"Help me?"

After hearing these words, Li Caimei couldn't help but be stunned.

In fact, from the beginning, she knew Ying Wuji's intentions in approaching her.

Ying Wuji even told her directly.

The body of Kun Cheng!

Actually, she quite liked Ying Wuji's honesty, but in the days they spent together, she tried her best to avoid this topic.

It seemed that as long as she didn't mention it, they were just simple friends.

And Ying Wuji was not a hostage from another country causing trouble, he was just a young man who climbed over the wall to make his loved one happy.

This unreal innocence was instantly shattered, leaving her with a sense of loss.

"Oh, thank you..."

Li Caimei lowered her eyebrows and sat back on the stone stool, sighing lightly.

"Huh?"

Ying Wuji was a bit confused, not knowing what she was thinking.

I haven't even said that I want to marry two people, why is she getting emotional so early?

He sat across from Li Caimei. "Tang Tang..."

"Yeah!"

Li Caimei responded softly, her gaze drifting, looking absent-minded.

But seeing Ying Wuji's slightly nervous appearance, that feeling of loss diminished. It turned out that he also disliked these practical matters.

She pursed her lips and forced a smile. "Just say whatever you want to say. You must have prepared a lot to say. How can you stop after just one sentence?"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath.

"I'm not being fickle, I'm just heartbroken. My heart has broken into two pieces, one piece is occupied by you, and the other piece is occupied by another princess."

This was the line he had rehearsed many times.

He was very familiar with it during the mirror rehearsal.

But when the words came out, he stumbled, "I'm heartbroken..."

Huh?

What was the original line again?

The first time he made a declaration as a scumbag.

I'm really panicking!

Li Caimei was taken aback. "Ah..."

She raised her head and happened to meet Ying Wuji's panicked gaze.

He...he said he was heartbroken because he saw me in pain?

"Why are you heartbroken?"

"I, I..."

Ying Wuji struggled for a moment and gave up. After all, it was difficult to say such scumbag lines.

When he said it to "Zhao Ling" before, they at least had the excuse of her disguising as a man.

Now, in front of Tang Tang, how could he say it?

And Tang Tang had always lived in the deep palace, how could she have the same patriotic feelings as "Zhao Ling"?

If he said it, she would probably be sad!

He let out a sigh. "It's nothing, I just don't want to see you locked up here. So I want to save you, but the way to save you may not be acceptable to you. In short, I'm quite selfish..."

"I understand!"

Li Caimei couldn't help but smile. Seeing his cautious appearance, her frustration disappeared.

Selfish?

Of course, he was selfish!

Who in this world would remain indifferent when faced with the body of Kun Cheng?

He could have lived peacefully, but he had to make a scene at the Hundred Family Banquet a few days ago just to gain more bargaining chips for negotiations with the King of Li.

If it was just that, she might have hated Ying Wuji's reality.

But Ying Wuji had said before that he would respect her choice.

She thought for a moment and asked the most crucial question, "You won't force me, right?"

"Of course not!"

Ying Wuji felt a bit despised. "Feelings need to be cultivated slowly. If the feelings are not there yet, and I still force you, wouldn't that be treating you like livestock? Besides, except for the title, you don't have to worry about anything if you don't like it."

Li Caimei: "..."

A feeling of joy spread in her heart.

If that was the case, it would indeed be the best future she could have.

Although Zhao Ning had said before that as long as she secured the throne, she would be given freedom.

But because of her own little tantrum, persuading Zhao Ning to save Ying Wuji indirectly opened the prelude to the reform of the Li Kingdom. It seemed that she would have to stay in the deep palace for at least ten years.

If Ying Wuji could really keep his promise.

Then she would at least gain some freedom in these ten years.

But...

She couldn't figure out how Ying Wuji planned to save her and what excuse he would use to negotiate with the King of Li.

After all, it sounded absurd to give away the position of the Crown Princess.

But Ying Wuji seemed confident. He clearly knew that he was the Crown Princess and knew about the body of Kun Cheng. It seemed that he really had a plan.

She couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you can persuade His Majesty?"

Ying Wuji smiled proudly. "Don't worry! I've already persuaded him."

Li Caimei was surprised. "Really?"

Ying Wuji nodded. "Of course it's true. Can't I deceive you? But there are too many important matters now. After I come out of the bandit's tomb, I will settle the marriage! But...are you willing?"

