Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Chapter 191: One Word is Worth a Million [Updated on 3rd]

Zheng Zhiguang attached great importance to Yun Yuan's opinion. After all, he was just an ordinary person and had only a vague understanding of the martial arts world. Yun Yuan was, after all, a serious martial artist and must have understood more than him.

Of course, the most important thing is that the copybook was produced by Ye Qingzhou!

Zheng Zhiguang did not dare to underestimate Ye Qingzhou, this unfathomable young man.

So he picked up his phone and dialed the number of his "good brother" Yi Wantong: "Old Yi, Happy New Year... By the way, did you receive Ye Qianlong's calligraphy?"

Yi Wantong was puzzled: "Received, any problem?"

"what do you think?"

Zheng Zhiguang asked tentatively.

"I think it's okay."

Yi Wantong's answer was not sincere. It was obvious that the gift he had given before was very valuable, but Ye Qingzhou only gave the word "sword" in return. He didn't say anything on the surface, but he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

What business people hate most is "losing money".

Of course, Yi Wantong would not be stupid enough to express his dissatisfaction out loud. After all, it was he who needed to curry favor with Ye Qingzhou, not Ye Qingzhou who needed to please him.

So even if he suffered a loss, he had to pretend to be happy and eat it.

Zheng Zhiguang was a shrewd man after all. Hearing this, he knew that Yi Wantong had not discovered the secret in the calligraphy. He immediately knew what was going on and confidently offered his price: "I'll pay five million, how about you sell it to me?"

"five million?"

Yi Wantong instantly became alert and asked casually, "Why did you spend so much money to buy a calligraphy?"

"Old Yi, stop testing me. Will you sell it for 10 million? Be straightforward. I'm not afraid to tell you that I spent money on the calligraphy just to please Ye Qianlong. After I bought it, I said that my niece Shuyi is a calligraphy enthusiast, and then asked her to bring the calligraphy to my house for advice, so that we could be alone together."

"Fuck, Lao Zheng, are you serious?"

Yi Wantong heard Zheng Zhiguang's lies and then teased him, "I heard that Ye Qianlong already has a daughter of the Linjiang Xu family by his side. She comes from a martial arts family, is extremely beautiful, and has extraordinary talent in martial arts. You've invested so much money, be careful that you end up with nothing."

There were countless people in the Linjiang Chamber of Commerce who wanted to form an alliance with Ye Qingzhou, but most of them gave up after seeing Xu Yuebing and the Linjiang Xu family beside Ye Qingzhou.

This corner can’t be dug!
Obviously, Yi Wantong was making fun of Zheng Zhiguang for wasting his money. What else could he do with the 10 million?

What if the Linjiang Xu family is angered and they are suppressed by the Xu family? Will Ye Qingzhou come forward to stop it?

Even thinking about it makes me think it’s impossible!
In Yi Wantong's opinion, Zheng Zhiguang is getting senile and confused.

Zheng Zhiguang was too lazy to explain. He was deliberately misleading Yi Wantong, so he pretended to be impatient: "Ten million, will you sell it? If not, I'll go find Lao Liu."

"Sell it! Only a fool wouldn't sell it!"

Yi Wantong quickly sold the calligraphy in his hand to Zheng Zhiguang. Yun Yuan came to pick it up in person, and the speed was so fast that even Yi Wantong was a little surprised.

"Hello, Mr. Yi, I'm Yun Yuan, and Mr. Zheng is my uncle."

"Oh, he told me about you. Here is the calligraphy."

Yi Wantong also wanted to invite Yun Yuan to dinner. After all, Yun Yuan was a handsome man, and was said to be a professional martial artist. He was also Zheng Zhiguang's nephew, and was definitely an excellent marriage candidate.

But Yun Yuan had already risen to the middle level of the Xinshaliu, so naturally he looked down on Yi Shuqi and the few industries of Wantong Logistics Group. What's more, he now only wanted to go to Liu Jinhao and get the third copy of calligraphy, so he politely declined Yi Wantong's retention and said he would definitely come next time.

Yi Wantong, who had earned 10 million yuan for nothing, was so happy that he saw his daughter Yi Shuqi coming down from upstairs. She asked curiously, "Dad, who was the guest just now?"

"Oh, that's your Uncle Zheng's nephew, a top student who graduated from the Martial Arts Academy of Magic City University. He has only graduated for three years, but at such a young age, he is already a professional martial artist. He really has a bright future."

