My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1472: Chapter 1385: Turbulent Times (Part 3)

But if the sword array no longer exists, do they have no choice but to fight head-on?

For a moment, everyone in the discussion hall fell silent.

"Villa Master, no matter what, we cannot hand over Mr. Ye." Yang Di stepped forward, bowing to Feng Jiuling. "Our lives were saved by Mr. Ye; if we hand him over now, what will others think of us? Wouldn’t they see us as ungrateful traitors?"

"Moreover, everyone has witnessed the strength of Mr. Ye’s Sword Dao. If we hand him over, it will surely foster resentment in him, and if he seeks revenge, can our Wan Jian Villa withstand it?"

"Yes, yes, Yang Di is right."

"But if we don’t hand him over, how do we deal with those sects?"

Seeing that everyone couldn’t come to a conclusion, Feng Jiuling fell silent too.

After a long pause, Feng Jiuling raised his head. "Everyone, I’ve been at the position of villa master for a long time, and I’ve lived for more than half my life. But my talent in cultivation is average, letting down the expectations of our ancestors."

"However, regardless of my shortcomings, I can still discern right from wrong and loyalty from betrayal. Mr. Ye has done us a great deed; in both emotion and reason, we shouldn’t hand him over."

"The Sword Heart Land is the place where our ancestor staked his legacy. Without the Sword Heart Land, there wouldn’t be today’s Wan Jian Villa. Allowing others from other sects to enter the Sword Heart Land is stepping on the face of our ancestor and disgracing Wan Jian Villa."

"Therefore, for this reason, we have no choice but to resist with all our might. If they want to use force, at worst, we’ll stand guard for Mr. Ye with our flesh and blood, repaying his great favor."

"I believe that once Mr. Ye comes out of seclusion and knows what we’ve done, he will surely avenge us and restore our Wan Jian Villa."

Upon hearing this, everyone stood up.

Although some had their own thoughts, after hearing Feng Jiuling’s words, they ultimately realized that if they really wronged Ye Guichen, even Wan Jian Villa would not tolerate them.

"Good!"

"Villa Master, at worst, we’ll fight. What is there to fear?"

"That’s right, Villa Master, we will listen to you. After all, it’s a miracle we survived after everything Wan Jian Villa has been through."

"Yes, our ancestor in his resting place would surely support us!"

"Hey, if we had enough money and enough spirit stones, maybe we could send them all away."

Suddenly, a weak voice sounded.

Though small, it reached everyone’s ears.

Everyone was taken aback and looked toward the direction of the voice.

It was a middle-aged man.

The man had small eyes, and a not very large mouth, exuding a cunning appearance.

His cultivation level wasn’t high, but he had a great talent for business.

The finances of the vast Wan Jian Villa were under his control.

Moreover, even the spirit stone mine thrived under his operations.

His name was Qian Sunli, a true miser.

It was precisely because of this miser that Wan Jian Villa accumulated considerable wealth over the years, which gave it the opportunity to flourish.

After all, wealth, companionship, method, and ground.

Without financial power, cultivation is impossible.

So, this Qian Sunben, though of average status in Wan Jian Villa, had quite the contributions.

"Housekeeper Qian, what do you mean?"

Feng Jiuling looked at Qian Sunli with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Qian Sunli quickly bowed to Feng Jiuling. "Villa Master, our Wan Jian Villa has existed for several hundred years now, and since the first villa master, we’ve endured numerous calamities."

"But we have persevered through all the storms. Later, after discovering a spirit stone mine, Wan Jian Villa flourished further."

"Because of this spirit stone mine, we forged alliances with many powerful sects. We all know that both laymen and cultivators covet wealth."

"If we offer enough spirit stones as a reward, I believe those sects won’t trouble us, nor will they resort to fighting. Don’t you think so?"

Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes lit up.

Indeed!

Those sects are after the treasures on Ye Guichen, in this situation, they’re after wealth, which is a completely different concept from Dugu Yue and Feng Pu.

If there are enough spirit stones, no one will step forward to trouble them.

Send them away, and the spirit stones can be mined again.

"Housekeeper Qian, how many spirit stones do we still have?" Feng Jiuling suddenly realized everyone had been caught in a misconception before.

They thought the only solution was direct conflict.

Now it seems that’s not the case at all.

If there are spirit stones, it seems the current crisis can also be resolved.

Qian Sunli sighed. "Villa Master, that’s precisely my concern! I used to co-manage the spirit stone mine with the Second Master. A significant portion of the spirit stones was under the Second Master’s control. Your trust in him meant you never inquired about the spirit stones."

"However, as the duration of mining extends, the spirit stones mined each year are less than one or two-tenths of the final quantity, sometimes not even a thousand spirit stones in a month."

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

"How can there be so few? How many spirit stones does our Wan Jian Villa have left?"

Hearing this, everyone panicked.

The vast spirit stone mine practically supports the entire Wan Jian Villa.

If they can’t produce even a thousand pieces in a month, how have they survived all these years?

Qian Sunli smiled bitterly. "You all might not know; previously, we had enough spirit stones. I also used other methods to compensate for the spirit stone deficit, barely maintaining the expenses through some trading business. But since the incident with the Second Master, I’ve learned that a substantial portion of the spirit stones had already been taken by the Second Master."