Li Caimei: "..."

This is too outrageous!

He actually has a way to take the Crown Princess away from the King of Li.

How did he do it?

Li Caimei really couldn't understand.

But thinking back, although Zhao Ning didn't mention it directly, it seemed that he was also trying to make this happen.

She didn't know how many benefits Ying Wuji had given to the Li royal family, but even if he had given so much, he still didn't force her.

Her eyes became slightly moist. "As long as you can keep your promise, I'm willing no matter how you arrange it."

"Yeah!"

Ying Wuji finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Willing no matter how you arrange it." It seemed that as long as he could save her from the deep palace and not force her, everything would be fine.

He silently calculated in his heart. With the merits he had achieved, even if he insisted on marrying Tang Tang, the probability of Zhao Ji refusing should not be that high. After all, as long as the reform could proceed smoothly, Tang Tang's powerful personal strength would not be that important.

But Tang Tang was an unparalleled genius, practicing the Widow's Cultivation Technique. Her cultivation would definitely decline after losing her virginity.

So, he had to be cautious.

Anyway, he was destined to enter the bandit's tomb, so it would be better to discuss it after coming out.

Moreover, at that time, the important ministers sent by the Kingdom Qian to negotiate the marriage should have arrived as well.He drew a portrait of Tang Tang in front of him!

He didn't believe that Zhao Ji would still refuse in this way.

When he married two princesses, one literary and one martial, he would be able to cultivate feelings with Tang Tang, even if he didn't pursue her too much in the early stages. After all, they were getting along well now.

Once the small days passed, they would have a child.

Wouldn't his position be stable then?

Thinking of these things, the corners of Ying Wuji's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Li Caimei saw his appearance and couldn't help but scoff, "Look at how proud you are! I haven't..."

"Not proud, not proud!"

Ying Wuji immediately denied it, "Still need to work hard, still need to work hard..."

Li Caimei rolled her eyes at him, unable to hide the gratitude and happiness in her eyes. But soon, she had some worries, "You said before that this bandit's grave was a trap set by the Zhou royal family against the descendants of Zhuanxu. Why do you still want to go in? Aren't you afraid of danger?"

"Danger is also for future considerations. Are you still a man if you're afraid of danger?"

"Oh..."

Li Caimei couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart. Her eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, and she was a little afraid to meet his gaze.

Ying Wuji smiled mischievously, "Are you worried about me?"

"No..."

Li Caimei subconsciously wanted to refute, but then she realized that there was nothing to refute. She raised her head and raised her eyebrows at him, "I am worried about you. You must come back alive, or else there will be no one to save me from this ghost place."

Ying Wuji sighed lightly, "So my only significance to you is to leave this ghost place."

"Not only that."

"Oh? What else?"

"There is..."

Li Caimei hummed, her eyes softened a bit, and she took off a red knot from her fair neck.

There was a yin-yang fish jade pendant hanging on the knot. She gently separated the yin fish and yang fish.

She strung the yang fish together with the red string and glared at Ying Wuji, "Come here, let me put it on for you."

Ying Wuji was a little curious, "What is this?"

Li Caimei took a deep breath, "This is the Yin-Yang Unity Pendant. The person who wears the yin fish and yang fish will have their true energy connected. If one side is injured, no matter how far apart they are, the other side will share half of the damage. If you wear it, it's like having an extra life."

Ying Wuji suddenly felt like he was sitting by the bonfire in the middle of a cold winter. This was too warm!

But he still hesitated, "This is too precious..."

"You, don't be proud! I'm just worried that you won't be able to come out, and there will be no one to save me from this ghost place!"

Li Caimei glared at him, her tone a bit fierce, "Lower your head! Let me put it on for you! Don't dawdle like a woman!"

As she spoke, she took a step forward.

The two of them were less than a foot apart, close enough to hear each other's heartbeat.

Li Caimei was not as tall as Zhao Ning, only reaching Wuji's nose. They stood close together, getting closer to his chest, and the sound of their heartbeats pounding like drums made his ears feel hot.

But when she looked up and saw Ying Wuji still hesitating, she tiptoed and tried to put the knot around his neck.

Ying Wuji instinctively tilted his body back, causing Li Caimei to glare at him. She raised her tiptoes even higher and quickly hung it around his neck.

