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In the end, Bibi Dong found a maid who happened to have taken leave because of her period. She used Seventh Space according to Dongfang Yu's instructions.

Bibi Dong looked at the maid with an odd expression. "How was it?"

The maid respectfully replied, "Reporting to Your Holiness, this thing is indeed very convenient. This servant no longer needs to take leave and rest. I can work whenever necessary."

After saying that, the maid gave Dongfang Yu, who stood nearby, a peculiar look. He didn't look like it, but Young Master Dongfang sure knew how to have fun. He could even invent something involving women's private matters.

Dongfang Yu was somewhat speechless under her gaze. Other transmigrators made airplanes and cannons, or, at worst, farmed and grew vegetables. They all got rich overnight.

But when it came to him, a transmigrator like him was actually selling sanitary pads. No matter how he looked at it, it felt rather shabby. He was bringing shame upon all those predecessors.

A flicker of excitement appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes. She had only told him to give it a try, yet he had actually succeeded.

"Xiao Yu."

"This disciple is here." Dongfang Yu stepped forward respectfully, as though he would always be this loyal before Bibi Dong.

"Not only have you solved your teacher's problem, but you have also solved a problem for women everywhere. You have done very well this time." Bibi Dong rarely offered such praise.

"How much does this cost to produce?"

Dongfang Yu answered, "About fifty Copper Soul Coins."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly. "Then what price do you think would be appropriate?"

In truth, Bibi Dong already had an answer in mind, but she still wanted to hear Dongfang Yu's opinion. After all, this item had come from him.

Without hesitation, Dongfang Yu said, "Two hundred and fifty Silver Soul Coins."

"Ah!" The maid beside them cried out in fright. Good heavens, he might as well rob them!

Bibi Dong rebuked the maid, then could not help being startled herself. This little disciple truly dared to name a price. He had multiplied it by five hundred the moment he opened his mouth!

That made the fifty Silver Soul Coins she had originally planned to suggest difficult to say aloud.

"Wouldn't that be too expensive?" Bibi Dong hesitated before asking.

Dongfang Yu smiled faintly. "Teacher, it is not that Seventh Space is expensive. The technology is expensive."

Bibi Dong slowly nodded. "But it is still too expensive. Ordinary people may not be able to afford it."

"Teacher, if you knew such a thing existed, would you buy it?" Dongfang Yu asked.

Bibi Dong answered without hesitation, "Of course I would. I understand now. You intend to sell it to nobles and aristocrats."

"Correct. Two hundred and fifty Silver Soul Coins is the price for nobles. As for commoners, fifty will do.

Teacher need not worry, nor fear that the nobles will not buy it. This disciple has his own methods."

Bibi Dong asked instinctively, "What method do you have?"

Dongfang Yu thought for a moment before answering, "Packaging."

"Hm?"

"I can package the sanitary pads. The Seventh Space sold to nobles can be renamed Goddess's Dream, and the packaging will cost a little more as well.

Nobles care about nothing more than appearances. So long as the sanitary pads in their hands look more premium and more expensive than those used by commoners, they will definitely be willing to spend money. In truth... there is no essential difference between the two. Once opened, they are both merely sanitary pads, but they enjoy that feeling of being above others." Dongfang Yu finished slowly, then raised his head to look at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong was actually somewhat absentminded. This disciple... could he be an entrepreneur she had held back? Such analysis, such a grasp of noble psychology—it was impossible to believe he was merely a seven-year-old child.

She had not encountered someone so intelligent in a long time. His eloquent words and confident bearing just now reminded her of someone.

It seemed she saw that person's shadow in Dongfang Yu. That person had been like him back then—so confident, so brilliant and outstanding.

"Yes, Xiao Yu is right." Bibi Dong smiled in gratification, and her voice became much gentler.

"Then what does Teacher mean?"

"Arrange for mass production as soon as possible. Leave everything else... to me," Bibi Dong answered.

Dongfang Yu nodded. Other issues, such as intellectual property protection, partnerships, agents, patents, and countless other troublesome matters, naturally had to be handled by her, the Pope. He did not have that ability himself.

"This disciple obeys." Dongfang Yu bowed respectfully and prepared to leave.

"Wait."

Dongfang Yu turned back and looked at Bibi Dong in confusion, not understanding why she had stopped him.

"You have helped Teacher greatly this time. What reward do you want?" Bibi Dong asked with a gentle smile.

"It is this disciple's duty to share Teacher's burdens. Teacher is being too formal." Dongfang Yu smiled, then did not linger any longer and left the Papal Hall.

Watching his departing back, Bibi Dong became absentminded once more and murmured, "Only seven years old, yet already so astonishing... But why does your martial soul have to be Angel?"

Yes, Bibi Dong now especially admired Dongfang Yu, as though she had only truly met him for the first time.

In terms of cultivation talent, perhaps only that wretch could stand beside him. His intellect and temperament were equally exceptional. Neither arrogant nor impetuous, she had never seen such an astonishing child.

"But why is your martial soul Angel..." Bibi Dong could not help murmuring again.

Over the next month, Dongfang Yu devoted himself wholeheartedly to his great undertaking of making money. With the team Bibi Dong had given him, Seventh Space was about to enter the market and sweep it clean.

During that month, Bibi Dong also observed Dongfang Yu's attitude, even suspecting more than once that she had been overthinking things.

If he truly feared her and acted this way because of it, there was no need for him to put in so much effort. Perhaps he would never have mentioned something like Seventh Space to her in the first place.

What exactly was he after?

Bibi Dong realized that she could no longer see through this little disciple. Or perhaps... she had never seen through him at all?

Time passed, and before long, another month had gone by.

Spirit Hall's Seventh Space burst onto the market. At first, not many people paid it any attention, believing it to be a joke. After all, they had never heard of anything like it before.

But Dongfang Yu had modern ideas. After he arranged for a little paid promotion, Seventh Space became wildly popular overnight!

Then, while the momentum was hot, Dongfang Yu proposed buy-one-get-one-free offers and discounts for bulk purchases. In a short time, Seventh Space became known throughout the land. Sales were so enormous every day that the cashiers' hands nearly cramped. Every one of them was drenched in sweat and so busy that they had no time even to eat.

Spirit City, atop the city walls.

Bibi Dong said faintly, "Even with buy-one-get-one-free, the profits remain enormous. That is very good. Spirit Hall will not need to worry about military expenses for at least the next three years."

Dongfang Yu understood what Bibi Dong meant, but this was not the time to say it. Adding flowers to brocade could never compare to delivering charcoal in a snowstorm.

Dongfang Yu stepped forward, looked at the bustling market below, packed with people, and smiled softly. "If the common people of the world could be this carefree every day, how wonderful would that be?"