Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar

PHEW, PHEW~ Hong Yuan took deep breaths to settle his excited heart.

Soon, he made his decision: to take a 20% share of Workshop A06.

Workshop A06 was Zhu Wushang's private domain, with half the shares in his hands and the other half in his Master's.

Hong Yuan had no confidence in achieving good results with the other two rewards.

In his past life, he was just a worker resigned to his fate; if he were to lead a group on his own, Hong Yuan would feel insecure. It would likely be a disaster! Following behind Zhu Wushang and getting some benefits was quite good.

"Master, I choose a 20% share of Workshop A06," Hong Yuan said.

"Hmm, alright." Master Lin Daoyan turned his head to look at Zhu Wushang. "Wushang, you also take a 20% share of Workshop A06."

As Zhu Wushang was about to decline with a gesture, Master Lin Daoyan spoke sternly, "Of what use are those workshop shares to me? Don't refuse them."

Hong Yuan suddenly had a feeling that Master Lin Daoyan offered this choice to him to give Zhu Wushang the 20% share. After all, Zhu was the disciple who had followed the Master for the longest time. If it weren't for Zhu's obstinate character, the Master certainly would have given the entire Workshop A06 to Zhu. But who cares? Becoming a small boss is quite exhilarating!

After saying goodbye to his Master, Hong Yuan made an excuse to his senior brother and hurriedly left the White Frost Stone House.

"Yuan is missing out; even Master can't stop praising Xiaoru's skills."

Watching Hong Yuan leave, Zhu Wushang shook his head and chuckled, then turned to head to the dining hall.

At this moment, Lin Yiru was waiting for Zhu Wushang and Hong Yuan with anticipation. Her delicate brows raised slightly when she saw only Zhu Wushang arriving.

"Wushang, where's Yuan?" Lin Yiru asked.

"Yuan had something to do and has already left," Zhu Wushang said as he rolled up his sleeves, ready for a great meal.

Lin Yiru's expression changed as she mumbled a few words under her breath.

"Yiru, what's wrong?" P^ub!l^i-c.at!ion& c+ou+rt#e@s%y+ of M|@V%|#L$E--*M$P!Y^R@.

"Nothing, it's nothing," Lin Yiru replied with a forced smile.

「...」

"I'm a small boss! I'm a small boss now!" Hong Yuan stepped out of the White Frost Stone House, his spirits soaring.

Indeed, this world treats talents preferentially; not hiding my skills was the right choice. But being a second-rank forging master is just a side job; there's not much point in hiding my skills anyway.

Phoenix Creek Sect was full of talents. An Overlord Sect of a state, what it least lacked were talents yet to mature.

"3,000 Energy Stones! A guaranteed 3,000 Energy Stones every month, even in the off-season!"

The thought of securing a guaranteed 3,000 Energy Stones every month just by holding a 20% share of Workshop A06 made Hong Yuan as joyful as a monkey.

Looking up at the tree leaves, Hong Yuan felt the desire to leap up and knock them down. He was simply too happy.

With such a means of production, he no longer needed to hunt Demon Beasts in places like the Ten Thousand Beast Cave Heaven or the Phoenix Creek Mountain Range. He could just steadily cultivate.

At least until he reached the fourth rank, he would not worry about Energy Stones. A True Disciple? An ordinary True Disciple doesn't have it as comfortable as Hong Yuan!

HEH HEH HEH HEH... Unable to hold back, Hong Yuan let out foolish laughter, leaving footprints in the snow.

At this moment, Hong Yuan felt immense gratitude towards Master Lin Daoyan and Zhu Wushang, and a strong sense of belonging to this group.

He resolved that, a hundred years after his Master and Senior Brother, he would definitely protect their descendants well.

「...」

After leaving the White Frost Stone House, Zhu Wushang was still somewhat perplexed.

Why did Yiru's mood swing so drastically, as if she couldn't wait for him to leave? He couldn't be inferior to Yuan, could he? Impossible~

"Master Zhu."

"Master Zhu."

The blacksmith apprentices in Workshop A06 greeted Zhu Wushang, who nodded lightly in response before heading back to his own little room.