However, the movement was a bit violent, and in her panic, she lost her balance and leaned forward, pressing against Ying Wuji's chest. Her hands grabbed onto his clothes around his waist.

"Ah!"

She exclaimed and quickly took several steps back.

Feeling the touch just now and the warmth from the yang fish on his chest, Ying Wuji couldn't help but smile, "Thank you!"

"I should be thanking you!"

"Alright!"

"I'm tired!"

"You should hurry up and leave!"

Li Caimei pushed him and directly pushed him under the pumpkin vine in the corner of the wall.

Ying Wuji's mouth slightly curled up as he used the Earth Escape technique. When he was halfway through, he suddenly stopped and looked at her with a smile, "Your face seems a bit strange."

"Nonsense!"

Li Caimei squatted down, quickly activated her true energy, and directed her blood and qi elsewhere. She pointed to her own pretty face, "You tell me, what's strange about it!"

"I was mistaken, it's not your face that's strange."

"Then what's strange?"

"Strangely beautiful..."

"..."

Li Caimei rolled her eyes at him, "You're so cheesy!"

Ying Wuji felt a bit awkward. He couldn't say too many cheesy lines, or else he would really become immune to them.

He smacked his lips, "Then I'll go!"

"Um... Be careful!"

Li Caimei watched as Ying Wuji disappeared into the ground.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, clutching the yin fish on her chest and feeling the pounding of her heartbeat.

This jade pendant was given to her by Li Caitan.

Back then, Li Caitan accidentally obtained the inheritance of the Yin-Yang School's master. In addition to learning the Mixed Yuan True Qi, she also obtained this Yin-Yang Unity Pendant. In addition to sharing damage, it also had the effect of assisting in dual cultivation through the fusion of yin and yang.

The two sisters had a deep bond, but such a good thing couldn't be given casually.

At that time, Li Caimei was also a little envious of this Unity Pendant, but she didn't feel comfortable asking Li Caitan for it.

Until later, when Li Caitan returned from her travels, there was only the yin fish left on her chest. According to what she said, she came back to do something very dangerous, but with her beloved carrying the yang fish, she dared to do anything, no matter how dangerous.

And then, she did encounter danger.

But the yang fish didn't help share the damage at all.

Even if Li Caitan was blinded by love, she knew what was going on. In despair, she endured her severe injuries and used her magic to summon back the yang fish. Before being captured, she gave this Yin-Yang Pendant to Li Caimei.

"Caimei, remember, don't be foolish and give the pendant to that man until you are sure he truly loves you."

That was the last thing her sister said to her.

Li Caimei sighed lightly, "I don't know if he truly loves me, but I think he should keep his promise. He is too dangerous, and I want him to come back alive. Hoo..."

She let out a gentle breath.

She remembered her sister's other words: When your heartbeat is particularly fast, your judgments are often inaccurate. At this time, you must be rational."I'm tired of being rational, I don't want to be rational."

Li Caimei put the jade pendant into her clothes and stood up from the pumpkin vine, humming a tune as she walked back to her room.

She was in a good mood tonight.

She was sure to have a good dream.

...

Shangmo Bookstore.

Ying Wuji emerged from the ground and checked the time. It had already been fifteen minutes, but his heart was still pounding.

"What the hell?"

"I'm in love?"

He pulled down the corners of his slightly upturned mouth.

Because he knew that the main reason Tang Tang gave him the jade pendant was definitely because she hoped he would come back alive and save her.

"Don't fall in love, brain!"

"Don't fall in love, brain!"

"But... is there anything else besides this?"

Ying Wuji shook his head and temporarily put aside this thought, but it still occasionally resurfaced, the feeling of her gently leaning against his chest.

For a moment, his heart felt itchy.

It had been two months since he last had any intimate encounters with women.

Just endure a little longer!

After coming out of the tomb, he would be able to get married.

Damn it!

Why did it feel like a flag?

Feeling annoyed and restless, he had already returned to his bedroom and took off his outer clothes, diving into the bed.

But he didn't expect that there was a soft little thing in the bed.

"You're back, young master!"

"What the hell!"

Ying Wuji was startled and quickly pulled Bai Zhi out of the bed.

The little maid had no sense of restraint at all and leaned against Ying Wuji's body, excitedly saying, "Young master, young master, I've learned a lot of intermediate spells."

So she came to show off!

But did she have to crawl into his bed?

