Douluo Continent: The Silver Winged Star, a Night of Clan Extermination at the Start!

"The cleaning power...the foam..."

The Third Elder, Bai Yu, suddenly stood up, leaned closer, and disregarded his status to grab Bai Chen's hand and examine it closely. He then picked up the piece of cloth and examined it repeatedly, and even smelled it.

"This fragrance!"

His fingers trembled slightly with excitement.

"It's many times better than the best soap and floral water!"

"Chen'er, this...this soap, where did you get it? What was the cost?"

Baihe and Baipeng also gathered around, picked up the soap and examined it carefully, feeling its delicate texture and its fresh or rich fragrance, their eyes bursting with uncontrollable surprise.

They weren't stupid; they saw the huge business opportunity in it almost instantly!

Cleanliness is a daily necessity for everyone, especially for the wealthy and aristocratic, who are particularly particular about personal hygiene products.

With the product's effectiveness and appearance (especially the soap), there's absolutely no worry about sales, and the profit margin is simply unimaginable!

Faced with the Third Elder's urgent questioning, Bai Chen was prepared and simply gave a bluff.

"Replying to Third Grandfather, these soaps and scented soaps were inspired by some miscellaneous books and ancient texts that I recently read. I figured it out myself and tried to make them using some common materials."

He briefly mentioned several main raw materials, emphasizing that "the raw materials are readily available and inexpensive".

"Made by myself?! With common ingredients?!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Baiyu was so excited that his beard trembled, and he quickly made a mental calculation.

"Oil, wood ash, salt, spices and herbs... these are indeed not expensive!"

"If produced on a large scale, the cost can be even lower!"

"Given its efficacy, soaps sold to commoners can be inexpensive and of good quality, while soaps sold to nobles can be exquisite and expensive..."

"This...this is practically a gold mine!"

"Chief! God bless our tribe! God bless our tribe!"

Baihe held the pale purple lavender soap to his nose and took a deep sniff; the calming fragrance seemed to dispel all the gloom in his heart.

He looked at Bai Chen, his eyes filled with indescribable complex emotions—shock, relief, pride, and deep heartache and guilt.

The family was in dire straits, and the old folks were at their wits' end. But it was their lost and found grandson, who was only six years old, who offered the hope of turning the tide!

"Xiao Chen..."

Bai He's voice was choked with emotion. He put down the soap, patted Bai Chen's shoulder heavily, and a thousand words stuck in his chest, but in the end, they all turned into one sentence.

"Where are you from... Ah, Grandpa won't ask, won't ask! You are my grandson, Baihe, and the lucky star of my Min clan!"

"This item is truly a godsend, rescuing our people from their dire straits!"

He turned to Bai Peng and Bai Yu, who were equally excited, his expression turned solemn, and he regained the decisiveness of a clan leader.

"Second brother, third brother! You've both seen it, and you understand!"

"This matter is classified as a top secret within the clan!"

"Starting tomorrow—no, starting now, immediately!"

"First, choose an absolutely secluded and safe courtyard deep within the clan's territory to establish a 'soap-making workshop'!"

"Second Brother, you will personally select absolutely loyal and reliable clansmen to be in charge. All processes will be broken down, with key steps controlled by the most crucial personnel. Any production details must be strictly prohibited from being leaked!"

"Yes, clan leader!" Bai Peng replied decisively.

"Third brother, immediately take stock of the clan's existing funds and fully support the construction of the workshop. At the same time, start secretly acquiring the necessary raw materials. Do it in a decentralized and multi-channel manner to avoid attracting attention."

"Also, let's start looking for a suitable shop in Maple Leaf City. No, we're going to open a decent shop ourselves! The name... will be 'Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion'!"

"We'll sell our everyday soaps and our luxury soaps separately, and the packaging will reflect those different levels! The top-of-the-line soaps will be presented in exquisite wooden or even jade boxes, and will be sold in limited quantities exclusively for the wealthy!"

Bai Yu's eyes gleamed, and he nodded repeatedly.

"Clan Chief, your insight is brilliant! I'll take care of it right away! With Chen'er's treasure, how can we not have money?"

"Chen'er!"

The white crane looked at Bai Chen again, its gaze both kind and solemn.

"You have complete control over the production method."

"If you need anything, just ask your second or third grandfather."

"From this day forward, clan resources will be prioritized for supplying 'Tianxiang Pavilion' and the soap-making workshop! You are our clan's greatest contributor!"

"It's my duty as a grandson."

Bai Chen bowed and said.

Seeing the renewed fighting spirit and hope of his grandfather and the elders, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Soap is just the first step.

Time flies, and several months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside Maple Leaf City, a previously inconspicuous shop has been meticulously renovated and now displays a gilded plaque that reads "Tianxiang Pavilion," marking its low-key opening.

At first, it didn't cause much of a stir, until the first batch of customers who tried it personally experienced the magic of the product called "soap" or "fragrant soap".

Strong cleaning power, long-lasting fragrance, rich foam, leaves skin feeling refreshed after use...

In particular, those "aristocratic soaps" with precious floral and herbal fragrances and exquisite packaging quickly spread by word of mouth among the ladies of high society and became a popular item.

The Minzhi Clan acted swiftly. After the first batch of goods was validated by the market, they immediately expanded the workshop and optimized the process. At the same time, they strictly implemented the "tiered sales" and "membership system" strategies proposed by Bai Chen.

Affordable soaps quickly entered ordinary households, while high-end soaps became a symbol of status and taste, and demand exceeded supply.

Tianxiang Pavilion was making a fortune every day, and its reputation resounded throughout Maple Leaf City and even the surrounding towns.

The financial situation of the Min family is improving at a visible pace.

Not only did they quickly pay off the debts owed to the Li, Po, and Yu clans, but they also provided substantial interest and gifts.

Titan, Niu Gao, and Yang Wudi were both surprised and delighted, and they looked at their old brother Bai He with new respect.

The cultivation resources procured within the clan, whether medicinal herbs, meat, or training equipment, have all been upgraded several levels.

The people of the tribe became more presentable and had more energy for their spiritual practice.

All the clansmen knew that all these changes stemmed from the young master, Bai Chen, who was only six years old, usually quiet and reserved, but possessed an extraordinary mind and top-notch talent.

Whether it was the innocent and carefree Bai Chenxiang, whose eyes were filled with undisguised admiration and dependence when she looked at her cousin, or the heartfelt respect and gratitude of other young or old clansmen when they saw Bai Chen, it was all clearly visible.

On this day, in the depths of the mountains behind the Min clan's residence on the outskirts of Maple Leaf City.

A hillside that was originally covered with trees was leveled, paved with hard bluestone slabs, and surrounded by a tall log fence, forming a secluded and sturdy open-air training ground.

This was a private training ground specially built for Bai Chen by Bai He's order.

No one may approach without permission.

At this moment, at the edge of the training ground, the three core members of the family, Bai He, Bai Peng, and Bai Yu, were all present. Even Bai Chenxiang, who was only five years old, was being led by her mother and stood curiously to the side.

All eyes were focused on the handsome young man in the center of the field, who was dressed in a neat black training uniform and had a tall, upright posture.

Dozens of thick wooden and iron targets stood in the field, and there were even a few hard stone targets mixed with metal for testing defense.

Bai Chen stood quietly in the center of the field, his eyes full of confidence and pride.

Several months passed, and he seemed to have grown a little taller, and his aura became more profound.

My soul power has now broken through to level 15.

In three months, he broke through two levels.

This talent is extraordinary!