Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

Upon seeing him, everyone quickly bowed. After the old man waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to be so polite and could sit down casually, they all stopped their conversation and obediently stood around the table.

Li Fuyao stepped forward to refill the teacup, her fair and delicate fingers offering the cup with a smile as she asked:

"Elder Ye, why aren't you selecting promising talents on the cloud boat? Why are you here?"

"You little brat who knows the answer already!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuxin laughed and scolded her, then took the teacup but did not drink it.

He simply set the teacup aside. Although his face still held the dignified yet kind appearance of an elder, his eyes were no longer as gentle as before, but instead held a hint of inquiry and scrutiny.

After staring at Li Fuyao, who seemed oblivious, for a long while, Ye Wuxin asked with a half-smile:

"If I wanted to select good seedlings, why would I need to continue being bored on that spirit ship?"

"Putting aside the fact that you already know why I'm looking for you, let's just say that if we're talking about talent, who in the entire Yanjian City can surpass you two young masters and ladies from reclusive families?"

Li Fuyao withdrew her gaze from Ye Wuxin's face, sighing inwardly.

Although he claimed that his deception was solely for personal gain, to be honest, the friendship and trust he had with Ye Wuxin and his fellow disciples were not entirely without genuine feeling.

Unfortunately, after today, the destroyed trust will probably be difficult to rebuild.

To clear herself of any wrongdoing as much as possible, Li Fuyao gestured with her eyes to her younger brother, who was about to speak, to stop talking. Then she gave her two senior brothers, who had different expressions, a deep look before she was about to deliver her prepared statement.

Suddenly, Ye Wuxin raised his hand to stop her, as if he had just been chatting casually with a younger person he liked, and continued to ask:

"Li Fuyao, what exactly is this assembly line you just mentioned?"

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyao's heart stirred, and a hint of joy immediately welled up within her.

The reason she chose to research a simple assembly line as her first new item in the space was because, during a moment of laziness while drawing talismans, she suddenly realized that in this world that focuses on cultivation but doesn't have much technological development, there is no concept of mass production of materials through assembly lines.

Thinking that something created out of laziness might not be popular in the cultivation world that values ​​diligence and hard work, she figured she could first have Duan Hongzhi help her test her idea, and then use it to claim credit after successfully entering the sect.

At that time, they will not only be able to gain a firm foothold and become the center of attention again, but also deter the villains who are chasing Bai Suifeng from attacking them.

But despite all her careful planning, she never expected that her plan would be discovered by Ye Wuxin, who was supposed to come and ask her that evening, before she even got started.

If you lose your horse, you will know no blessings.

Thinking of this, Li Fuyao gritted her teeth and decided to be stubborn this time.

A tall tree is indeed dangerous because it catches the wind, but if the tree grows to the sky, then no wind dares to move it.

If he performs well, this will not only be a turning point for him to rebuild trust with Ye Wuxin and others, but also a good opportunity to showcase his talent to the sect's higher-ups and receive a generous reward in advance to heal Bai Suifeng's injuries.

As for what to do if he doesn't perform well, that option was never considered by Li Fuyao.

Even if the plan goes wrong, even if the situation gets worse, she has always been 100% confident in herself.

This confidence comes from years of undefeated success.

So she cleared her throat, placed the drawing squarely in front of Ye Wuxin, leaned over, and carefully explained over the edge of the table:

"An assembly line is a production organization method that breaks down the production process into a series of simple, standardized operations. Each worker or refining array is only responsible for one link. This can not only greatly improve production efficiency and reduce production costs, but also prevent the leakage of product information."

"Take this spirit-plating spray bottle for example. If we adopt an assembly line operation, with dedicated personnel operating the relevant magic arrays for each step, from material preparation, processing, drawing anti-disassembly runes to quality inspection, then the production speed will be greatly accelerated, while also ensuring the consistency of product quality."

Elder Ye nodded repeatedly as he listened. Even though he had some doubts about how such an orphaned girl from the mountains could possess such insight, a hint of admiration still flashed in his eyes. He clapped his hands and exclaimed:

"This method is indeed novel. If it can be done as you say, then if the array and structure are replaced with a more suitable one, it will bring an immeasurable boost to the production of various lower-level magic tools, pills and talismans within the sect."

"Elder Ye, you flatter me. This is just theoretical. Whether it can be implemented and whether it is feasible still needs to be tested in practice."

Li Fuyao spoke modestly, but her posture was as proud as a goose, hands behind her back and head held high. Her large, dark eyes curved like crescent moons, and she smiled sweetly, her lips curving upwards:

"However, if we replace the current rudimentary configuration with a more powerful one, and combine it with a team of high-end talents, then mass production of high-level resources will probably be just around the corner."

Duan Hongzhi and Zhang Ze were still reeling from the familiarity between Elder Ye and Xiao Fuyao when they were hit with another bombshell. They were completely dumbfounded, and in a daze, they felt as if Li Fuyao was radiating a golden light of wisdom.

Duan Hongzhi had initially hesitated about Li Fuyao's proposed 40/60 split, but at this moment he was completely impressed by Li Fuyao's talent and foresight.

Duan Hongzhi felt that his junior sister was indeed from a reclusive family, and every method she came up with was a novel and interesting one. As he thought about it, Duan Hongzhi became so dazed that he forgot Ye Wuxin was there.

He rubbed his hands together anxiously, as if afraid that Li Fuyao would run away and find someone else to do business with:

"My hesitation just now was due to my shortsightedness. If we can truly achieve assembly line production as Junior Sister suggests, then on behalf of the Duan family, I will fully accept the 40/60 split proposed by Junior Sister. We will take care of all the production and sales of this Spirit-plated Sprayer!"

"I'll also... *sobs*..."

Sweating profusely, Zhang Ze rushed forward, covered Duan Hongzhi's mouth, and dragged him away. While dragging his hapless, flailing brother, he forced a weak smile and explained to Ye Wuxin:

"My brother has always been a bit slow-witted since he was a child. He's never been very bright. He was out of line just now because of his illness. Please forgive him, Elder."

"It's alright. I heard about this hothead from my eldest disciple back in Yuanshan Town. He helped me eliminate demonic cultivators and made contributions. Although he's just an outer disciple, I won't hold it against him."

Ye Wuxin glanced at the two young men with a faint smile, stroked his beard, and said:

"However, Wenhe Tower is the largest restaurant in Yanjian City, with many distinguished guests coming and going every day. If we offend someone, it will be troublesome."

"If he falls ill, take him home to rest. We can discuss the matter between you and Fuyao another day."

These words were a blatant order to leave.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ze, being astute enough, dared not ask any further questions. He led the now-docile Duan Hongzhi away with a bow.

As they left, the once lively private room became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Li Fuyao and Bai Suifeng exchanged a glance, swallowed hard, and were about to say something with a smile when they suddenly felt a heavy weight on their bodies.

She was startled and steadied herself against the table, looking up to see Ye Wuxin with a grim expression, his gaze as sharp as when they first met at the inn, asking in a deep, cold voice:

"Miss Li, born into a reclusive family, possessing seven spiritual roots, and who has advanced to the mid-stage of Qi Refining in less than half a month!"

"Now that the outsiders have left, why don't you tell me about the strange and interesting things that have happened to you recently?"