"I originally wanted to tell you as soon as possible, but I couldn't find you in your room, so I had to wait here."

"Then you could have just sat down, why crawl into my bed?"

"I'm sleepy..."

"You seem very energetic!"

"I was sleepy at first, but then I became more energetic as I lay down!"

While Bai Zhi was speaking, she excitedly danced around and rubbed against Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji was very angry and felt that the timing was right.

Originally, this little girl said she wanted to serve him in bed.

And after learning about the wedding news, she even volunteered to be his trial concubine.

And now she was causing trouble at such a sensitive time.

Woman!

You're playing with fire!

He casually stripped off Bai Zhi's training clothes, leaving only the loose undergarments.

Although there was no light in the room, the moonlight outside was bright, making the visual impact even stronger, and his actions became rough.

"Young master, don't interrupt!"

Bai Zhi's voice sounded annoyed.

"Huh?"

Ying Wuji was confused for a moment.

Bai Zhi wrinkled her delicate nose. "You haven't even asked me what intermediate spells I've learned."

"Oh..."

Ying Wuji looked at her inviting appearance, his hands that were about to undo her undergarments suspended in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

This sentence completely threw him off.

By this point, the atmosphere was already here. Wasn't it inappropriate to say such things?

But looking at their current situation, with the two of them so close, why did the atmosphere feel like one was at the equator and the other at the pole?

He was a little confused.

Bai Zhi looked at his hands and couldn't help but feel a little shy. "Young master, I've always been yours. You don't have to rush."

"Ah!"

Ying Wuji finally relaxed and moved his hands away from her undergarments.

Although he still felt a bit out of sync, discussing this topic at this time was a bit strange.

But just asking a question shouldn't be difficult to continue the deadly rhythm later.

After all, this little maid had always had a magical way of thinking, not just for a day or two.

He collected himself. "So, what intermediate spells have you learned?"

Bai Zhi's pretty face blushed, her expression carrying a hint of shyness, but more excitement. She proudly said, "Embryonic Transformation, Instant Blossom, Mastery of the Five Thunders, as well as the invisibility of the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends, and I've also learned the Dragon Capture Hand."

"..."

What the hell?

She learned five intermediate spells in just a few days of seclusion?

What kind of monster was she?

No... from her bloodline, Bai Zhi was indeed a monster.

But what kind of monster had such an outrageous talent?

What was the true nature of his mother's clan?

Could it be that he had captured the daughter of the Demon King?

Bai Zhi grabbed the clothes around Ying Wuji's waist. "Young master, am I amazing? Praise me!"

"Amazing..."

Ying Wuji felt a bit numb. Both Bai Zhi's talent and her ambiguous actions made him feel numb.

His hands trembled as he reached out again.

But Bai Zhi continued to babble, "In fact, besides the Confucian and Legalist spells, I can understand everything else. As long as I have some time, I can definitely learn them all."

"Amazing!"

Ying Wuji instinctively agreed, suddenly feeling that something was off. "What did you say?"

Bai Zhi complained, "I said my period came, so I couldn't enter a meditative state, otherwise I would have learned them all!"

"Right, right!"

Ying Wuji subconsciously echoed, suddenly feeling that something was wrong. "What did you say came?"

Bai Zhi said indignantly, "My period came, otherwise I would have learned them all!"

"..."

Ying Wuji's hands froze in mid-air, his expression blank, as if he had lost his soul.

Bai Zhi looked worried. "Young master, what's wrong with you?"

Ying Wuji had no expression on his face. "It's nothing..."

"I'm done talking!"

Bai Zhi lowered her head shyly. "Young master, can I serve you now?"

Ying Wuji pushed her away. "No need!"

"Huh?"

Bai Zhi became anxious. "Why not? You already promised me, are you going back on your word?"She was really anxious.

If she didn't take action now.

What if the palace maid sent by the princess snatched the opportunity?

That palace maid would definitely spread the news that the young master is incapable.

Ying Wuji's mouth twitched: "You're having your period, how can you serve me?"

Bai Zhi was puzzled: "What's the connection?"

Ying Wuji: "???"

After a struggle, Ying Wuji pushed Bai Zhi out of the room, and also gave her the essence, energy, and spirit of the three Mohist techniques.

And he scared her, if she couldn't refine them before entering the tomb, she would never be able to serve him in bed.

