In the blink of an eye, another semester had passed.
During this time, Ye Wen began compiling his own version of 'Compendium of Materia Medica'.
When he used to read novels, Ye Wen hadn't thought much of it. But now, looking back, Tang San's boldness was truly remarkable—crossing into an entirely new world yet still practicing medicine based on the theories of his previous one.
Fortunately, Tang San mainly focused on poisons; otherwise, there might have been medical mishaps.
After all, even those without medical knowledge had likely heard the saying, "Oranges grown in the south become bitter when transplanted to the north." The medicinal properties of plants could vary drastically depending on their environment.
However, Ye Wen always chose a secluded corner to write his pharmacopoeia. If Tang San were to discover such a treasure, he might impose some moral pressure on Ye Wen to share it.
If that happened, Ye Wen wasn't sure if he'd be able to resist calling out Tang San's hypocrisy and demanding his Xuantian Technique or risk provoking a fight that might draw out the hidden boss, Tang Hao.
Sigh, having powerful allies was great, but it was frustrating when their influence far outweighed his own.
During this semester, Ye Wen introduced Huo Yu'er to his family, and their relationship grew rapidly closer.
Though Ye Wen was slow to pick up on emotions, he wasn't blind. After nearly two years, Huo Yu'er's affection for him remained as strong as ever—far more mature than teenagers in Naruto who wanted to date at twelve.
It was no wonder this was called the continent of romance, completely disregarding any sense of adolescent logic.
Still, Ye Wen admitted that being loved so steadfastly felt wonderful. This only fueled his determination to build his career.
Also, once you started eating soft rice, it became hard to stop. (T/N: Eating soft rice means to rely on a woman to take care of you. Essentially a sugar mommy)
Though Ye Wen hated to admit it, after accepting help from the Huo family, he gradually found himself growing accustomed to it!
Was this still the independent version of himself?
Oh, well. In the past, no one had helped him, so he thought he was self-reliant. Now that he had powerful allies to lean on, who would willingly struggle alone?
Moreover, Ye Wen hadn't actively asked the Huo family for resources—he simply accepted their guidance. Though guidance from a Soul Sage was invaluable, since Ye Wen hadn't taken any tangible resources, he could proudly tell himself he wasn't—eating—soft—rice!
After all, how could seeking mentorship as a soul master be considered mooching?
Ye Wen constantly debated this with himself, throwing around complex terms, while his past self merely smiled knowingly, his inner thoughts growing increasingly amused.
During the second semester's vacation, aside from continuing his diligent cultivation, Ye Wen took Huo Yu'er to rural areas to observe and understand the most common ailments among ordinary civilians.
He had no choice—his funds were limited, so he aimed to treat the easiest and most prevalent illnesses with minimal resources.
Huo Yu'er, perceptive as always, seemed to understand Ye Wen's reasoning. Without hesitation, she pulled out a gold spirit coin card and handed it over.
???
Ye Wen stared at her, his face full of question marks, silently asking, 'What are you doing?'
But what bad intentions could a little girl possibly have?
Huo Yu'er, abandoning her usual aloof demeanor, looked at Ye Wen with innocent eyes and said:
"Ah Wen, this is my savings from over the years—10,000 gold spirit coins. I don't have much use for it right now, so let me lend it to you."
Ye Wen fell into a long silence.
Listen to what she just said!
Every word was clear, but the fact that a girl under ten years old had 10,000 gold spirit coins in pocket money… how alien did those numbers feel?
Let's not forget—this was 10,000 gold spirit coins, not 10,000 yuan from his past life!
While Ye Wen was still silent, Huo Yu'er swiftly shoved the card into his pocket before he could react.
Seeing this, Ye Wen fell into an even deeper silence. In two lifetimes, he had never seen someone force-feed soft rice like this.
Ye Wen tried to take the card out and return it, but before he could say anything, Huo Yu'er, leveraging the enhanced physical strength from her innate martial soul, firmly subdued him and declared:
"Hey, it's been two years already. Why are you still being so distant?
We're going to get married in the future, so why separate everything so clearly? What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. Isn't that nice?
Be a good boy and take the money. Otherwise, I'll get upset."
At that moment, Ye Wen froze.
There was no helping it. Though Huo Yu'er spoke gently, the silver patterns around her eyes revealed that she had already activated her martial soul.
After two years of knowing her, Ye Wen was well aware of this stance—Huo Yu'er was serious. If he didn't comply, not only would he be forced to swallow this soft rice, but he'd also get a beating.
It wasn't worth it. Really, it wasn't worth it.
Seeing Ye Wen accept her help, Huo Yu'er nodded in satisfaction.
Still, Ye Wen continued his research diligently. The difference now was that he could expand his product development plans.
However, Ye Wen failed to notice that after returning to her normal state, Huo Yu'er's face flushed red, and her breathing grew heavier.
"Though a stern teacher is nice, a compliant teacher is also so cute! Ahhh~"
Her past self kept dying, and every tomorrow brought a new version of her. Over time, Huo Yu'er's mindset began to twist.
A fiery determination burned in Huo Yu'er's eyes. The happiness of these past years made her want to stay in this world forever.
At this moment, Huo Yu'er realized it was time to stop slacking off. She needed to improve her cultivation and make this world her eternal garden.
Meanwhile, the weak, pitiful, and oblivious Ye Wen remained completely unaware of Huo Yu'er's twisted thoughts. After completing his research, he prepared to take the first step in his entrepreneurial journey.
The most common illnesses among ordinary people were naturally colds, fevers, and minor injuries.
However, Ye Wen had no intention of touching remedies for injuries.
After all, though the profession of soul master was prestigious, it often came with severe external wounds. Thus, medicines like wound-healing ointments existed in this world. Since healing soul masters were rare, clever individuals naturally sought solutions.
Moreover, during the frequent wars of recent years, such medicines had become military necessities among various nations.
With his current limited resources, Ye Wen couldn't compete in this field.
Soul masters generally had robust constitutions and rarely caught colds. Even if they did, their powerful martial souls allowed them to recover quickly. As a result, Douluo continent had no concept of cold medicine.
On the other hand, commoners lacked education, and hiring a healing soul master was prohibitively expensive. They usually chose to endure their illnesses, creating a market gap—one of Ye Wen's targets.
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