Chapter 1115: Chapter 269: Old Six Awakens, Ninth Master Arrives [Ten Thousand Words]

Fang Yun said.

"Damn it, you haven’t fallen for anyone for thousands of years, and now you’re about to die and actually ran out to find a wife; how can I not be curious?"

Feng Yunqi said: "What kind of Immortal Fairy could make our Old Sixth fall in love?"

"This I truly can’t tell you."

"Why not?"

"Isn’t it obvious? I go out to look, and if she’s still waiting for me, of course, I’ll bring her back to serve tea to Big Brother. But if she’s not waiting for me? If I tell you, and your temper flares up, what good would that do?"

Fang Yun said: "So right now, I can’t tell you, nor can I let you go."

Feng Yunqi said angrily: "How could she not wait for you? Can a man not return home for a few years and the woman is supposed to remarry? What kind of logic is that?"

Fang Yun looked down, silent.

His big brother was being unreasonable again.

Thinking of that bright and loveable young girl from back then, a fond smile appeared on Fang Yun’s face, tinged with deep bitterness.

"There was no official marriage, just a private pledge. Her family didn’t know, and I disappeared, gone for eighteen years without a word... Brother, you should think about her. Not every woman in this world can hold out."

"... Oh."

"So what do you plan to do?"

"I know her family, I’ll first sneak a look, see what I can find out."

Fang Yun revealed his plan: "If she has already... then I’ll quietly return. There’s no need to disturb her peaceful life. If she’s still waiting for me, I’ll sincerely apologize, seek forgiveness, and then marry her properly."

He smiled with anticipation: "By then, maybe I’ll even want you to be a witness in the wedding, Big Brother."

"Ha ha ha..."

Feng Yunqi had no hope for this, rolling his eyes: "If she’s really already remarried or something... maybe by now, her son could even be your groomsman..."

Fang Yun was dumbfounded: "Big Brother, your mouth... is too sharp."

"Hehe..."

Feng Yunqi sighed: "Since you were so absorbed in that gentle land back then, how come you’re suddenly back like a corpse?"

"I encountered a strong enemy, saw my wife about to die, crushed the Heavenly Mechanism Jade, used up the last of my Essence Qi to kill the enemy... so the Heavenly Mechanism Jade is gone."

Fang Yun spread his hands.

"What level was the enemy?"

"Uh... General Level."

"General Level... tsk..."

Feng Yunqi’s face twisted: "...so you used the only remaining Heavenly Mechanism Jade in the world to kill a few General Level experts?"

"I... cough cough..."

"Awesome! My Sixth Brother truly lives up to being a Guardian, truly awesome!"

Feng Yunqi sarcastically gave a thumbs up.

Fang Yun blushed with embarrassment: "Can we stop talking about this?"

"Then you need to cultivate to be Venerable Saint before going out again."

"That’s not possible!"

"At least Saint Level! Otherwise, if you encounter a few more... tsk tsk, General Levels will butcher you."

"That will take too long!"

"Minimum Emperor Level! Otherwise, either I go with you, or you can’t call me Big Brother!"

"...Okay."

Facing his Big Brother’s ultimatum, Fang Yun yielded.

Not without a sense of relief.

Fortunately, I’ve hidden some of my recovery, otherwise, this old guy might have really insisted on Saint Level. Wouldn’t that drive me insane?

"That’s settled!"

Feng Yunqi said: "Can we drink tonight or not?"

"Can have a little."

"Then have a drink with me."

"Okay."

...

Feng Yunqi was calmly reminiscing.

Xue Fuxiao was already on his way back.

Rui Qianshan was dutifully guarding the gate.

Meanwhile, the Law Enforcement Department Minister Yan Wuzui, leading ten trusted followers, was hastily heading towards Bibo City in the southeast.

Dongfang Sansan had shut his doors to avoid any disturbance.

He specifically instructed: "When Xue Fuxiao returns, let him keep watch in front of my door, not allowing anyone to enter. Including himself!"

Everyone knew that Jun Lin’s autobiography was about to be released.

The Ninth Lord was likely doing the final proofreading.

This was a huge event for the entire continent.

Of course, no one dared to disturb him.

The news of Jun Lin’s autobiography had already spread across the continent, and many people didn’t even know who Jun Lin was. But just hearing that Dongfang Strategist personally penned it was enough to set the world ablaze!

The book hadn’t even been released.

Not a single word had been seen.

But merchants had already gone into frenzy, leveraging all their connections to start reserving copies.

Within two days.

The number of pre-orders for Jun Lin’s autobiography across the continent had reached 20 billion!

Twenty billion sets!

And that was just the first batch.

The Guardians collectively stunned; how long would it take to print and fulfill the first batch?

So an emergency meeting was held to modify the rules, selecting a preliminary batch, reserving one billion copies.

Then chaos erupted below...

The book hadn’t been released, the official Guardian price was set at 200 taels per set. But outside, it had already been speculated up to 20,000 taels per set.

And that wasn’t even the highest price!

The finance minister greatly regretted it, feeling that the number of copies was too few. He had planned it at 200,000 words per volume; totaling only eighteen volumes for one set.

If only he had planned it at 100,000 words per volume, he could have doubled it... with the price remaining the same.

How satisfying would that have been?

But it was too late for regrets now.

"Once the Ninth Lord delivers the manuscript, everyone will have to work overtime!"

The finance minister stamped his foot and shouted: "Quickly add a few more publishing houses! Speed up!"

The people at headquarters looked on in despair.

At this rate... when the Ninth Lord’s second batch is said to come to us, it might be indefinitely delayed; better think of a way to get it from outside.

...

Meanwhile, Fang Che had been staying at the Scholar Residence for a full three days!

During these three days, he had not stepped out. He was in complete captivity.

But Fang Che wasn’t anxious, each day he continued to eat and sleep as usual.