Bai Zhi was furious and complained that the young master didn't keep his word, but in order to serve him as soon as possible, she could only go back to her room and refine the three techniques.

"This is so unfair!"

Ying Wuji was so angry that he pounded the bed. It was one thing that this little girl had a strange way of thinking, but she didn't even understand something like this.

And she still wanted to be a personal maid?

Just endure a few more days, and I'll give you a position...

Forget it!

Ying Wuji turned around and lay on the bed, his mind wandering for a long time before he fell asleep.

...

The next morning.

"Wuji! Wake up!"

Hua Chao's voice was gentle, and she didn't even knock on the door.

"Ah!"

Ying Wuji rubbed his head, put on his clothes haphazardly, and went out with two dark circles under his eyes.

Hua Chao wouldn't disturb his sleep usually, so if she called him, there must be something important to do.

He opened the door.

And found Hua Chao looking at him with a strange expression.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "Hua Chao, what's wrong?"

Hua Chao smiled gently, "Nothing, Master Wu is waiting for you in the back hall, don't keep him waiting!"

"Master Wu?"

Ying Wuji was a little puzzled. Although he promised to visit the Mohist Guild yesterday, he should at least wait until after the tomb raid. This Master Wu... seemed to be in a hurry.

He subconsciously became wary, after all, the identity of the master who leaked the secrets of the Wai Wo Sect to me had not been discovered yet.

It's better to be cautious.

But the bookstore was obviously safer than the Mohist Guild, and there was no need to guard against thieves like that.

"I'll freshen up and go right away!"

"Well, hurry up!"

Hua Chao watched him quickly return to his room, her expression somewhat worried.

Bai Zhi made quite a commotion last night.

She didn't hear the details, but she knew the result: Bai Zhi was kicked out.

Could it be...

Is it really as rumored?

Is Wuji really incapable?

If that's the case, what should we do if the palace maid sent by the princess finds out?

If the marriage alliance fails, Wuji will be back in a dangerous situation like before.

But on the other hand, if the marriage alliance fails, what about me...

She shook her head.

No! I can't have such absurd thoughts.

Luo Ming seemed to have said that Luo Yan had been taking medicine to nourish his body recently, and in a few days, he would have to give Wuji a few doses to nourish him.

Yes!

That's it.

Fifteen minutes later.

Ying Wuji changed into clean clothes and came to the back hall of the bookstore with a radiant look.

This place is usually where he discusses business with his friends, but recently, their business discussions have almost come to an end, so it has been idle and used to entertain important guests.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Master Wu resting with his eyes closed, with Wu Dan and Zhai Yun standing behind him, as well as a group of Mohists who looked somewhat thin but had a gleam in their eyes. They were obviously not ordinary people.

"Young man Ying Wuji, I've seen Master Wu!"

"Marquis doesn't need to be so polite!"

Master Wu's voice was very calm, but his gaze at Ying Wuji was strange.

Most of it was appreciation, but there was always a hint of disdain.

It's not surprising.

When Zhai Yun deduced during the Hundred Schools Conference, this kid instigated a change in the rules of the Mohist School.

Although the instigation had some truth to it, this kind of thinking was dangerous and almost undermined the foundation of the Mohist Guild.

How could he not be angry?

Ying Wuji also understood the meaning of this gaze, nodded to the Mohists, and then smiled and helped Master Wu back to his seat.

"Master Wu came to visit me early in the morning, I'm really flattered!"

"Stop flattering!"

Master Wu rubbed his wooden crutch and looked at Ying Wuji, "Tell me, will you really give priority to the Mohist Guild when arranging official positions in the future?"

"That's for sure. It's a promise from His Majesty. How could he go back on his word? Besides, it's when the Mohist disciples will be contributing."

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"That's good!"

Master Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He naturally didn't think Zhao Ji was a person who went back on his word.

It's just that the results of the Mohist School's deduction during the conference were really bad, only slightly better than the demonic cults like the Wai Wo Sect. He was really worried that Zhao Ji would look down on the Mohist School. After all, in recent years, the Mohist School has become more and more marginalized, which is an undeniable fact.

Even the two techniques of essence and energy were brought out for the conference just to save face.

He leaned in a little closer, lowered his voice, and asked, "What do you mean by 'using Mohism as the foundation'?"

Ying Wuji asked back, "Doesn't Master already know?"

