Even women who travel through time can become prime ministers and nobles.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the window and fell on Shi Wanxia's face, waking her up. She quickly got up, washed up briefly, and then, carrying the items she had prepared, headed towards the Treasure Pavilion with Qin Xin, Li Changyu, and the others.

The streets were bustling with people. Shi Wanxia felt both nervous and excited. She knew that today's actions were crucial, concerning her future.

Arriving at the Treasure Pavilion, Shi Wanxia took a deep breath to calm herself, then strode inside. The shopkeeper frowned slightly upon seeing her again.

“Young lady, why do you say this? I already said yesterday that this new item is too risky, and I cannot easily agree to consign it,” the shopkeeper said.

Shi Wanxia smiled slightly and calmly took out the soap and promotional leaflets from the package.

"Shopkeeper, please hear me out. Although no one has used this soap before, its benefits are real. Look, this paper details the uses and how to make it. It not only cleanses the skin but also removes odors, making it more convenient and practical than previous cleaning products. Moreover, I brought some samples today; you can let the shop assistants try them out. If they don't like the results, I won't force them," Shi Wanxia said sincerely.

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, then took the paper and began to read it. After a short while, he looked up, a hint of interest in his eyes.

“Alright, then I’ll have my men try it out first. If it’s really as you say, I can consider consigning it,” the shopkeeper said.

Shi Wanxia was delighted and quickly handed the soap to the workers. Following Shi Wanxia's instructions, the workers wet the soap with water and then rubbed it with their hands to create lather. The lather was rich and dense, emitting a faint fragrance.

After trying it out, the guys all raved about it.

"Shopkeeper, this soap is really good. It cleans well and smells refreshing," a shop assistant said.

Seeing the shopkeeper's assessment, the manager wavered. After a moment's thought, he finally nodded.

“Alright, young lady, I can agree to consign this soap to you. But we still need to discuss the price and profit sharing,” the shopkeeper said.

Shi Wanxia breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she was halfway to success. After discussing with the shopkeeper, she finally finalized the price and profit sharing.

Emerging from the Treasure Pavilion, Shi Wanxia's face beamed with joy. She knew her efforts had finally paid off. Next, she needed to make more people aware of soap's existence, making it an indispensable item in this martial arts world.

In the days that followed, Shi Wanxia and her friends spread the word about the benefits of soap. They posted flyers throughout the streets and alleys, explaining the uses of soap to passersby. Gradually, the reputation of soap began to spread.

More and more people came to Zhenbaoge to buy soap, and Shi Wanxia's business became increasingly prosperous. She not only solved her livelihood problem, but now her divorce banquet was also getting closer. Although Li Changyu had not said it explicitly these past few days, he had been going out more and more frequently.

In the turbulent world of martial arts, Li Changyu stood in a simple courtyard, his brows furrowed. A gentle breeze swept by, but it could not dispel the unease in his heart.

His third uncle had been insisting that he come with him to Yuezhou, the place his uncle had described as the starting point of their uprising. Li Changyu, however, felt reluctant. He looked down at the few unnamed wildflowers in the courtyard, his thoughts drifting away.

Life now, though a bit austere, is full of warmth and comfort. He spends his days with friends, the sight of Shi Wanxia making soap, Qin Xin's gentle smile, and Qinglan's caring concern—all of this fills him with immense warmth. He cherishes this tranquility, free from the strife of the martial world and the struggles for power.

However, Uncle San thought differently. He had been earnestly trying to persuade Li Changyu for days. He had discovered that the City Lord's wedding banquet had ulterior motives, and it seemed that a huge conspiracy was hidden behind it. Uncle San stood in front of Li Changyu, his expression solemn.

“Young Master, this wedding banquet at the City Lord’s Mansion is no ordinary affair. I’ve learned that they intend to use this opportunity to win over various factions and pave the way for their ulterior motives. Young Master, you must come with me to Yuezhou. That is where our foundation lies. We can gather strength there to prepare for the coming storm,” Uncle San said anxiously.

Li Changyu shook his head slightly, his gaze resolute. "Third Uncle, I don't want to go. I'm tired of fighting, and I'm content with my current life."

Uncle San sighed deeply, “Young Master, you bear a heavy responsibility and cannot be tempted by temporary comfort. There are our old subordinates and many people who support you in Yuezhou. Only there can you truly exert your strength, avenge the family, and seek the well-being of all people.”

Li Changyu remained silent, knowing that his third uncle's words held some truth. The deep-seated blood feud of his family weighed heavily on his heart, and he had tossed and turned countless times at night, contemplating his responsibilities. But whenever he saw the tranquility of this small courtyard and the smiles of his friends, he felt that perhaps there was another path to take.

“Third Uncle, I understand your good intentions. But I really don’t want to get involved in those conflicts. I just want to live an ordinary life and protect the people I care about,” Li Changyu said slowly.

Third Uncle looked at Li Changyu, his eyes filled with helplessness. "Young Master, you are too naive. In this world, where is there true ordinariness? The storms of the martial world will inevitably sweep in sooner or later. If you don't prepare in advance, you will surely fall into an abyss of no return."

Li Changyu's heart skipped a beat; he knew his third uncle's words were true. But he still couldn't bring himself to leave. He turned and went inside, sat down at the table, and fell into deep thought.

Outside the window, a gentle breeze continued to blow, and sunlight streamed into the courtyard, warm and serene. Li Changyu, however, was filled with conflict and struggle. He didn't know what to choose: should he heed his third uncle's advice and head to Yuezhou, plunging into the bloody and treacherous world of martial arts, or should he stay true to himself and remain in this warm and welcoming courtyard?

Days passed, and his third uncle's persuasion never ceased. Li Changyu, meanwhile, continued to contemplate his future. He knew he couldn't keep running away; sooner or later, he had to make a decision.

Just then, news arrived that the City Lord's wedding banquet had been held ahead of schedule, causing a stir among various factions. Li Changyu felt a sense of unease; he realized that this wedding banquet might change the fate of many people.

He found his third uncle again, and the two sat facing each other in a somber atmosphere.

"Third Uncle, what exactly is the purpose of the wedding banquet at the City Lord's Mansion?" Li Changyu asked.

Third Uncle's expression was solemn. "Young Master, as far as I know, the City Lord's Mansion intends to use the wedding banquet to unite with some forces to suppress the surrounding martial arts sects. Their ambitions are not small; they want to unify this martial arts world."

Li Changyu frowned. "Then what should we do?"

Third Uncle pondered for a moment, "Young Master, we must make a decision as soon as possible. If you don't want to go to Yuezhou, we can't just sit here and wait to die. We can secretly investigate the City Lord's Mansion's conspiracy and find a way to deal with it."

Li Changyu nodded. "Alright, let's do as Uncle says. Let's investigate the City Lord's Mansion's purpose first, and then make a plan."

So, Li Changyu and his third uncle began their clandestine operations. They roamed the streets and alleys, gathering intelligence. In the process, they also met some like-minded people who joined them in fighting against the city lord's conspiracy.