Zhu Wushang sat in the wicker chair, looking around. He still felt it would be better to add another wicker chair and a mahogany table.

"Li Wu!" Zhu Wushang shouted loudly.

"My lord." Li Wu walked in from outside, waiting for Zhu Wushang's orders.

"Go add another wicker chair and a mahogany table for me..."

"I understand, my lord."

Just as he walked out of the small house, Li Wu took a look around.

Li Wu was very clear about Zhu Wushang's habits. When he found out that Hong Yuan was not in Workshop A06, he felt envy for Hong Yuan.

What a lucky guy. No, perhaps this is the treatment for a genius... Li Wu murmured to himself.

An hour later, Hong Yuan returned to Workshop A06.

Li Wu immediately reported the news to Zhu Wushang.

After learning that Hong Yuan had returned to Workshop A06, Zhu Wushang once again reviewed the newly arranged desk and nodded in satisfaction.

Then Zhu Wushang stood up and left the small house to look for Hong Yuan.

The first-rank forging masters' area.

Hong Yuan was packing his teapot, tea leaves, and straps, attracting frequent glances from the other three first-rank forging masters.

"Yuan, have you packed up everything?" Zhu Wushang asked while squatting down.

"Yes, I've packed everything," Hong Yuan replied shyly, holding a small wooden box in his hands.

With Li Wu leading the way, Hong Yuan moved into Zhu Wushang's small room.

Crazy! Workshop A06 has gone completely mad!

He really moved in!

This is just too much...

What on earth qualifies Hong Yuan to move into the small room?

Are second-rank forging masters really that valuable?!

For a moment, a storm of shock erupted in the hearts of everyone in Workshop A06. Whether they knew what was happening or not, they were all speechless and extremely shocked.

Zhao Gonghe's eyes were bloodshot, his expression ghostly. At seventeen, his vaunted emotional control completely broke down!

In a rage, Zhao Gonghe hammered forcefully, directly smashing a piece of Hundred Tempered Fine Iron he had been forging for three days. This caused the formal disciples nearby to pale and distance themselves from Zhao Gonghe in this state.

HUFF, HUFF, HUFF~

Zhao Gonghe breathed heavily; he was barely holding himself back.

Right at that moment, he really wanted to place an order in the Ten Thousand Kills Hall for a Human-rank assassin to eliminate Hong Yuan.

But reason told Zhao Gonghe that this was not advisable, as his Master would surely find out. Hong Yuan, oh Hong Yuan, you truly are my good junior brother, Zhao Gonghe thought with a stifled heart.

In the small room, Hong Yuan was earnestly listening to his senior brother's teachings, absorbing the management principles of this world's workshops.

From employee to junior boss, Zhu Wushang obviously regarded Hong Yuan with even more importance.

And nothing untoward happened.

Hong Yuan became a second-rank Martial Artist at sixteen, and a second-rank forging master... Anyone could see Hong Yuan's limitless future, let alone Zhu Wushang, who had watched him grow.

With Zhu's explanations, Hong Yuan gained a fair understanding of the personnel arrangements in Workshop A06.

Workshop A06 had thirty-seven formal disciples, eight cultivating disciples, and numerous servants.

Zhu was a True Disciple, the true master of this A-grade workshop, and Hong Yuan was also aware of this.

An hour later, following his senior brother's instructions, Hong Yuan, accompanied by Li Wu, went to meet the heads of the various small groups in Workshop A06.

In fact, Hong Yuan was taking on his new role as junior boss, inspecting Workshop A06.

"Greetings, Master Hong. My name is Hong."

"Greetings, Master Hong. I am Da Niu."

"..."

With Li Wu's help, Hong Yuan became essentially acquainted with the names and faces of these minor leaders.

Not just these leaders, but also those disciples who weren't fond of Zhao Gonghe proactively approached Hong Yuan with their congratulations.

In an instant, Hong Yuan became a true big shot in Workshop A06.

He rode the storm!

By the fire of the Luyi Furnace, Zhao Gonghe's expression alternated between being as gloomy as water and fiercely grim.

In the flickering light of the flames, he looked truly terrifying.