in a normal year.

As a businessman, Zhou Wenqiu was naturally good at math. He rapidly calculated in his mind that if the Zhou Family planted a vast amount of spirit fields with low-level spiritual medicines, the acre yield in the next hundred years would surpass the yield from planting Spirit Rice by a large margin.

Especially with the current low price of Spirit Rice, planting spiritual medicines was very cost-effective.

The only problem was.

Planting spiritual medicines required time.

Take the example of a fifty-year-old Purple Leaf Dioscorea.

With a Level One spirit field and a dedicated Spirit Plant Master, it would take seventy or eighty years to meet the demand; even with a Level Two spirit field and some help from a Spirit Plant Master, it would take about thirty or forty years to mature.

However, if using a Level Three spirit field to cultivate it, it would take about ten years to achieve potency.

Purple Leaf Dioscorea is commonly planted in Level One and Level Two spirit medicine fields. Its growing cycle ranges from about thirty years at the shortest to seventy or eighty years at the longest. The longer the cycle, the greater the risk of uncertainty.

While Zhou Wenqiu was contemplating, Ji Yueer’s next words dispelled his doubts: "If Fuyun business firm is willing to help, we can prepay a twenty percent deposit; you definitely won’t be at a loss."

Zhou Wenqiu was exhilarated, though he blushed and said, "How can we accept this, Immortal, you’ve already helped us so much."

"In business, don’t be so polite," Ji Yueer chuckled lightly.

"Alright." Zhou Wenqiu patted his chest and promised, "Since it’s the Immortal’s request, we at Fuyun business firm will fully operate this matter. After all, right now the price of grain is too low, planting isn’t profitable, and many families want to plant more spiritual medicines. I dare guarantee that at least the families aligned with our Fuyun business firm will allocate a large amount of spirit fields to plant the spiritual medicines the Immortal needs. No family is foolish~ everyone knows what is profitable."

Hearing this, Ji Yueer’s heart was reassured.

She couldn’t help but feel admiration once again for Young Master Shouzhe’s profound and formidable strategy. Every step taken here had a deeper meaning.

Wen Yu Prince’s foolish provocation against the Young Master was simply a path to destruction.

As for the Fuyun business firm, it was just an ordinary collaborative partner to Ji Yueer among many. After secretly reaching a cooperation with Fuyun business firm, Ji Yueer immediately hurried to another location.

...

Around the same time.

Qingyang Immortal Mansion.

[Green Smoke Pavilion].

Green Smoke Pavilion, located deep within the Immortal Mansion, was not large in size but exquisitely beautiful, surrounded by serene and elegant scenery with a classy ambiance of winding paths leading to secluded places.

This pavilion occupies the most central position of Qingyang Immortal Mansion. It is the formation eye of the entire mansion and the place with the most intense spiritual energy, making it the best place for cultivation.

The former Eastern Sea Immortal King’s Consort was known for her beauty and literary talent, and she preferred quiet. During her residence in Sacred City, she often stayed in this Green Smoke Pavilion, and even after so many years, it still retained many traces of her presence.

The words "Green Smoke Pavilion" were personally chosen by her, and even the plaque at the entrance was inscribed by her hand.

Lu Qiu Qingyang didn’t have high demands for his residence, nor did he care much about the food and clothing, so when he moved in, he didn’t think about making any changes, thus keeping it mostly as it was before.

At this moment.

At the door of Lu Qiu Qingyang’s bedroom inside the Green Smoke Pavilion.

Sun Yumin returned from the training ground and saw two young girls holding Spirit Food as they wandered helplessly by Lu Qiu Qingyang’s door. She frowned involuntarily and said, "His Highness still isn’t eating?"

"Yes, Aunt Sun, please think of a way~ What are we to do if this continues?"

When they saw her, the two young girls immediately gathered around her as if she were their pillar, their expressions filled with worry.

Ever since Young Master Shouzhe came once, His Highness had locked himself in his room without coming out and hadn’t eaten any of the delivered Spirit Food. At night, while they stood guard, they occasionally heard His Highness crying and cursing inside.

It’s been almost a month, and they haven’t even seen His Highness’s face; they’re worried to death.

"This is not a solution; we need to come up with a way to persuade him." Aunt Sun also tightened her eyebrows, thinking of a method in her mind.

Unfortunately, she was a military officer, skilled in slaying enemies and training soldiers, but not good at comforting people.

Even though she wasn’t adept at this kind of situation, she had to brave through it.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to knock on the door and persuade Lu Qiu Qingyang, a cheerful female voice drifted over from not far away.

"Oh~ what’s going on here? Why do you all look so worried?"

Aunt Sun was taken aback, then her expression lit up as she quickly turned to look at the newcomer: "Qinghe sister, why are you here?"

In the adjoining corridor was a middle-aged beauty with delicate features and painted brows walking gracefully toward them. A breeze blew, and her light lavender dress swayed gently, enhancing her gentle and moving elegance.

This woman was named [Feng Qinghe], and she was the second butler of East Sea Immortal King Mansion’s inner residence.

Share