The Martial Doctor
Chapter 362 - 328: Ji Fei’Er vs. Yue Mei’Er
Outside the city, the estate.
A heavy snowfall draped the land in silver, turning the earth into a beautiful expanse of white.
At this estate, Yue Mei’Er was in charge. After Si Miaoxue no longer needed so many people, Yue Shisan was transferred back from Yingfeng Valley.
His cultivation had not only recovered but had advanced further.
The estate housed a colorless glassware manufacturing workshop, which was currently the Lin Clan’s most profitable venture and naturally required someone to guard it.
Ordinary masters couldn’t control the situation; it required someone at the Meridian Passage Realm.
The sugar purification workshop had already been moved to Li Hen City. This consumable product offered even more stable profitability.
It’s a long-lasting business.
Of course, glassware was still profitable too, but the high profits wouldn’t last long. The glassware was affordable only to rich people, and once the market was saturated, the only way forward would be through discount sales.
Luckily, the production capacity is currently impacted, so the high profits can continue for a while longer.
These two businesses were simply making a fortune.
Yue Mei’Er also began to understand why Lin Miao didn’t want to return to the Moon Worship Sect; by staying away, all this wealth was hers, and she could spend it as she wished.
If she returned, could these industries still be hers?
Things had just begun, and within the first year, they made hundreds of millions of silver taels; in the future, even if it’s not as good as the first year, the income would still be considerable.
Considering all the industries owned by the Moon Worship Sect, how much annual revenue would they have? It would have to be net profit, which probably wouldn’t be as much as this.
The Saint Heir of the Moon Worship Sect, the master of the moon palace, may look glamorous, but it’s not as free and satisfying as being the master of one’s own domain.
She felt that her current life was much more comfortable than in the moon palace; no one controlled her, she did as she wished, slept until naturally waking up, and didn’t worry about her cultivation progress. Every so often, she would seek out the young master, and her cultivation level effortlessly increased by leaps and bounds.
At this rate, she might have a chance to reach the pinnacle of the heavenly realm.
Judging by Si Miaoxue’s cultivation, she might advance to the heavenly realm before the age of thirty; advancing increases one’s lifespan.
This temptation is deadly to martial artists across the world, and the earlier one breaks through, the longer one theoretically lives.
Theoretically, a person’s lifespan is about two cycles, around one hundred and twenty years. In reality, very few live to a hundred; most live one cycle, affected by various factors.
And a person advancing to the heavenly realm at thirty has a different lifespan from one advancing at forty. As long as they don’t fall, masters of the heavenly realm can live beyond a hundred.
Historically, many masters of the heavenly realm have lived to be two hundred; some still alive today, including members of the four major surnames in the Moon Worship Sect.
The earlier the advancement, the longer one maintains their physical state and the longer their lifespan.
Who doesn’t want to live longer?
The young master is indeed formidable in that aspect, and who knows how many women will fall under his charm in the future, quite the little heartbreaker.
Under the lamp, Yue Mei’Er rests her chin on her hands, gazing at the drawing she personally crafted. It depicts a handsome young man, smiling, holding a book, looking at her.
The more she looked, the more mesmerized she became.
So what if he’s not the Saint Heir from back then; isn’t the one now even more excellent and captivating?
She really couldn’t entertain that thought, Yue Mei’Er sighed shyly.
"Mei’er, having spring fever!"
"Who’s there? Come out?" Yue Mei’Er was startled, leaping up and swiftly tucking the drawing into her chest, looking around and sharply asking.
"Haha, you’ve only been out for a year and already found your ideal man, happy to forget me as your sister?"
Yue Mei’Er relaxed her expression and let go of her guard; she recognized the voice: "Oh, it’s Fei’Er, Sister. Since you’re here, why not show yourself?"
A purple silhouette flickered, appearing before Yue Mei’Er. With apricot eyes, peach cheeks, skin as fair as snow, and hair tied up high, her eyes held a trace of aloofness, and her posture was upright, full of strength.
Her lips slightly curved with a faint smile, exuding an enchanting charm, every action radiating elegance and nobility.
Ji Fei’Er loved wearing purple clothes; thus, in the Moon Worship Sect, she had another name: Ji Ziyi, or she preferred to be called: the Purple-robed Witch.
"Fei’Er Sister, when did you arrive? Why not inform Mei’Er so she can prepare to welcome you..."
"Where’s that wretched Si Miaoxue?" Ji Fei’Er asked.
"Miaoxue Sister has been missing for almost a year; didn’t Fei’Er Sister know?" Yue Mei’Er asked wide-eyed.
"I know, but during that time, haven’t you sent someone to search for her?"
"Of course, I’ve searched for her, but if someone wants to hide, it’s hard to find them. Longchuan Canyon is Da Li’s northwestern martial arts forbidden area; I’m unfamiliar with the place, and just integrating the power Si Miaoxue left took a lot of effort. Besides, she lived her life there for ten years, coming and going from Longchuan Canyon countless times; if she wants to hide, who could find her?" Yue Mei’Er explained defensively.
"What about the Saint Heir? Wasn’t it said he was found; where is he?"
"Saint Heir..."
"Don’t think I can’t tell, Yue Mei’Er. You lost your chastity; was it the Saint Heir?" Ji Fei’Er looked at Yue Mei’Er and questioned.