"Did he come to our house to pay New Year's greetings?"

"Hey, I'm here to give money to your dad."

After saying that, Yi Wantong told the story of the transaction just now. A piece of calligraphy was sold for 10 million. In his eyes, this deal was a huge profit.

But Yi Shuqi's face changed when he heard this, and he blurted out in surprise: "Dad, did you sell the calligraphy that Ye Qingzhou gave us as a gift?"

"Yes, ten million."

When saying this, Yi Wantong was quite proud.

Yi Shuqi heard this and sighed: "Dad, do you know that just now, Yuan Jingfei boasted to us little sisters from Zhicheng Middle School in the group that Tianjian Sikong Jingming went to her house to pay New Year's greetings today."

"What? The Martial Saint Sikong Jingming! He actually came to our Linjiang City?"

Yi Wantong was shocked. He was totally unaware of this news. He felt very upset and felt that he had missed out on hundreds of millions.

Yi Shuqi said, "This is not the key point. The key point is that after Sikong Wusheng arrived at the Yuan family, he only took one thing, and he took the initiative to ask for it."

"what?"

Yi Wantong suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"It's the word 'sword' written by Ye Qingzhou."

"!!!"

Yi Wantong is not stupid. On the contrary, he was able to expand the logistics business from a small express delivery station to a logistics group with a scale of over 10 billion yuan. He also owns his own warehouses and supermarkets in many cities in Hunan Province. These are enough to prove his business acumen and means.

This time, he simply suffered from information asymmetry.

"Zheng Zhiguang, that bastard! He actually lied to me!"

Yi Wantong was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. Ten million may seem like a lot, but compared to the treasure that even the Martial Saint asked for, what was it?
At this moment, he clearly understood that he had been cheated by his "good brother" Zheng Zhiguang and suffered a huge loss.

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Afterwards, Yun Yuan rushed to Liu's house without stopping.

The company founded by Liu Jinhao, Zheng Zhiguang and Yi Wantong is the "three horses" of Linjiang Chamber of Commerce. After Wanjia, which was originally ranked first, went to Shanghai for development, the local business community has been led by Zheng Zhiguang, Yi Wantong and Liu Jinhao.

Unfortunately, Yun Yuan arrived a step late.

"I'm sorry, nephew Yun, the calligraphy has been bought by someone else."

Liu Jinhao felt quite helpless.

Yun Yuan's heart tightened and he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe. He really didn't expect that someone could act even faster than him!
You know, after getting Lin Zhicanglong's sword intent from Yi Wantong, he rushed to Liu's house in a hurry and didn't even have time to drink water on the way.

"Uncle, can you tell me who the buyer is?"

Yun Yuan was unwilling to give up and had already made up his mind. Even if he had to pay a higher price, he had to get the Mountain Rock Dragon Sword Calligraphy Copybook that originally belonged to Liu Jinhao from the buyer.

Liu Jinhao spread his hands and said helplessly: "The buyer is Xingcheng Liu Group, there is nothing I can do."

Star City Liu family!

Mingjian Group!

After Yun Yuan learned the identity of the buyer, he immediately stopped trying. After all, it was impossible for him to get the calligraphy from Liu Haochi by himself.

And the other party should have also learned the secret of the copybook.

"Alas, I am a step late."

Yun Yuan then inquired about the whereabouts of the other several pieces of calligraphy.

The forces that originally obtained the copybook were arranged in the order of wind, fire, mountain, forest, yin and thunder, namely the Yuan family, the Zheng family, the Liu family, the Yi family, the Xu family and the Wan family.

"The Wind Sword of Linjiang Yuan Clan has fallen into the hands of Sikong Jingming. The Fire Sword and the Forest Sword are now in my possession. Of the remaining three swords, the Mountain Sword was taken by Liu Haochi first, and the Yin Sword is in the hands of Linjiang Xu Clan. So the only one I have a chance to get is the Thunder Sword in the hands of Wan Shengjun."

But when Yun Yuan went to look for Wan Shengjun and Wan Jinglong, he learned that the two had already left and their whereabouts were unknown. Even after mobilizing the Xinshaliu intelligence network, they were unable to find the whereabouts of the two.

"Could this be God's will?"

