Ye Qingzhou felt like a student caught daydreaming in class and had no choice but to nod and admit, "I did it."

"You did it?"

Gu Minghui was taken aback: "You did it yourself? Wait a minute... Has your cultivation recovered?"

"Yes, it's like breaking and then rebuilding, advancing to a higher level."

Ye Qingzhou didn't deny it, but he still chose to keep the secret of the Infinite Heart Image, which is his greatest trump card.

Previously, Xu Lingxuan only recognized the Taiyi Wuxiang, one of the Innate Five Greats, without knowing that Ye Qingzhou's Mental Imagery was a joint plan of the Five Emperors, something unprecedented and likely not to be seen again.

"That's truly wonderful!"

Gu Minghui was overjoyed.

In the battle of the Seven Saints Godslaying, Ye Qingzhou had already shown his importance, not to mention a Martial Saint Strong Person is a strategic-level trump card.

Unless necessary, they must not be easily lost.

"By the way, I'm planning to develop a new medicine. Can you help me get a sales permit?"

"A new medicine? What fresh trick have you come up with this time?"

Gu Minghui didn't take it too seriously. He had known for a long time about Ye Qingzhou obtaining the Inheritance of Flame Emperor and being capable of Alchemy. Ye Qingzhou's integration of Profound Water Hall to open a company selling Beauty Pills was also something Gu Minghui was well aware of.

For him, the Beauty Pills of Cyan Leaf Medicine were just about making some money, without affecting the global situation.

Even the automated pill production line through Array wasn't something Gu Minghui highly regarded, as Dongji Kingdom itself had similar technology.

"Nothing much, just a pill that can complete one's bone structure."

Ye Qingzhou spoke in a casual tone.

But Gu Minghui was utterly stunned.

"Wait a minute? You're sure you're talking about completing the bone structure? Hope it's not something like the so-called Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Pill that ends up being packed with starch, right?"

"I'm not an itinerant doctor, all I sell are real medicines, genuine and honest, fair to all."

"Wait a moment, I'll come over myself."

Gu Minghui immediately put aside all his work and rushed to meet Ye Qingzhou.

The difference in Martial Artist realms is often due to differences in talent, comprehension, perseverance, and opportunities. But ultimately, it boils down to the difference in bone structure.

Especially from Apprentice Level to Professional Level, this threshold has hindered countless people. Once Skin Refining and Sealing is done, there's no turning back.

But the old Martial Arts World system was immature, and the Cultivation Techniques were not perfect, leaving many problems that caused the old generation of martial artists to suffer.

The most typical example is Qi Shengtian, the first Martial Saint of Dongji Kingdom, whose talent was top-notch, but was surpassed by Zhangg Xinwu during his transition to Professional Level due to not mastering the Six Techniques to the Mastery level before breaking through.

Practicing imperfect Cultivation Techniques inevitably leads to pitfalls; one wrong step leads to many more, and by the time you want to remedy it, it's already too late.

But now, Ye Qingzhou can bring out the "Regret Medicine," and many elder martial artists who regretted for life would probably spend a fortune to buy it.

More importantly, it's not about money, but it could greatly enhance the foundation and strength of the Martial Arts World in Dongji Kingdom.

A small pill could even impact the destiny of a great nation!

That's why Gu Minghui was so cautious and nervous.

"Can the efficacy be guaranteed?"

Gu Minghui asked seriously; this matter was of utmost importance, allowing no negligence.

Ye Qingzhou did not answer but directly showed Gu Minghui his Innate Dao Body: "Seeing is believing, just look for yourself."

"The legendary Innate Dao Body?"

Gu Minghui exclaimed: "Specializing Qi to become soft, can resemble an infant? Your physical strength data has declined, but life potential has significantly increased; bone structure changed to this extent, how did you do it? Flame Emperor's Alchemy Inheritance doesn't seem to have such capability."

"Flame Emperor's Inheritance doesn't, but I do."

Ye Qingzhou smiled faintly: "The Path of Creation mastered by the Plague Knight has been entirely analyzed by me. After receiving the accumulation and gifts of a civilization, I have mastered the code of Life Evolution; the bone structure issue troubling martial artists is no longer a problem."

