Endless Transmigration: These Shitty Lives are Killing Me

Chapter 240: The Awaited Arrival, White Brilliance Descent

Chapter 240: The Awaited Arrival, White Brilliance Descent

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--- Chapter 237 ---

Black-Corner Region, Diamond Lustre City.

Fortune Chamber of Commerce.

In a tall red pagoda made of rare Ancient Mahogany and other expensive materials, a blonde-haired woman sits in her office and sips her morning tea.

She glanced at the window and saw the usual rowdy city. 

She blew the hot tea, causing the white mist to sway in the air. 

A few months ago, this place was only a little village in the Black Corner Region, devoid of life and warmth. However, Yafei reached this place by chance and found its potential. 

Deep underground is a land of treasures surrounded by lava veins, which could produce pure energy crystals known as Fey Quartz. 

Fey Quartz could enhance one's dou qi, even purifying it after prolonged usage. It also has the same glow as diamonds, and the Diamond Lustre City was born. 

Of course, Fey Quartz is a strategic resource. 

So, Yafei transformed the little village into a well-developed city in mere months. She created the Fortune Chamber of Commerce using the Miteer Family's connection and paved trading paths with the help of factions in the Black Corner Region. 

Yafei was a goddess businesswoman. She made a new trading route and stabilized them all over the Black-Corner Region, Demonic Region, and Central Plain border, improving the condition of the unfortunates.

People knew of Yafei's existence and feared her. 

A Half-Saint known as a leecher wanted to seize Yafei for her beauty and the Fortune Chamber of Commerce one day, but his corpse was displayed at the Diamond Lustre City's gate entrance the next day. 

Since then, no one dared to make a move on the Fortune Chamber of Commerce, especially Yafei. 

Yafei also obtained a nickname, the Wealth Saint of Thorn. 

Courting her is no different than courting death!

Yafei sipped her tea and sighed in exhaustion, "It's been tiring. Sister Medusa told me to gather every resource I could get my hand on and prepare enough people to combat the Hall of Souls, but things are going south after Ain is gone."

She massaged her forehead and added, "I also need to advance in my cultivation base. However, I can't break through into Saint Realm." 

"Behemoth's bloodline that Ain gifted me is an advantage and disadvantage simultaneously." 

"Converting treasures into strength is not a concept I could think of in the past, but here I am. I lacked a good Saint-level Treasure to become a Dou Saint." 

"Maybe I should ask Sister Cai to make me one..." 

A knock on the door disturbs Yafei's teatime. 

She placed her cup down, "Enter." 

Yafei's secretary entered the room. 

She was Number 6931 from the Behemoth Paradise and changed her name to Bai Yuxian after Ain's authority took over. 

Like the rest of Behemoth Paradise's agents, she took 'Bai' or 'White' as her surname because of Ain's legend as the White Fang in the Black-Corner Region. 

Nonetheless, Bai Yuxian has been doing well as Yafei's secretary in the last few months.

"Miss, this is the record of recent trade with the Demonic Region." Bai Yuxian handed Yafei a catalog. 

Yafei took the catalog and skimmed it briefly with a sour expression, "It's not doing well, isn't it?" 

"The Demon Practitioners in the Demonic Region practiced an Unorthodox Path that doesn't go well with ordinary Dou Qi Practitioners. So 'normal' resources don't flow well with their veins. Even then, Fey Quartz works wonderfully for them." 

"Yet some of these factions actually dared to play around with me..." 

Bai Yuxian nodded, "Yes. They actually dare to negotiate the Fey Quartz's set price. It is affordable enough, but greedy people only care about profits." 

"How many Demonic Red Petals have we gathered?" Yafei tossed the catalog to her table. 

Bai Yuxian smiled helplessly, "This week, we only exchanged fifteen petals." 

"Miss, this thing is simply too precious to exchange for Demonic Practitioners." 

"Maybe we should have asked the Fallen Orchid Sect's help or Miss Lan..." 

"No." Yafei stared at Bai Yuxian calmly. "I don't want to disturb either of them." 

"The Fallen Orchid Sect is busy recovering their power." 

"And Lan Rou is locking herself for her own good. I don't want to disturb her because it will create a rift between me and her." 

No one knows Lan Rou better than Yafei. The aloof immortal-like woman is never good at interacting with others, always focusing on improving herself.

She's also a stubborn woman who accepts no failure, especially from herself. 

When Lan Rou worked as the Shadow Guard, she never failed her mission except one. That's not to fall in love with her target. 

Yes, Ain was her first failure. 

So, this second failure hit harder than it shouldn't have.

Comparing two failures would lead Lan Rou to a realization, and Yafei doesn't want to disturb it. 

Yafei picked up her teacup again, "Yuxian, wipe those demonic factions in the dark. Make it clean." 

Yuxian's body trembled because when Yafei ordered her like this, there was only one meaning. It meant the fate of those demonic factions was 'absolutely' sealed. 

In the Cultivation World, a random disaster could appear out of nowhere and wipe out a city. Who says the same thing wouldn't happen to these demonic factions?

Yafei was never a soft woman when growing up as a businesswoman in this god-forsaken world. She only likes to act soft when Ain is around, which leads her to get pampered by him. 

A slight white flash hit Yafei's face.

She covered her face, thinking it was sunlight.

However, it wasn't sunlight. 

Her office is 'neatly' illuminated with arrays, and no sunlight should enter and suddenly flash her face. 

"Miss?" Bai Yuxian watched Yafei standing up in a hurry.

Yafei stared out at the huge glass window and gazed head. "That direction." 

"Blade God Mountain Range." 

"That place is where Ain left behind his devastating attack filled with overwhelming Blade Intent." 

"Anyone under Half-Saint Realm would have a tough time entering that place, so how did an object fall to that area?" Yafei ripped the space open and appeared atop the red pagoda.

Bai Yuxian appeared beside her, also observing the strange white light. 

DING!

A blade hum reverberated in the Black Corner Region. 

Millions of blades cried, soaring to Blade God Mountain Range. 

People panicked, thinking it was a dangerous calamity.

Krieek~!

"This is..." Bai Yuxian also possessed a blade on her hip, sheathed tightly.

Yet Bai Yuxian's blade screamed to be free, wanting to fly along the million blades.

"Miss, what-!" Bai Yuxian glanced at Yafei, finding her tearing up with a happy smile on her beautiful face. 

Who would have thought the Wealth Saint of Thorn could make such an expression?

Yafei clenched her hand, "He's back." 

"He is back." 

At the same time, several ladies all over the Dou Qi Continent also gazed in the direction of the Black-Corner Region. The familiar white brilliance gave them comfortable warmth in their lonely hearts. 

They knew he was finally back. 

They have been waiting. 

Yafei disappeared from the red pagoda and left several torn holes in space as she hurriedly went to the Blade God Mountain Range. 

It's not just Yafei because the other ladies also went in the same direction. 

Yafei arrived at the Blade God Mountain Range, landing on rocky ground and looking up.

SWOOOOSH!

A ball of white descended, revealing a purplish-black dragon. 

ROAAAARRR!

The dragon roared out loud, shaking heaven and earth. 

However, Yafei ignored the dragon and solely focused on the lone figure atop the dragon's head. She ran with all her might and crashed into the lone figure. 

"I am back, Fei." A soothing voice filled with warm and gentleness brushed Yafei's ears. She could feel his arms wrapped around her waist.

She sobbed in this comfortable embrace. 

Aaahhh, She missed this so much.

Yafei smiled happily, "Welcome back, Ain."