Yun Yuan held the two copies of calligraphy in his hands, then he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Well, this is such an amazing opportunity. It is a blessing from heaven to get two of them. As a person, you can't be too greedy."

In the following few days, the six calligraphy pieces that Ye Qingzhou sent out caused a stir in the martial arts world of Dongji Country and attracted the attention of countless powerful people.

Ye Qingzhou didn't pay any attention to this because he was busy with the live broadcast.

Douyin platform, the live broadcast room of Sword Saint—Ye Qingzhou.

"Who are you?"

"Oh my god, a month. Do you know how I got through this month?"

"Don't forget to tell your father during the family sacrifice, Grandpa, the anchor you followed back then is back."

There was a cheerful atmosphere everywhere in the live broadcast room.

As soon as Ye Qingzhou went on air, thousands of fans immediately received a reminder and came to wish Ye Qingzhou a happy new year.

As soon as Wu Funing met everyone, he gave everyone a big red envelope.

"Boss Wu is generous!" "Brother Bang San is awesome!"

"?"

Wu Funing was a little confused: "Master Ye, you haven't been on the air for a month, how come I'm number three?"

Then he looked at the list. Wow, the first and second ranked ones were Ice Fairy and Gentle Little Lady respectively. You could tell from their names that they were both girls.

Damn rich woman, she actually snatched Ye Shen from me!
"Ye Shen, where have you been this month?"

"I'm sorry, I took on a garrison mission in the past month, and I was in a hurry, so I didn't have time to tell you all."

As soon as these words were spoken, the live broadcast room exploded.

"Aren't you a professional level Ye Shen? Why did you receive the mission to guard the city?"

"Yes, yes. Generally, professional-level martial artists are the ones who accept various exploration missions. As for the garrison missions, as far as I remember, they are usually only accepted by master-level martial artists, right? Could it be that, Ye Shen, you have quietly advanced to the rank of martial arts master?"

Many people were shocked. Ye Qingzhou was only 17 years old, and a martial arts master?
This sounds like a fantasy.

Ye Qingzhou smiled and shook his head: "I am still at the professional level for now, but I only have the combat power of a master. Don't make blind guesses."

"..."

"That sounds even more outrageous!"

"What do you mean by only professional level, but with master level combat power?"

"Listen, is this what a human being would say?"

Then another fan in Wuxi City asked: "Master Ye, a few days ago, it was said that a master battle broke out here. Although the Wushu Association blocked the news, many people still saw the ancestral home of the Wuxi Fu family being razed to the ground. Do you know any inside information?"

Ye Qingzhou thought about it, picked out some things to say, and broke the news on the spot: "It's nothing serious. I had a brief exchange with Master Fu Wei at the time, and his Silk-Twisting Hand is indeed not in vain."

Ye Qingzhou was seen commenting very seriously, but in the live broadcast room, there were not only ordinary people, but also many young people from the martial arts world.

One of them complained, "Master Ye, don't be so modest. In the version I heard, it was you who went to the Fu family's house and demolished the ancestral home. Master Fu is still lying in the hospital."

When everyone heard this, they were immediately amazed.

Did you compete to the point of demolishing your opponent's house?

Moreover, the martial arts master is lying in the hospital, but Ye Qingzhou has finished the competition and is now alive and well and doing a live broadcast here. The result of the competition is obvious.

"Ye God, the eternal God!"

"Ye Shen is awesome, he can actually defeat the martial arts master!"

At this time, a girl with the online name Qinqi Shuhua directly gave Ye Qingzhou a reward of five million, and then became the third on the list, pushing Wu Funing to the fourth.

"Ah, another rich woman!"

"I looked at her profile page. Wow, she's white, rich and beautiful!"

Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting is Jiang Shuqi's online name. Now Yi Wantong regrets it very much, so after learning that Ye Qingzhou has been addicted to live streaming recently, he paid Jiang Shuqi to come to Ye Qingzhou's live streaming group to ask for calligraphy.

"Ye Qianlong, I'm Jiang Shuqi."

"Oh."

"It's like this. We received your return gift. I really like the word 'sword', so can I ask for another one?"

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "It's just an improvisation. I'm too lazy to write it again."

Jiang Shuqi pursed her lips and continued to beg: "I really like Ye Qianlong's calligraphy. Our family can buy it with money. What do you think of 200 million per character?"

"Not interested in."