"I've guessed some!"

Master Wu shook his head, "But I still want to hear your thoughts."

Ying Wuji smiled and pretended to be afraid, "Master Wu, are you planning not to join the Academy if it endangers the foundation of the Mohist Guild?"

Master Wu fell silent for a moment and answered exceptionally honestly, "The Mohist Guild is the foundation of Mohism. If joining the Academy means destroying the foundation of the guild, I will never agree!"

"But Master signed a contract with His Majesty!"

"The contract was signed by me, and I will go to His Majesty and commit suicide to apologize!"

"..."

Ying Wuji looked at his sincere expression and knew that this master was not lying.

A cultivator at the Wushen Realm, if he said he would commit suicide, he would definitely commit suicide.

Absolutely no falsehood.

Now he understood why Master Wu came so urgently, it turned out to be for this matter.He thought for a moment and smiled, "The Academy is just inviting Mohist students to join, not poaching from the Mohist Association. Mohists must abide by the rules of the Association, and we have no reason to obstruct. But at the same time, there is one thing I need Master Wu to promise me."

"What is it?"

"I know that according to the Mohist rules, all personal wealth belongs to the Association. If a Mohist disciple becomes an official, they will also be an official of the Great Li. Therefore, besides their salary, they cannot bring anything to the Mohist Association. They also cannot do anything that harms the national interest for the sake of the Association while holding an official position."

"Naturally!"

Master Wu was a little angry, "All the Mohists in our Association have high moral character. If the official position cannot be reconciled with the Association, they should give up the official position first and fight for the Association as a Mohist."

Ying Wuji: "..."

He certainly agreed with this statement.

But for his father-in-law, the Association was indeed an unstable factor. No wonder the rulers of various countries did not like the Mohists. After all, even if you retire from your official position, regardless of your political achievements, at least some people will support you. If you resign from your official position and oppose the government, even if you take away a follower, it is something the government does not want to see!

These Mohists were fanatical.

Fanatical people are the most dangerous.

He pursed his lips, "With Master's words, I can rest assured."

Master Wu urged impatiently, "Tell me quickly, what do you mean by 'using Mohism as the foundation'?"

Ying Wuji no longer hesitated and said directly, "Respecting the virtuous, uniting the people, defying fate, and understanding the laws of nature. These are the foundations of a strong nation, and the Academy will definitely adhere to them, regardless of whether they come from Mohism or not!"

Respecting the virtuous: Not distinguishing between high and low, only recognizing talent.

Uniting the people: Uniting the whole country, promoting benefits and eliminating disadvantages.

Defying fate: Not believing in destiny, striving hard.

Understanding the laws of nature: Perceiving the natural world, mastering its rules.

These four ideologies are timeless, no matter what era they are in.

But Master Wu frowned, "So you think that we Mohists should abandon other ideologies? Is there something wrong with universal love and non-aggression? Frugality and simplicity..."

"No, no, no!"

Ying Wuji quickly waved his hand. This old man was particularly narrow-minded when it came to his beliefs. If he wasn't careful, he would become argumentative.

He hurriedly explained, "I'm not saying that these are wrong. What I mean is that these ideals are too high and ordinary people find it difficult to achieve them. Not to mention ordinary people, even talented young people like me can't reach them!"

Master Wu looked at him disdainfully. He didn't deny Ying Wuji's talent, but this kid was too cunning.

People who only think about their own interests in everything are the most difficult to train as Mohists.

You call yourself "talented", aren't you ashamed?

Ying Wuji's face didn't turn red, "Master, think about it! The Mohists in the Association are all determined individuals, and they are usually frugal and thrifty. But the common people already live a difficult life. They work hard just to have thirty acres of land and a cow, a warm bed for their wife and children. If you turn around and say, 'Work hard, and after that, come to the Mohist Association, let's cultivate together,' who can bear that?

Of course, I'm not saying that people shouldn't have higher aspirations. I'm just saying that if most people become ordinary people, the whole country will have more motivation to progress.

Master, don't you think this makes sense?"

"It does make some sense!"

Master Wu also came from the lower class and could deeply empathize with Ying Wuji's words.

But he was still somewhat disappointed, "But if that's the case, then compared to other schools of thought, what will be left of Mohism? Is it wrong to advocate universal love and non-aggression? Frugality and simplicity..."

"No, no!"