"That's wonderful!"

Then, the two immediately decided to collaborate on producing this pill capable of completing a martial artist's bone structure.

Ye Qingzhou's task was simple, providing the pill formula for the Life Creation Pill, which is like technical investment, while Gu Minghui had much more to handle.

Submission and approval of the pill for inspection, because a pill is indeed a medicine, and it must go through the necessary processes before hitting the market.

Besides, there's the selection and processing of materials for the pill and the production and refining process to ensure quality, all of which are up to Gu Minghui to arrange.

......

Jundu Mountain, a black luxury car departed from the villa area, heading towards the Imperial District via the original route, where there were relatively fewer vehicles.

Being in the northern suburb, the view outside the car window was mostly towering mountains and hills covered with grass like a heavy carpet.

Occasionally adorned with flowers and trees, with bees and butterflies fluttering in the air, it presented a scene full of vitality with all living things competing to thrive.

The car drove a short distance further.

The lush woods gradually became dense, and the leaves rustled in the gentle breeze.

The car moved forward, and suddenly there were a few muffled sounds from underneath.

The car continued a short distance and then slowly stopped.

"Hmm?"

Immersed in meditation, Ye Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and asked the driver.

"It's probably a flat tire."

The driver, sent by Gu Minghui, was also puzzled.

"What bad luck."

The accompanying bodyguard Wang Quan muttered, also assigned by Gu Minghui to assist Ye Qingzhou.

Though said to be a guard, it was more like handling any potential daily troubles to avoid Ye Qingzhou, a Martial Saint, from unleashing havoc in the Imperial Capital.

With the current matter regarding the Life Creation Pill, Gu Minghui did not want any complications.

"I'll check it out."

Wang Quan stepped out, casually inspecting the situation.

Indeed, the two front tires were flat, seemingly cut by some metal fragments, with a visible mark on the side.

This indicated the car couldn't be driven and had to return to the city on foot.

"Killing intent?"

Ye Qingzhou frowned, turned to look in a certain direction, just in time to see a light blue sedan speeding past, crossing his line of sight.

Then, Ye Qingzhou's gaze met with someone across the road.

The stranger with his brows furrowed and eyes subtly filled with killing intent.

The man suddenly made a move, walking toward them, flicking his cigarette with his forefinger, puffing smoke as he went.

Sporting a buzz cut like a porcupine, standing at 1.8 meters tall with a sturdy build, and tattoos seemingly peeking from under his neck, he came off with an air of 'Don't mess with me.'

Soon, he was within a few steps of Ye Qingzhou.

He looked Ye Qingzhou up and down, took a drag, blew a smoke ring, and said, "So you're Ye Qingzhou?"

His expression seemed indifferent, yet his eyes were sharp as knives, fixed intently on Ye Qingzhou as if cutting him with its gaze.

"Do you know me?"

Ye Qingzhou's demeanor remained unchanged.

"What's the matter?"

The tattooed man grinned viciously, cracking his knuckles menacingly: "If it's you, then come with me."

"Are you sure you know me?"

Ye Qingzhou squinted, his long eyes shifting slightly in tone.

The man clenched his knuckles audibly: "Then let's go; you all with me."

"You punctured my tires, didn't you?"

Ye Qingzhou squinted, his elongated eyes glancing in that direction, just as a light blue sedan sped past, briefly catching his eye.

The man's face twisted into a sinister expression: "Yeah, what's it to you?"

"I am not some itinerant doctor selling fake medicine, everything I sell is genuine and honest, no tricks."

"Hold on, I'll come over myself."

With that, the man stopped everything he was doing and went to meet Ye Qingzhou.

The differences in levels among martial artists often result from varying qualifications, understanding, perseverance, and opportunities, but fundamentally it's the gap in bone structure.

Especially from Apprentice Level to Professional Level, this threshold has been a pitfall for countless people; once you engage in Skin Refining and Sealing, there's no turning back later if you change your mind.

But the Wudao world system of the old days was immature, with imperfect Cultivation Techniques, leaving many problems that made the older generation of martial artists suffer greatly.

