I'm invincible once I descend the mountain; the beautiful CEO is forcing me to get our marriage

Shanghai Airport.

Jiang Yuer was already waiting at the exit.

Her makeup was exquisite, and she was stunningly beautiful, but her expression betrayed a hint of nervousness.

When she saw Ye An walking out of the passage alone, empty-handed, the look in her eyes changed again.

It was a deeper level of awe.

In her view, a figure like Master Ye should be surrounded by a large entourage and have a grand entrance.

But he was just that kind of person, like a traveler.

This contrast makes it seem even more unfathomable.

"Master Ye." Jiang Yu'er quickly went to greet him, then bowed and personally opened the back door of the car for him.

Ye An nodded and sat down.

The car drove smoothly away from the airport.

"Master Ye, the Jiang family's situation is rather complicated." Inside the car, Jiang Yu'er sat upright, as if reporting to a superior. "After my grandfather recovered, the people on the eldest branch of the family were very unwilling, especially my eldest uncle Jiang Tianxiong and my cousin Jiang Hao."

"My eldest uncle has been controlling part of the family business for many years and has acted arrogantly. When my grandfather was seriously ill, he almost considered himself the next head of the family."

Ye An looked at the street scene outside the window without saying a word.

Jiang Yu'er paused, then continued, "Most importantly, I've received information that Jiang Hao has recently become very close to an overseas group called 'Destiny.' This group has a mysterious background, operates in a very domineering manner, and seems to... also possess some extraordinary power."

She was reminding Ye An that his opponent might not be just an ordinary businessman.

Ye An withdrew his gaze: "Understood."

For him, these were just minor inconveniences.

His purpose for this trip was clear: to obtain the jade pendant that could accelerate cultivation, and incidentally, to hold an auction to raise some money and resources.

As for who's blocking the way, just deal with them as you go.

The car finally stopped in front of a very grand hotel.

"Master Ye, this is the 'Tongxian Hotel,' which is also owned by the 'Tongxian Chamber of Commerce,' the largest chamber of commerce in Shanghai," Jiang Yu'er introduced to him. "You'll be staying here before our own auction begins. Most of Shanghai's celebrities and dignitaries like to come here."

"Tongxian Chamber of Commerce?" Ye An murmured.

"Yes."

Ye An smiled inwardly; the tone was quite arrogant.

Jiang Yu'er handed Ye An a black card: "This is the hotel's highest-level room key. I'll pick you up before tomorrow's family annual meeting. Before that, you're welcome to wander around the hotel as you like, and any expenses can be charged to my account."

"Um."

After Jiang Yuer left, Ye An stood in the room for a while.

He wasn't particularly interested in shopping, but Jiang Yu'er mentioned the auction, and he was interested in going to check it out.

Entry to the Tongxian Auction required verification of funds, but Ye An was a VIP guest of the hotel, and the security guards, seeing the black card in his hand, respectfully led him inside.

The auction house was very large, with several floors, and it was already quite crowded with people, creating a lively atmosphere.

Ye An was led to a seat with a good view.

The auction is underway on stage, and the atmosphere is very lively.

The items brought out by the Tongxian Chamber of Commerce were indeed quite special and not easily found on the market.

At this moment, a new item was brought up for auction.

It is an exquisite white jade porcelain bottle.

"Distinguished guests, the next item is one that many of you have undoubtedly been eagerly anticipating," the auctioneer's voice carried an inflammatory quality. "A bottle of 'Longevity Pills' provided by the Li family, a renowned family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in Shanghai! Not only can it prolong life, but it also has miraculous effects on practitioners of ancient martial arts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur arose from the audience.

The two middle-aged men sitting next to Ye An, who looked quite wealthy, also began to talk quietly.

"The quality of the pills from the Li family is guaranteed. I heard that their patriarch is still very healthy in his nineties thanks to these pills."

"That's not all," another man said in a low voice, speaking mysteriously, "I've heard inside information. Not long ago, Old Master Jiang of the Jiang family was almost dying, right? Suddenly he recovered, and it's said he's even more energetic than when he was young. It was Jiang Yu'er, the third young lady of the Jiang family, who personally went to the Li family to obtain that miraculous elixir!"

"Really? That's amazing!"