Ying Wuji shook his head and smiled, "That's not the case. Mohism has one advantage that no other school of thought can compare to!"

"Oh? Tell me!"

Master Wu's eyes lit up. The performance of the Mohists at the Hundred Schools of Thought Conference in the past few days had greatly disappointed him. Now, Ying Wuji finally had some words of praise, how could he not be delighted?

Ying Wuji didn't answer immediately, but asked a question, "Master, do you think movable type printing is difficult?"

"It's difficult, but not too difficult!"

Master Wu still remembered the awe he felt when he saw movable type printing for the first time. It didn't require much technical skill, but it required great wisdom to go from nothing to something.

Ying Wuji asked again, "If there were no movable type printing in the world right now, and I asked Master and the Mohist Association to find a way to mass-produce books, how confident are you in creating the printing technique?"

Master Wu thought for a moment and gave a fair answer, "If the Mohist craftsmen put their minds to it, there is a 70% chance of developing woodblock printing within five years. Movable type printing may take more time, but as long as there are craftsmen who persist, it will happen sooner or later."

Ying Wuji smiled, "Just a printing technique can increase the number of people who can afford books tenfold. Just by improving iron smelting techniques, the amount of grain produced by a single person can be increased several times. Which country in the world has as many skilled craftsmen as the Mohists? Which school of thought has the high moral character of the Mohists?

So, when I say 'the world will prosper with Mohism,' is it too much?"

As long as the Mohists rise, the people's lives will not collapse. Isn't it fair to say that Mohism is the foundation?"

"Good!"

"Wonderful!"

Master Wu's depressed mood of the past few days was ignited by these few words.

A word awakens the dreamer.

In fact, the Mohists had been doing similar things all along, but they were unconscious actions and did not realize their significance.

But now, looking back on the past month or two, if movable type printing were kept private, it would indeed allow a single bookstore to make a fortune. But when movable type printing becomes an industry, the whole world benefits.

The same goes for iron smelting technology.

If the government keeps it private, it will only make the soldiers' weapons sharper.

But if iron farming tools are popularized, the whole country will become prosperous.

So when he saw Zhao Ji's reform measures, he was certain that Zhao Ji was the king he was assisting.

These...

Who else but me?

Ying Wuji smiled, "Master, rest assured! When the Great Li Academy is built, it will be the day when the Mohist craftsmen benefit the world. Money is not a problem. The thing I like to do most is to spend money, especially to spend money on the Mohists. You also know how generous the Mohists' wages are at the bookstores!"

"Good!""Good!"

"Good!"

Wu Wen was so excited that he shouted in approval. Looking at Ying Wuji, the last trace of disdain disappeared.

He patted Ying Wuji's shoulder. "Good kid, you should prepare the money quickly. I will contact Ju Zi and ask him to send more craftsmen. How many do you think is appropriate?"

"As many as possible!"

"Can you afford it?"

"I can afford it!"

"Good! Hahaha..."

Wu Wen's old face couldn't be seen with any worries anymore. He laughed heartily and stood up, seemingly ready to leave.

Ying Wuji quickly stopped him. "Master Wu, please wait!"

Wu Wen turned around with a smile. "Is there anything else?"

"Well..."

Ying Wuji asked, "I heard that the Mohists are not planning to fight in the bandit's tomb this time?"

Wu Wen nodded. "What's the point of fighting over that? It's better to prepare for the Academy."

Ying Wuji sighed with a resigned expression. "Then I can only take the risk myself!"

Wu Wen said, "..."

Anyone who could become a master was a wise person who understood the world.

Wu Wen could see through Ying Wuji's thoughts at a glance.

The Mohists didn't need to fight for the essence, energy, and spirit, but Ying Wuji absolutely couldn't be in danger.

After thinking for a moment, Wu Wen said in a deep voice, "Zhai Yun! Wu Dan! The Lord needs bodyguards. When you return to the guild, choose skilled experts and don't be stingy with the price. The Lord has money. Let's make a big profit this time!"

Zhai Yun and Wu Dan glanced at each other, their eyes filled with surprise.

Last night, they had hinted to Wu Wen about entering the tomb, but Wu Wen didn't agree no matter what.

They didn't expect that today, he would agree so readily?

"Yes!"

After sending off the laughing Wu Wen, the atmosphere in the room became more relaxed.