"Saint Heir is currently in seclusion, cultivating."
"Seclusion, cultivating, take me to see him," Ji Fei’Er ordered directly.
"That’s impossible. The young master instructed that during his cultivation seclusion, no one should disturb him; if his practice gets disrupted, none of us can bear the consequences!" Yue Mei’Er replied.
"I just want to take a look from afar, not to disturb the Saint Heir’s cultivation. Is that okay?" Ji Fei’Er said.
Yue Mei’Er didn’t refuse, nodding her head. She knew that if she objected again, Ji Fei’Er would definitely become suspicious.
Ji Fei’Er was obsessed with martial arts, but she wasn’t stupid.
"Fei’Er, please follow me."
Yue Mei’Er put on a pink cloak, stepped into her velvet shoes, and walked gracefully ahead, leading the purple-clad Ji Fei’Er into the underground chamber of the manor.
Inside the underground tranquil room.
A young boy sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, meditating in cultivation, his breathing long and steady...
"Fei’Er, this is as far as you can go. Any more steps forward, and you’ll disturb the young master’s cultivation." Yue Mei’Er stopped and whispered.
"Isn’t the Saint Heir cultivating the Moon Attraction Chapter?" Ji Fei’Er frowned.
"How could I dare comment on what Heart Method the Saint Heir cultivates?"
"What cultivation level does the Saint Heir have now?"
"Upper Grade Blood Fusion Realm!"
"Seventeen years old, in the Upper Grade Blood Fusion Realm, and without the sect’s resources to aid him, that’s quite impressive. It seems the Saint Heir has high talent!" Ji Fei’Er nodded in acknowledgment.
"Indeed, the young master is a one-in-a-million talent." Yue Mei’Er proudly said, although Ji Fei’Er didn’t know she was not referring to the young boy meditating in the tranquil room.
"Fei’Er, let’s go back. I’ll arrange a place for you to stay."
"Okay." Ji Fei’Er didn’t suspect anything, as Yue Mei’Er didn’t evade and brought her over naturally.
Back in Yue Mei’Er’s living quarters.
"Fei’Er, you should have arrived earlier. Why were you delayed?" Yue Mei’Er poured Ji Fei’Er a cup of hot tea.
"I had some business to attend to in the middle, which caused the delay."
"Oh, so what’s your plan next, Fei’Er?" Yue Mei’Er took the opportunity to probe.
"I came here to bring the Saint Heir back to the sect, and secondly, to eliminate that traitor Si Miaoxue."
"Fei’Er, Miaoxue had her reasons for defecting..."
"Are you pleading on her behalf?" Ji Fei’Er gave Yue Mei’Er a sidelong glance, her tone cold and questioning.
"Long Po is her mentor. The monarch captured her for personal desires, throwing her into the Moon Demon Prison. If she didn’t escape, should she have offered herself willingly? Besides, she played a part in finding the Saint Heir..."
"I remember you didn’t get along with her since childhood. Why are you speaking for her now?"
"I was just putting myself in her shoes. If the monarch treated me like that, what would I do? Perhaps I would also leave like her."
"The day we were selected, our fate was sealed."
"But we were chosen for the Saint Heir, not for the monarch!" Yue Mei’Er retorted.
"So, you’re being defensive by stealing first?"
"Yes, I’m also afraid. If the monarch has excessive plans after we return, I don’t want to tie my life to someone on the brink of death!"
"Given your status, he wouldn’t go that far." Ji Fei’Er spoke coldly, with little respect for the Moon Worship Sect’s leader.
"To be safe, I need to act first. As long as I become the young master’s woman, he has no reason to pursue me. I heard the fourth sister was summoned by the monarch?" Yue Mei’Er retorted.
"Yes, but it didn’t succeed. She was taken back by the Yin Family." Ji Fei’Er nodded.
"See, if you weren’t of the Ji family, or else... wouldn’t he have pursued you too?" Yue Mei’Er said with contempt.
"He’s somewhat mad, but he’s still our monarch. We must obey."
"You want him to open the Moon Pool Sacred Land one last time before he dies, so you tolerate this without caring about our future?" Yue Mei’Er bitterly accused.
"Compared to opening the Moon Pool Sacred Land, everything is worth it." Ji Fei’Er said.
"Yes, but why should we be sacrificed?"
"Because you’ve been nurtured by the Holy Sect. If you gain, you must give. Do you not understand this principle?"
"But was all of this our choice?" Yue Mei’Er questioned.
In truth, they were selected from childhood, having no autonomy, passively enduring all this, only to now be made to serve an elder nearing death in their blossoming age.
And after this elder dies, they could not marry ever again, being bound to a life of loneliness.
Ji Fei’Er was an exception due to her physical condition.
If the Lord of the Moon Demon Prison, whom they called the monarch, insisted, the Ji family would likely not block him.
A young person in the Meridian Passage Realm in the Ji family was rare, but serving a man wasn’t impactful; they could just choose another woman from the clan for the Saint Heir.
"Mei’er, I want to try too." Ji Fei’Er suddenly said.
Yue Mei’Er was instantly wide-eyed and flabbergasted, completely unbelieving as she looked at Ji Fei’Er.
Such a "rebellious" statement came from Ji Fei’Er, whom she knew.