In the early morning, Ye Yang woke up in a dream. The turbid breath accumulated in his chest was finally vomited, and the scars on his body disappeared without any trace. The healing of the soul technique that Zeng Xuan practiced was indeed very magical.

"Dada..."

There was a knock on the door, and the maid said outside the door: "Young Master, are you getting up and washing up now?"

Ye Yang glanced at it and found that Zeng Xuan was holding a corner of the quilt tightly, lying on the edge of the bed, his round buttocks were slightly raised from a charming angle, and he was sleeping in a state of ecstasy.

"Damn, didn't you brag yesterday that the strong men in the starry sky don't need to sleep?"

Ye Yang was secretly depressed, sat up, reached out and pushed Zengxuan's shoulder: "Oh, Sister Zengxuan, get up, why did you climb to my bedside in the middle of the night?"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a spear of light flashing starlight appeared on Ye Yang's neck. With just a slight deviation, he could kill him!

Zeng Xuan subconsciously cast the Soul-Devouring Spear, rubbed his eyes and sat up, but found Ye Yang looking at him with a look of wanting death in his eyes.

"Boy, what's wrong?" Zeng Xuan smiled.

Ye Yang's eyes moved down and said, "Can you destroy the power of the Soul-Devouring Spear first?"

"ah?"

Zeng Xuan looked at his right hand and couldn't help but smile: "This... this is a subconscious self-protection behavior. You are not injured, are you?"

“No… this time.”

Ye Yang was so scared that he was sweating coldly, and said to the maid outside: "Put down the clear water, I'll come out later, you can go out."

"Yes, Master!"

The maid is very obedient, but in fact she dares not disobey, otherwise the young master can torture her in different ways, just like Zeng Xuan tormenting Ye Yang.

After getting up and washing up, Ye Yang came to the front hall and found Ye Nantian and Ye Beichi were both there.

"Ziyu, you are here!"

"Um."

Ye Yang looked at Ye Beichi's anxious expression and asked, "Second Uncle, what's wrong? Ye Shuang's injury has healed at all?"

"It's much better, but..." Ye Beichi stopped talking. After a few seconds, he finally said: "It's just that something happened in the Ye family's refining shop!"

"What's up?"

"This morning, the Peng Family Refining Floor in Wufengfang will be opened. Just opposite our Ye Family Refining Floor, they got more than ten Nine-grade and Eighth-grade weapons from somewhere, all of which were placed in the refining Floor. It seemed that they wanted to deliberately compete with our Ye Family Refining Floor!"

Ye Beichi's eyes were full of helplessness: "Originally, the Ye Family Refining Floor had the eighth-grade weapon, Yanzhada, to Zhenfang, but now the Yanzhadada disappeared without a trace. If we completely lose to the other party in terms of momentum, I am afraid that the Ye Family Refining Floor's position as the No. 1 iron weapon in Liangcheng would be lost."

Ye Nantian clenched his fists and said, "The Peng family obviously doesn't want to let our Ye family go like this. It seems that the dispute over the refining house is inevitable!"

Ye Beichi looked at his brother and said, "How should we deal with it?"

Ye Nantian frowned and said, "If there is no way to do anything, there is only one way to go!"

Ye Yang asked: "Which one?"

"Yaoyang, battle axe Yaoyang!" Ye Nantian suddenly stood up and said, "Yaoyang is a third-grade divine weapon. If the Ye family is desperate, they can only invite Yaoyang into the Ye family's refining workshop as the treasure of the town. No matter what, Yaoyang still belongs to the Ye family within half a year. We can hold on for half a year and then try good strategies!"

Ye Beichi was shocked: "Brother, this move requires thinking twice. It is not a trivial matter to bring Yaoyang into the refining workshop. Once Peng Feng uses this order to make things difficult for the Ye family, we will be in a dilemma!"

"yes!"

Ye Yang stood up, looked at Ye Beichi's injuries, and said, "Second uncle, please rest first. Today, I will go to host the scene in the Ye Family Refining Floor!"

Suddenly, Ye Beichi and Ye Nantian looked at each other and smiled together: "Ziyu, it's best if you are willing to go!"

Ye Beichi gently stroked the wound on his chest and said, "It seems that the Ye family refining workshop should indeed be handed over to Ziyu's hands. The so-called "great than blue is better than blue, Ziyu's weapon refining cultivation skills are probably above me!"

Ye Yang smiled in a humble way: "Where is there? I've gone to the refining shop!"

"good!"

...

In the morning, there was a strong flame in the Ye family's rigor. A large green flag was hung in front of the main entrance of the rigor, with a square word "ye" written on it. A row of weapons were placed next to it, all of which were not of grade, but they were sharp.

Directly opposite the Ye Family Refining Floor is the only weapon shop in Wufeng Floor. The Peng Family Refining Floor has finally opened, with a crowd of people. Some strong-wicked men are carrying iron ore into the refining Floor. By the door, a beautiful girl is directing her with a sharp sword that rotates through light. She is not someone else, but Peng Yue'er!

Deep in the road, a young man came to the Ye Family Rural House with two long swords on his back with a handsome figure.

"Young Master!"

Two workshop craftsmen saluted respectfully.

Ye Yang nodded and glanced at the opposite side, but found that Peng Yue'er was also looking at him. Peng Yue'er's eyes were full of contempt and provocation. Obviously, the idea of ​​Peng's family legacy shop to knock down Ye's family legacy shop is unchangeable.

Ye Yang entered the refining house, and the manager of the refining house walked over with the accounts and reported one by one: "Young Master, the orders for half a month have decreased by 30% compared with last month. In addition, the orders for the official army around Liangcheng have also decreased by about four cities, and the revenue of the refining house has decreased by 40% compared with the previous month!"

Ye Yang frowned and asked, "What is the reason for the reduction?"

"We..." the supervisor hesitated for a moment and said, "We can no longer provide the requirement of a ninth-grade weapon every month. I am afraid that in the long run, our refining workshop will lose cooperation with the government's weapons!"

"A ninth-grade weapon every month?"

"Well, this month, our Soldiers have not produced a ninth-grade weapon. Yesterday's messenger came to urge him. The soldiers guarding the border are in short supply of ninth-grade weapons!"

Taking a deep breath, Ye Yang said lightly: "I understand. Within three days, I will give you a ninth-grade weapon."

"Ah?!" The supervisor was overjoyed: "That's great! By the way, there is another thing, you have seen it, Young Master, the Peng Family Refining Floor has opened, and they brought in 13 ninth-grade weapons and 3 eighth-grade weapons. Those are magical weapons and weapons, which have surpassed us in momentum. This is not a good sign!"

Ye Yang nodded: "I understand, you go and do it!"

"good!"

...

There is no order in the refining shop, which is a very headache. Although Ye Yang can easily refine the ninth-grade weapon now, it can only solve the urgent problem. What is more important is to develop commercial transactions in orders. Otherwise, the Ye family's refining shop will naturally be exhausted and will eventually have no funds to buy ore iron.

The Peng family was arrogant and wealthy, and opened a refining workshop with great fanfare, obviously not wanting to make the Ye family have a good time.

At a loss, a servant suddenly ran in and reported: "Young master, the head of Qinglei Auction House, Miss Lei Xiaodie is looking for a meeting outside the yard!"

"oh?"
Chapter completed!