Chapter 899: Chapter 899

The person who most desires to open the passage between the Immortal Realm and the Mortal Realm now is none other than Ye Tianshi.

Currently, his daughter Linger lies on the Cold Jade Bed, and if he cannot find the Divine Power Herb, his daughter will die outright.

Therefore, Ye Tianshi is eager for the passage between the Immortal Realm and the Mortal Realm to open as soon as possible.

Ruan Yuan is a man of action. He immediately took Ye Tianshi and left the Spirit Sect.

After Ruan Yuan and Ye Tianshi left, Ding Fan summoned the three Great Elders.

Ding Fan meticulously explained the Spirit Sect Technique and key matters for the three Protectors.

After discussing the techniques, Ding Fan also deliberated on recent plans the Spirit Sect needed to focus on with the three Protectors.

First and foremost, having suffered a sneak attack from the Ghost Sect, the Spirit Sect must strive to avoid conflict with the Ghost Sect for a while. Meanwhile, all sect disciples must focus on cultivation with urgency.

The Spirit Sect Technique is now complete. Through learning, the cultivation levels of all disciples could improve significantly, enhancing the sect's combat strength.

In simple terms, now is a period for the Spirit Sect to recuperate and strengthen.

At present, Ding Fan doesn't have much pressing business there, so he still needs to return to Yongfan Island first.

Yongfan Island has only recently been unified, and it has disrupted many nations' interests. Presumably, these nations won't let it go so easily.

Thus, Ding Fan must go back.

The three Great Elders had no objections to Ding Fan returning to Yongfan Island. After all, many matters in the Secular World were still awaiting his attention.

However, the three Great Elders had one condition for Ding Fan: he could return to Yongfan Island, but he must take Mei Zhi with him.

Their reasoning was simple—with Mei Zhi by his side, Ding Fan wouldn't forget his identity. Moreover, if the Spirit Sect faced any issues, they could quickly reach him through Mei Zhi.

Ding Fan had no objection to this request. After all, Yongfan Island was currently in need of capable individuals. Mei Zhi, being a Heavenly Level third-grade martial artist, was a talent, and there was no reason for Ding Fan to refuse her.

Shortly after, the three Great Elders wrapped up their discussion with Ding Fan about other Spirit Sect matters before taking their leave.

After sending off the three elders, Ding Fan began to pack up some essentials. Then, he set off with Mei Zhi and left the Spirit Sect.

Once out of the Spirit Sect, Ding Fan and Mei Zhi swiftly exited Tongshan.

Upon passing through the mountainous area, Ding Fan quickly took out his phone. Since occupying Yongfan Island, his phone had been with him at all times.

With his phone on hand, he could be immediately informed in case of any situation on Yongfan Island.

Previously, in the Tongshan wilderness, there had been no signal. Once he reached signal coverage, Ding Fan took out his phone right away.

After checking his phone, he found only one message had arrived since regaining signal.

The sender was none other than Hu Jin. The message stated that a large quantity of construction materials was urgently needed.

Yongfan Island was indeed in the midst of major construction and facing a shortage of materials.

Thinking about the construction supplies, Ding Fan immediately thought of someone—Qin Manshu.

Qin Manshu, having battled in the business world for years, had extensive connections. Furthermore, Old Master Qin was a retired military officer, so transporting some building materials to Yongfan Island wouldn't be a challenge.

Without hesitation, Ding Fan replied to Hu Jin's message with a simple, "Got it."

Having determined his course of action, Ding Fan promptly headed toward Tongcheng.

With Mei Zhi accompanying him, Ding Fan journeyed through several twists and turns before finally reaching Tongcheng.

Arriving in Tongcheng, Ding Fan gave Qin Manshu a call before heading directly to meet her.

At that time, Qin Manshu wasn't at Qin's Group but was busy assisting Ding Fan with managing his Huaxia Group.

This touched Ding Fan deeply. He knew that Qin's Group's business was far from easy, yet Qin Manshu was willing to put his Huaxia Group first, undoubtedly for his sake.

Accompanied by Mei Zhi, Ding Fan went directly to the Huaxia Group's general manager's office and pushed open the door. However, the office wasn't empty—there was someone else besides Qin Manshu.

A middle-aged man with slicked-back hair was present. His aura was undeniably strong, suggesting someone accustomed to holding high positions.

Seeing this individual, Qin Manshu flashed Ding Fan a bitter smile. Clearly, even she found this middle-aged man troublesome.

"So, you are Ding Fan?"

Before Ding Fan could say anything, the man spoke first.

"I am," Ding Fan replied flatly.

"I'm Mao Zhen, Deputy General Manager of Singapore's Feisuo Group," the man introduced himself.

Feisuo Group is a pharmaceutical giant, renowned not only in Singapore but across Yahuan State, and even globally—ranking among the top ten of the Fortune 500 companies. Its status speaks volumes about its power.

Mao Zhen assumed that mentioning Feisuo Group would elicit some excitement from Ding Fan. After all, no one in the industry would be unaware of their company, especially the chairman of a large company like Huaxia Group.

To Mao's surprise, Ding Fan merely nodded and casually sat on a nearby sofa, showing no signs of reverence or intrigue.