"Absolutely true! That's why this bottle of pills won't be cheap. What successful person wouldn't value their life?"

Ye An's eyebrows twitched slightly upon hearing this.

The Li family?

Is this someone impersonating him to inflate their own price?

Jiang Yu'er couldn't possibly spread the word about how he cured Old Master Jiang.

Now that this news has spread, it has been pinned on another family, which clearly indicates that someone is deliberately manipulating things behind the scenes.

Ye An remained calm and watched quietly.

He wanted to see what price a fake could fetch.

The atmosphere on the field has been completely ignited.

The wealthy people present are either old and want to prolong their lives, or they are martial arts practitioners who want to improve their skills, or they are buying these as gifts.

Especially after hearing the "insider information" about the Jiang family, everyone's eyes turned fervent.

"Fifty million!"

"Sixty million!"

"I'll offer 100 million!"

The price soared and soon broke through the 100 million mark.

Looking at these wealthy businessmen and celebrities bidding against each other, Ye An felt a pang of heartache.

Back in Yunzhou, his genuine Peiyuan Pill only fetched a final price of one hundred million.

"One hundred and fifty million!"

"One hundred and seventy million!"

Finally, after a fierce bidding war, the bottle of "longevity pills," whose authenticity was unknown, was sold for a staggering 180 million yuan to a wealthy man in the front row.

The extra 80 million, influenced by the atmosphere here, vanished like water.

Ye An watched the smug tycoon walk onto the stage to complete the transaction and felt as if he had lost 80 million.

Ye An didn't care how effective the longevity pill was.

However, it's a bit unreasonable that they've taken over their own names.

After several more rounds, the formal auction began, and the host changed from a middle-aged man to a scantily clad young woman.

"These items are indeed rare treasures to the average person, but none of them really caught my eye..."

Thinking this, Ye An stood up and left the auction hall.

The lobby outside was already packed with people.

The people were of all shapes and sizes, dressed in various styles. Many of them didn't look like wealthy people attending the auction; they seemed more like people just there to join in the fun.

Ye An's brow twitched slightly.

He released his divine sense, and the invisible perception instantly enveloped the entire Tongxian Hotel.

The next second, he felt a little surprised.

In his perception, the presence of ordinary people was like flickering candlelight, faint and calm.

But mixed in with these candlelight flames were many bright torches, their heat intense – those were ancient martial artists.

In one corner of the hotel, there was something that looked like a fireball, its dazzling light illuminating everything around it.

A powerful expert at the Celestial level.

interesting.

Ye An didn't stop walking, but his mind was racing with calculations.

An auction held by a Shanghai chamber of commerce actually attracted so many experts.

Several experts at the Transformation Realm, one at the Celestial Realm, and a large number of police officers on guard around the perimeter.

This commotion isn't for a few antiques or a bottle of fake medicine.

What he found even more interesting was the aura of those few experts at the Transformation Realm.

The atmosphere was cold and gloomy, carrying an inescapable air of violence; clearly, these were people whose hands were stained with blood.

Were they there for a particular item? Or... a specific person?

Just as Ye An was pondering, he sensed that several auras of Transformation Realm martial artists were rapidly moving towards his direction.

He stopped and looked around the corner of the corridor.

A few seconds later, a woman rushed out from there.

She was very tall, wearing a waiter's uniform, but the outline of her figure couldn't be hidden.

The woman's face was filled with panic as she ran, glancing back repeatedly as if she were hiding from someone.

She saw Ye An standing in the middle of the corridor, her eyes lit up as if she had grasped a lifeline.

Before Ye An could react, the woman had already rushed in front of him.

With her back to Ye An, she quickly glanced behind her, then deftly pulled at her waist.

The uniform jacket fell to the ground with a thud, but it wasn't empty inside.

A black, form-fitting dress perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure.

In an instant, she transformed from a hotel waitress into a sexy woman attending a banquet.

Ye An watched this scene, but hadn't had a chance to express his opinion yet.

The woman suddenly turned around and shoved him against the wall next to her.

A soft "bang" sounded.

Ye An's back was against the cold wall, while the woman's body was pressed tightly against it.

Soft, warm, and with a faint fragrance.

Ye An's first reaction was that this woman was quite well-endowed.

