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

Inside another study in the manor.

"Useless! Look at the mess you've made!"

"Snapped!"

With a sharp crack, Jiang Tianxiong slapped Jiang Hao across the face.

"waste!"

Jiang Hao covered his flushed face, lowered his head, and didn't dare to say a word. His eyes were full of resentment.

He couldn't understand how the Destiny Organization, which clearly had the numerical advantage, could still manage to defeat one person.

They all have to act alone? That's incredibly stupid.

Jiang Tianxiong's chest heaved, his anger subsiding slightly. He snorted coldly, "Luckily, I was prepared. Did you think that Master Wang, whom I hired at great expense, was just an ordinary martial arts champion?"

There was a hint of smugness in his tone.

"His true title is the 'Little Martial God' of the Bajiquan School, a figure virtually unmatched even among martial arts masters!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward: "Father, since Master Wang is so capable, let him go first at the afternoon's exchange meeting! He should cripple that kid named Ye An and Mr. Chen, whom Uncle Three invited, to establish authority for our eldest branch of the family!"

He lowered his voice, his eyes flashing with malice, and added, "After we deal with these two, we'll have Master Wang go and kill that 'Master Ye' who ruined our plans! Two birds with one stone!"

Jiang Tianxiong nodded in satisfaction, finding the plan to be very thorough.

He looked at Jiang Hao and warned, "Don't make this a secret. You'll also be competing this afternoon. Don't lose to that girl Jiang Yu'er again and embarrass me!"

Jiang Tianxiong took out an antique wooden box from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Hao.

"This is my trump card, a magical artifact called the 'Blood-Burning Jade.' Activating it will greatly unleash your potential for a short period, causing your strength and vitality to surge, enough to guarantee your victory over Jiang Yu'er. The price is that you will be weak for over a month afterward, but for the sake of the eldest branch of the family's reputation, it's worth it!"

Jiang Hao took the wooden box and could feel the faint energy fluctuations contained within it, which filled him with joy.

He clenched his fists, roaring in his heart: Jiang Yuer, on the martial arts stage, I will repay you a hundredfold for the humiliation you gave me last time!

……

Meanwhile, Ye An sat cross-legged in the guest room.

His immense divine sense had already enveloped the entire manor, and every word of the conversation between Jiang Tianxiong and his son fell into his ears without him missing.

A barely perceptible smile curved his lips.

He already knew that Jiang Hao was colluding with the Destiny Organization, which is why he didn't let Jiang Yu'er reveal her identity in front of everyone.

In this way, he is in the dark while the enemy is in the light, making it easier for him to act.

Although the superhumans in the Destiny Organization are not as physically strong as the Celestial Warriors, their destructive power is almost comparable to the killing spells of some innate cultivators.

Moreover, what they possess is not the blood and qi of martial artists, but pure attribute energy.

For Ye An, this was like a free supplement delivered to his doorstep.

As for Jiang Hao's plan to have Master Wang kill "Master Ye," Ye An found it laughable.

His current strength is many times greater than when he fought Yun Jingxing at Qixia Mountain.

Even a martial arts master, even in the later stages or at the peak, probably couldn't withstand more than a few of his moves.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Ye An opened his eyes and saw Jiang Yu'er.

With a mix of trepidation and anticipation, she arrived at Ye An's door once again.

She knocked on the door and saw Ye An calmly looking at her, as if he had expected her to come.

"Master Ye." Jiang Yu'er took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "The martial arts exchange meeting this afternoon will not only be a friendly competition among the members of our Jiang family's third branch, but also a rare and grand event for many martial arts practitioners from Shanghai and even the surrounding provinces."

She changed the subject, a glimmer of hope in her eyes: "Besides sparring, this gathering is also a large-scale trade fair, where many martial artists will bring out their treasured medicinal herbs and rare items to exchange. Perhaps... you'll find something you need."

Ye An glanced at her indifferently, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before he shook his head slightly.

"Your cultivation level is too low. You're only at the peak of the Transformation Realm; you're not even qualified to be a spectator."

To Jiang Yu'er's astonishment, Ye An casually pulled an inconspicuous white porcelain bottle from his pocket and tossed it to her.

"Take it."

Jiang Yu'er instinctively caught the porcelain bottle, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted from the bottle's opening.

Just a whiff of it made her internal energy begin to stir.

"This...this is..." She stared wide-eyed in shock.

"Just a small bottle of Qi-Nourishing Pills." Ye An's tone was as calm as if he were talking about a candy. "Eat it and break through immediately. If you can't even reach the Celestial Realm, don't bother watching the arena this afternoon."

Jiang Yuer held the porcelain bottle in her hands, her fingertips trembling.

The value of this bottle of pills is probably more precious than all the cultivation resources that her second wife had received over the past ten years.

"As expected of Master Ye, the pills he casually concocted allowed me to glimpse the magnificence of a celestial being!"

She bowed deeply to Ye An.

Back in her room, Jiang Yu'er looked at the pill in her hand and recalled her father Jiang Tianhai's hesitant and angry expression.

An unprecedented ambition began to grow wildly in her heart.

She understood that relying on her father, the second wife would never have a chance to rise in status.

Jiang Yu'er gripped the porcelain bottle tightly, her eyes replacing the previous tenderness with an unprecedented determination and sharpness.

She made a vow to the air, in a voice only she could hear.

"Father, your temperament is not suited to be the head of the family. After this annual meeting, I will take charge of the Jiang family's future!"

"What you, the head of the family, can do... I might not be unable to do it!"