Setting aside Bai He's shock in the Min Clan, Bai Chenxiang had taken Yu Xiaowei for a walk around Tianxing City.
After walking for a while, Yu Xiaowei couldn't help but sigh.
As expected of a city in the Star Luo Empire, the layout and style of Tianxing City were very similar to Xingluo City. There were shops selling weapons and potions everywhere.
Among these shops, the most popular were undoubtedly the weapons and armor from the Strength Clan, and the healing potions from the Po Clan.
Yu Xiaowei even visited one of the stores and saw the dagger he had given to Bai Chenxiang. Its price tag was actually one gold soul coin.
He couldn't help but click his tongue. He had casually taken something from the Titan household, and it nearly equaled one percent of the Min Clan's entire wealth.
Should he say that the Strength Clan's weapons were too valuable? Or was the Min Clan just too poor?
As for the Baihe Clan's healing potions, the prices varied. The cheapest were only a few copper soul coins per bottle, while the most expensive ones could cost dozens of silver soul coins per bottle.
In the martial Star Luo Empire, these two items were considered hard currency, and consumption was high. No wonder the two families had spare funds to support the Min Clan every year.
Bai Chenxiang earnestly introduced the customs and traditions of Tianxing City to Yu Xiaowei. She had long wanted a good weapon but knew the family's situation very well, so she had never asked Bai He for anything.
The Min Clan possessed the fastest speed in the soul master world. However, their attack power was pitiful, so a good weapon was crucial.
This had always been their way—extreme speed combined with indestructible weapons made the Min Clan a formidable assassin family.
Back when they were still part of the Clear Sky Sect and didn't worry about food or clothing, the clan lacked no weapons crafted by the Li family. At that time, it was also the peak of their combat power.
Unfortunately, during the Spirit Hall's purge, many of the clan's strong members were killed one after another, and those extremely sharp weapons were essentially lost.
In recent years, the Li Clan had recovered their vitality and resumed making various high-quality weapons. Titan had originally planned to give them some, but since the Min Clan couldn't even afford food, how could they bring themselves to ask for weapons? So Titan just sold everything and exchanged it for money to send over.
After the long walk around Tianxing City, Bai Chenxiang happily brought Yu Xiaowei back to the clan.
Seeing Yu Xiaowei return, Yang Wudi and the others bid farewell to Bai He, who was still in shock.
On the way back to the inn, Yang Wudi still shook his head helplessly.
Bai He's stubbornness exceeded their expectations—he was even more stubborn than Titan, who was loyal to Tang Hao.
Knowing that Yu Xiaowei wanted to help him get revenge, he still placed more hope in returning to the Clear Sky Sect. This strange logic left Yang Wudi completely speechless.
Yu Xiaowei didn't mind at all and waved his hand to reassure him.
"Senior Yang, don't be discouraged. We still gained something today."
"That little girl?"
"Yes, she's Senior Bai He's granddaughter. She has a lot of influence over him."
"You're not thinking of...?"
Yang Wudi was surprised. He thought Yu Xiaowei wanted to marry Bai Chenxiang into the household to force Bai He to compromise.
Not only him—Tai Tan and Niu Gao thought the same.
Seeing their expressions, Yu Xiaowei couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you thinking? I'm already engaged."
"I just want to leave a good impression on that girl so it'll be easier for us to carry out our next plan."
"From now on, we don't need to persuade Senior Bai He every day. As long as the people in Spirit Hall play their part well, I can use that girl's eyes to help us."
"Grandpa, I'm back."
After seeing Yu Xiaowei and the others off, Bai Chenxiang returned to Bai He's room.
When he saw his granddaughter return, Bai He—who had been frowning—immediately showed a warm smile.
"Xiangxiang, where have you been today?"
"I met an interesting person in the family. I showed him around the city and he gave me a dagger made by Grandpa Taitan's family."
After saying that, Bai Chenxiang took the gold soul coin dagger from her sleeve and continued playing with it.
"An interesting person?"
Bai He frowned immediately but quickly realized the person must be Yu Xiaowei.
He was the only newcomer to their clan who could afford to buy such a valuable gift.
Afraid that Yu Xiaowei might have said something strange to Bai Chenxiang, he quickly asked with concern.
"Xiangxiang, did that brat say anything to you?"
"Ah, he didn't say anything. We just walked around the city and he gave me this as a gift."
"He didn't say anything?"
Bai He frowned even more, confused about what Yu Xiaowei was trying to do.
Seeing his expression, Bai Chenxiang also asked with a strange look.
"Grandpa, what's wrong? Is something wrong with that person?"
"Grandpa?"
"Grandpa!!!"
After calling him three times, Bai He snapped out of his thoughts.
"Ah, oh, it's nothing."
"Xiangxiang, remember—no matter what that brat says, don't believe him."
Hearing that, Bai Chenxiang nodded as if she understood.
"Okay, Grandpa. I understand."
In the next few days, Yu Xiaowei and the others didn't show up again, nor did Yue Guan.
The sanctions against the Min Clan continued.
Members of Baihe's clan tried many ways but still couldn't find decent jobs.
Even the worst high-level soul master academies didn't want to accept their children.
If Yang Wudi hadn't sent over 10,000 gold soul coins, the Min Clan likely wouldn't have been able to survive.
Yu Xiaowei and the others clearly saw their difficult situation, but Yang Wudi and the others didn't dare act without Yu Xiaowei's orders.
"Young Patriarch, I actually think it'd be better if we just pay some money to pressure Old Bai He now."
This time, it was Titan who spoke.
Yu Xiaowei shook his head, looking helpless.
"Senior Titan, do you think your brother would surrender for just a bit of money from me?"
"Uh…"
That question left Titan speechless, and after thinking for a moment, he sighed.
With Bai He's personality, probably no one could truly persuade him except people from the Clear Sky Sect.
Yu Xiaowei continued speaking with a smile.
"The people I arranged should have arrived. We just need to wait two more days."
As they spoke, a tall, handsome young man with blue hair—over 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a well-proportioned body—arrived at the Min Clan gate.
Just as the Min Clan guards were about to stop him, a small black hammer suddenly appeared in his right hand.
A surprised look appeared on the guards' faces, and the young man spoke calmly:
"My name is Tang San, my father is Tang Hao, and I've come today to pay my respects to my uncle."