My second reaction was, "No way, did I... get taken advantage of?"

Before he could push it open, hurried footsteps came from around the corner of the corridor.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Three figures rushed out, their eyes fierce, searching everywhere.

"Where is he? Where did that cop go!" one of the leaders whispered.

The other person's gaze swept across the corner of the wall.

He saw Ye An and that woman embracing tightly and intimately.

The woman buried her head in Ye An's chest, her body still trembling slightly, looking as if she was lost in passion during a hot kiss.

A hint of disdain flashed across the man's face as he said to his companion, "Never mind them, they're just a pair of scoundrels. The target was present at the venue earlier; find him quickly and make your move!"

"Walk!"

Without pausing, the three hurriedly chased after it in another direction.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

The woman who was clinging to Ye An loosened her grip and immediately pushed him away.

The shyness and enthusiasm from before were gone from her face, replaced only by undisguised annoyance and coldness.

"What bad luck!"

The woman muttered a curse under her breath, straightened her skirt, and then looked up at Ye An.

Her gaze was sharp as she looked him up and down.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

As she asked, she quickly pulled an ID from her handbag and flashed it in front of Ye An.

Certificates issued by special departments.

"I'm just a hotel guest," Ye An replied calmly.

The woman frowned, her tone becoming impatient: "Unrelated personnel should leave immediately. This place is dangerous; there are foreign terrorists operating here. This is not a place for you."

As she was speaking, Ye An's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he looked behind her.

Those three martial arts masters who had just left actually returned.

Three dark figures landed silently, like cheetahs lurking in the night, their muscles taut, ready to pounce.

That murderous aura, so solid it was almost tangible, nearly froze the surrounding air.

The woman in front of him was completely unaware of this.

"Let's do it!"

In an instant, three deadly streaks of cold light tore through the night, blocking all of Ye An's escape routes from three completely different and cunning angles.

The terrifying attack, just an inch before it touched her body, seemed to have struck an invisible barrier, producing a dull, bell-like thud!

"Buzz—!"

Golden true essence light suddenly erupted, its power surging like a raging torrent.

Before the three assassins could even scream, they were violently thrown back by the overwhelming force, coughing up blood and suffering internal injuries.

The three stared at each other in horror, their eyes filled with fear and resentment.

They suppressed their injuries, quickly surrounded the enemy, and concentrated all their remaining strength in one place.

Just as the three men's attack was about to erupt.

Ye An shouted loudly, imbued with divine sense pressure:

"stop!"

This sudden turn of events shocked everyone.

The three martial artists who arrived later also stopped in their tracks, their eyes flickering as they looked at Ye An.

"Who are you? Are you trying to block our Misty Rain Pavilion's business?"

One of the men, whose face was ashen, spoke in a cold voice.

"Yanyu Tower? Never heard of it."

As Ye An asked casually, his divine sense was locked on the last lurker.

After he made his move, the lurker's aura grew weaker and weaker, almost imperceptible, and all his power was concentrated into one point, waiting for a tremendous explosion.

He had sensed four auras in total, three of which were from martial artists at the Transformation Realm level, and the last aura was the strongest, reaching the Celestial Realm level.

Ye An originally thought that these four people were a group that had come together to kill him.

But looking at this scene now, it seems that the last aura is not with the others, but just happened to come together.

"Could it be that this last person was actually after me?"

Ye An was puzzled.

"So you're from the Misty Rain Pavilion?"

The policewoman had already realized what was happening, and her expression changed drastically upon hearing those words.

What is the Misty Rain Pavilion?

Ye An asked in a low voice.

"Yanyu Tower is a notorious assassin organization that specializes in overturning cases within the country. To date, they have accumulated dozens of murder cases, and their methods of killing are extremely cruel, with many more undocumented."

"Each of them is a high-risk wanted criminal. I received intelligence that they were here today, so I came here to try to apprehend them," the policewoman said, but her voice trembled slightly.

Although she was an elite member of the city police department, she also felt a deep sense of crisis when facing several notorious members of the Misty Rain Pavilion.

Ye An shook his head inwardly.

These people from Yanyu Tower are all martial artists. Although they are only at the Transformation Realm, which is nothing in the martial arts world, they are not people that ordinary police officers can arrest.