Zhai Yun playfully held Ying Wuji's neck. "Brother Ying, didn't I promise to protect you before? Were you worried? From what you said last night, it seemed like you were too scared to go in."

"I was definitely scared!"

Flattery costs nothing.

Ying Wuji praised without thinking, "You don't know how scared I was. Nangong Ling's grand plan was obviously a trap to lure people in and kill them. But unfortunately, our 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar' was inside. I was afraid to go in, but I felt heartbroken not going in. I couldn't sleep all night because of it. Look at the dark circles under my eyes. If it weren't for you, Zhai brother, I would have lost all my hair."

Zhai Yun knew he was making it up. As the Lord of the Great Li, a pioneer of reform, how could Ying Wuji enter the tomb without any skilled experts to protect him?

However, having more skilled experts was always a good thing.

He patted his chest. "Don't worry! When I return to the guild, I will gather all the skilled experts I can find. Just prepare the money. The Mohists are known for not fearing death. With our skills, we can handle any situation."

"Good! But the tomb itself is dangerous. This time, we only need true experts. Otherwise, we would be sending our brothers to their deaths."

"Don't worry! I understand!"

Zhai Yun smiled and left with the other Mohists.

Wu Dan stayed behind and asked with a sly look, "Brother Wuji, can we charge more for outsiders? Instead of making it obvious, we can put it under the name of the Bookstore and call it 'Printing Consultant's Spiritual Healing Fee'."

Ying Wuji said, "..."

He was very familiar with this method.

His brother had been particularly active and energetic recently, so he must have regained his energy.

This time, he would probably find a high-class brothel to have some fun.

However...

He frowned. "You shouldn't enter the tomb. It's too dangerous!"

"Do you look down on me, brother?"

Wu Dan smiled mischievously and took out a long and thick weapon from behind. "Look, this thing can easily kill a fifth-grade Ling Tai expert within ten zhang. I also got a set of ore-powered armor and even managed to get a source stone from the guild... If it comes to a fight, even a fourth-grade Ling Tai expert won't be able to do anything to me!"

Ying Wuji said, "..."

Wow, a mecha?

The source stone was an extremely rare cultivation resource, similar to the spiritual stones used in cultivation in his previous life.

However, in this world, source stones were extremely scarce. Even the Li Kingdom's royal family wouldn't be extravagant enough to use source stones for cultivation. Only in high-level formations or vehicles like Wu Wen's metal giant bird would source stones be used.

He didn't expect Wu Dan to have done so well that he could even apply for a source stone.

He hugged Wu Dan's shoulder. "Is one thousand two hundred taels enough?"

Wu Dan was surprised. "Is that much really necessary?"

Ying Wuji smirked. "Regarding your ore-powered armor, I have many mature suggestions. After we come out of the bandit's tomb, let's work together to improve it. You won't mind, will you?"

"How could I mind? But source stones are too expensive, and I'm too poor. If I run out, you'll have to pay for me."

"Don't worry!"

After sending off Wu Dan, Ying Wuji couldn't help but rub his hands with excitement.

Although it was impossible for the Mohist Guild to become completely loyal to him, there would probably be a long honeymoon period. After this period ended, he might already be buried in the yellow earth.

The Mohists could be a cooperative force.

Cultivation was not interesting.

A real man should pilot a mecha!

Xianwu punk was the true romance for men.

Ying Wuji smirked. He was ready to go back to his study and draw some blueprints. Although he was just a sci-fi fan in his previous life and only had a superficial understanding of various devices from watching short videos, now that he possessed the Heaven Tier secret technique "Mohist Deduction Technique," it might not be as difficult as he imagined to recreate them.

However, as soon as he reached the door of his study, he heard a knock on the door. It came from the back gate of the courtyard.

He ran over and opened the door, only to find his good brother Zhao Ling.

Why did he come so early in the morning?

Ying Wuji looked at Zhao Ning's slightly red eyes and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What happened? Did you cry?"

Zhao Ning raised his head, his eyes filled with self-blame and guilt.

"Brother Ying!"

She immediately hugged Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji said, "..."

Ah, not again...

The fire from last night hasn't been extinguished yet.

Why did another woman who likes to play with fire come?

~~~~~~~

Don't rush, the First Blood is near.

The Second and Third won't be far behind...

The atmosphere and plot logic will soon fall into place.

(End of this chapter)