For instance, Qi Shengtian is the first Martial Saint of Dongji Kingdom, even being at the top tier in terms of aptitude, but was surpassed by Zhangg Xinwu during the transition to Professional Level because he suffered a significant disadvantage by not having cultivated the Six Techniques to Mastery level before breaking through.

Practicing imperfect Cultivation Techniques inevitably lands you in trouble; one wrong step leads to continuous mistakes, and it's often too late to make amends when one wishes to.

But for Ye Qingzhou to be able to produce a "Regret Medicine" now, many veteran martial artists who regret for life would likely be willing to spend fortunes to buy it.

More importantly, this isn't just about money; it could greatly enhance the foundation and strength of the Martial Arts World in the Dongji Kingdom.

A small pill can even influence the fate of a great nation!

That's why Gu Minghui was so careful and nervous.

"Can the effect be guaranteed?"

Gu Minghui asked seriously; this was no trivial matter.

Ye Qingzhou didn't answer but instead showed Gu Minghui his Innate Dao Body: "Seeing is believing, see for yourself."

"The legendary Innate Dao Body?"

Gu Minghui looked amazed: "To harmonize the Qi and become gentle, like a baby? Your physical strength data has dropped, but your life potential has greatly increased, and the bone structure has changed to this extent, how did you do it? Flame Emperor's Alchemy Inheritance doesn't seem to have such capabilities."

"The Flame Emperor doesn't have it, but I do."

Ye Qingzhou smiled calmly: "The Path of Creation controlled by the Plague Knight has been fully analyzed by me. After receiving the accumulation and gifts of a civilization, I have mastered the code to Life Evolution. The bone structure issue that has been troubling martial artists is no longer a problem."

"That's great!"

Then the two agreed to join forces to produce a pill that could complete the bone structure of martial artists.

What Ye Qingzhou needed to do was simple: to provide the Life Creation Pill formula, effectively investing with technology, while Gu Minghui had many things to take care of.

The testing and approval of the pills, as they are still pharmaceutical products, need to go through the necessary procedures before hitting the market.

Besides, there are also selections and processing of the pill materials and the production and refinement process to ensure quality, all of which Gu Minghui has to arrange.

.........

Jundu Mountain, a black luxury car departed from the villa district, heading toward the Imperial District along the original road, with relatively few vehicles coming and going.

Being situated in the Northern Suburb, the view outside the car windows was mostly of towering mountains and expanses of grassy hills like a heavy carpet.

Occasionally, flowers and trees adorned the landscape, as bees and butterflies fluttered in the air, presenting a scene full of vitality.

The green woods gradually thickened, the leaves rustling in the breeze.

The car traveled a distance further and then slowly stopped.

"Hmm?"

Immersed in a state of Meditation, Ye Qingzhou suddenly came to alertness.

"Probably a flat tire."

The driver, sent by Gu Minghui, was equally clueless.

"What bad luck,"

Wang Quan, who was sent to protect Ye Qingzhou, murmured.

Though he was there to protect Ye Qingzhou, he was practically helping him handle any daily issues that might arise.

Considering the situation regarding the Life Creation Pill, Gu Minghui wished to avoid any complications.

"I'll go take a look."

Wang Quan pushed open the door to investigate the issue.

Indeed, the two front tires were deflated, seemingly cut by some metal fragments, as a mark lay on the side.

This meant the car couldn't be driven any further; it could only be walked from here.

Ye Qingzhou noticed a faint killing intent and turned his head in that direction, just as a light blue sedan sped past, catching the edge of his vision.

"You recognize me?"

Ye Qingzhou squinted, his long eyes disguising the change in his tone slightly.

The tattooed man's face twisted into a grimace as he cracked his knuckles audibly: "Since it's you, come with me."

"Did you provoke me first?"

Ye Qingzhou narrowed his eyes; his long, sharp gaze shifted slightly.

After a piercing sound, Ye Qingzhou retracted his right hand.

With a thud.

A headless body dropped to the ground.

"Old Wang, he provoked me first, it was self-defense, you must testify for me."