Ye Qingzhou's answer was still so clear and crisp. He wrote down those six words that contained the six forces at the pinnacle of perfection on a whim.

These six "sword" characters include all his understandings of the six basic forces: wind, fire, mountain, forest, yin and thunder. This is tantamount to "preaching to the world" and writing down what he has learned in one character.

Whoever has the opportunity will get it.

Through this action, Ye Qingzhou's connection with the world of Blue Star has become closer. He feels as if he has been blessed with good fortune and protected by virtue, and has become the son of destiny of Blue Star.

But the Dharma cannot be passed on lightly. Since Ye Qingzhou has already preached it once, even if he preaches it a few more times, the will of Heaven on Blue Star will not give any feedback or rewards.

As for the mere money and that kind of waste paper printed by others, Ye Qingzhou no longer needs it.

So let alone Jiang Shuqi being willing to pay 200 million to buy it, even if it was 2 billion, that would be out of the question.

The entire live broadcast room was boiling again.

"Fuck, one word from Master Ye is worth 200 million? Am I seeing things?"

"You are indeed dazzled upstairs, because Ye Shen didn't agree at all."

Soon, the news of "millions of gold are hard to come by" quickly became a hot search.

One word is actually worth 200 million?

The Calligraphy Association of Dongji Country was the first to get angry. They felt that this matter was too outrageous. After all, even the famous calligraphers in the history of Dongji Country, some of their masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, could not reach this level.

Therefore, a group of so-called calligraphy masters from the Calligraphy Association protested indignantly, believing that this was a despicable hype.

After all, although the buyer called out a price of 200 million, he did not actually pay the money.

The seller turned out to be a 17-year-old high school student who hadn't even registered with the Calligraphy Association. Why was one of his characters worth million?

Did our Calligraphy Association agree?

You simply don't take us, the big names in the calligraphy world, seriously.

Therefore, verbal criticism and written criticism soon began. A group of so-called calligraphy masters who relied on their seniority and usually showed off their calligraphy with a mop jumped out to take advantage of Ye Qingzhou's popularity.

Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

As for the cultural circle of Dongji Country, it is actually even worse than the entertainment circle. A group of people who don’t understand calligraphy call themselves calligraphers. In fact, if you just check, you will find that they are basically people with various connections.

There are too many tricks involved in how the so-called competition awards and various honors come about.

The masters of the martial arts association are those who have earned their titles through real fighting, while the so-called masters of the calligraphy association are just those selected by a group of people behind closed doors. The "masters" of both sides are obviously not of the same quality.

However, these people soon became silent.

Because, Tianjian Sikong Jingming spoke up. He held a press conference and clearly stated, "Two hundred million is not expensive for Ye Qianlong's sword. Anyone who wants to sell it can come to me anytime."

Good guy!
Tianjian Sikong Jingming personally spoke out, and no one dared to doubt Ye Qingzhou's "one word is worth ten thousand gold" anymore.

Because questioning Ye Qingzhou is questioning a Martial Saint.

Who has such courage?
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Imperial Capital, swordsmanship.

A young man in white clothes, holding a sword, walked forward. Facing the sword attacks from all directions, his eyes were shining brightly and his movements were calm and composed. In his stillness and movement, he showed his elegant demeanor, which made people forget the world.

In the end, he passed the secret trial in front of him unscathed without even drawing his sword.

"Brother Jianshu, have you finally mastered your Mingjing Zhishui?"

Sikong Xingyan walked towards Li Jianshu with joy on her face, feeling happy for him.

“It’s just getting started.”

Li Jianshu smiled modestly.

"That's amazing, after all, this is a super-level martial art. You're just a martial arts apprentice, but you've already mastered it to the entry level. You're worthy of being the swordsmanship genius chosen by grandpa."

"Sword book."

"I've met Master."

At this time, Sikong Jingming also came over. He first examined Li Jianshu, then nodded with satisfaction: "I haven't seen you for a few days. You have improved a lot. Not bad."

"It's all thanks to Master's cultivation."

"Don't be polite. I have many disciples, but none of them can be compared with you in terms of talent."

Sikong Jingming paused for a moment before taking out a scroll from his bosom and handing it to Li Jianshu: "Take a look."

"Yes."

Li Jianshu had no doubts, but the moment he opened the scroll, a word "sword" written in a flamboyant style came into his eyes, shocking his consciousness.

Last night...Latuoweiya
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