From Ding Fan's demeanor, Mao Zhen could tell unequivocally that Ding Fan didn't care about him or his company.

Having served as Vice General Manager of Feisuo Group for so many years, Mao Zhen had never experienced this kind of disregard. Five years ago, when visiting Huaxia Country, even the nation's leaders had arranged a welcoming ceremony for him.

But this young man in front of him, barely in his twenties, showed such disdain—it was sheer arrogance.

"Do you have some business here? If not, I still need to talk to Manshu," Ding Fan stated calmly.

Though irritated, Mao Zhen suppressed his feelings. After all, he had come with a mission and needed to remain composed.

"I'm here to discuss acquiring Huaxia Group," Mao Zhen said with a detached tone.

"Acquiring?" Ding Fan was slightly taken aback, wondering where this acquisition proposal was coming from, as he had never intended to sell. "We've never expressed any intention to sell."

"We're offering two billion yuan," Mao Zhen interrupted directly, ignoring Ding Fan's response.

Beside them, Qin Manshu raised her eyebrows slightly upon hearing this. Feisuo Group was indeed willing to take a bold step by throwing so much money at the deal.

Mao Zhen tried to glean some reaction from Ding Fan's expression, hoping to uncover a trace of interest.

But Ding Fan remained expressionless as if he were unmoved, his calm demeanor betraying nothing.

"If your visit is solely to propose buying Huaxia Group, I can tell you now—I'm not selling. So please leave," Ding Fan replied mildly.

"Two point two billion yuan!" Mao Zhen persisted, showing no intention of leaving as he continued raising the offer.

This man seemed thoroughly convinced he could bury Ding Fan in money.

As Ding Fan contemplated silently, Mao Zhen made his offer again: "Two point four billion yuan!"

Gesturing for Mao Zhen to stop, Ding Fan was visibly irritated. "If we're here to talk business, let's do so properly."

Seeing Ding Fan speak, Mao Zhen smirked slightly, believing his high offer had swayed him. "Mr. Ding, Feisuo Group is determined to acquire your Huaxia Group. Alright, name your price."

"I'll give you two point five billion yuan to acquire Feisuo Group," Ding Fan retorted.

Mao Zhen, expecting Ding Fan to state a price for Huaxia Group, was dumbfounded when Ding Fan offered a bid to buy Feisuo Group instead.

"You… Are you insane?! Feisuo Group can't possibly be sold!" Mao Zhen snapped, furrowing his brow.

"Three billion yuan," Ding Fan mimicked Mao Zhen's earlier tone to escalate the bid further.

"You…" Mao Zhen's face darkened. "Are you mocking me? I've made it clear—Feisuo Group isn't for sale."

Ding Fan sneered coldly. "I already told you before that Huaxia Group isn't for sale. Yet you keep harping on about it—don't you find it tiresome?"

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No matter how much of an industry titan Mao Zhen was, being chastened by a twenty-something-year-old left him feeling deeply humiliated.

Grim-faced, Mao Zhen straightened up and declared, "Kid, I'll leave my words here—you're going to sell Huaxia Group to us, whether you like it or not."

Ding Fan sighed, unimpressed. Turning to Qin Manshu, he said, "See him out, please."

Mao Zhen glared fiercely at Ding Fan before storming out without another word.

Although Ding Fan had been intentionally dismissive, Qin Manshu remained polite. In business, as the saying goes, "Selling or buying, maintain cordiality."

She personally escorted Mao Zhen all the way to the company's entrance.

"Who's this beautiful lady? Why haven't you introduced us yet?" Qin Manshu asked cheerfully upon returning, glancing at Mei Zhi.

With her impeccable manners and aristocratic grace, Qin Manshu always seemed to consider Ding Fan's perspective in everything she did.

The more considerate she was, the guiltier Ding Fan felt toward her.

In the Cultivation World, Ding Fan had led a life free from worldly desires. But in this reincarnation, it seemed fate wanted to complicate things by surrounding him with several women...

"This is Mei Zhi. To put it simply, she's my apprentice," Ding Fan explained.

Speaking from the Spirit Sect's perspective, as its leader, Mei Zhi was naturally regarded as his disciple.

Mei Zhi, possessing an Exquisite Heart, obediently stepped forward to greet Qin Manshu with the martial artist's etiquette. "Disciple Mei Zhi greets the Mistress..."

Ding Fan truly didn't understand how Mei Zhi arrived at the conclusion that Qin Manshu was the Mistress.

Qin Manshu's smile grew wider upon hearing Mei Zhi's words. "Alright, alright, this isn't your Ancient Martial World—we don't need such formalities."

Mei Zhi nodded and diligently stood by Ding Fan's side.

"Ding Fan, do you know the powerful figure you just offended?" Qin Manshu teased, smiling.

Ding Fan shrugged nonchalantly. "Manshu, I came this time to ask for your help finding some suppliers of construction materials. I need a large quantity of supplies."

"Even before you came to me, I had already contacted suppliers," Qin Manshu replied warmly. "And I've spoken with my grandfather. He's pulled strings to ensure smooth shipping routes for delivering the materials to Yongfan Island."