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"Don't kill me, don't kill me... I'm still young, Grandpa!"

Jiang Hao, standing to the side, let out a miserable scream, clutching his stomach tightly with both hands.

It rolled wildly on the ground in agony, tears streaming down its face, its wails piercing everyone's eardrums.

Those two seemingly weak streams of true essence were actually filled with pure yang power, and like a meat grinder, they completely shredded their dantian the moment they entered their bodies.

Then, like a wild horse unleashed, it wreaked havoc along the eight extraordinary meridians.

The excruciating pain of ruptured meridians meant that for the rest of their lives, the father and son would never be able to stand up like normal people again, and they would be reduced to mere cripples who could only eke out a living.

"You...you actually destroyed my dantian and meridians..." Jiang Tianxiong moved his lips with difficulty and spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

He lay on the ground like a dead dog, staring intently at the still calm and collected figure, his eyes filled with despair and deep-seated resentment.

Why...

Why should an outsider like you be so high and mighty, looking down on me?

This is not fair!

Sitting in the main seat, Jiang Xiaotian quietly watched his eldest son and eldest grandson rolling and wailing on the ground, a trace of indescribable sorrow flashing across his aged face.

But he eventually closed his eyes slowly, concealing all his emotions.

As the head of the Jiang family, he did not plead for mercy, nor did he utter a single unnecessary word.

After a long while, the old man's hoarse but resolute voice rang out from the study.

"Someone come here."

Several fully armed Jiang family guards immediately strode in from outside the door.

They all kept their heads down, their backs soaked with cold sweat, not daring to even breathe. They had overheard the entire conversation inside from outside the door.

The fact that the eldest son and his father dared to hire someone to assassinate the patriarch is an unforgivable crime punishable by death in any prominent family.

"Drag them both out," Jiang Xiaotian waved his hand wearily, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, but his tone remained ruthless and cold.

"Throw them out of the Jiang family's gate. From now on, whether they live or die has nothing to do with the Jiang family."

"yes!"

The guards did not dare to hesitate for a moment and acted swiftly and decisively.

One person grabbed one of them, and they dragged Jiang Hao, who was still screaming in agony, and Jiang Tianxiong, who was cursing venomously, out of the study.

The heavy wooden door slowly closed, leaving only a shocking, long bloodstain on the expensive carpet, signifying the end of this turmoil in the Jiang family.

"Master Ye! Grandpa..."

At the end of the corridor, Jiang Yu'er hurried over, a thin coat casually draped over her silk pajamas.

Perhaps she had run too fast, because when she stopped next to Ye An, the neckline of her pajamas slipped down slightly, revealing a patch of fair skin and a hint of alluring cleavage.

She glanced at the shocking bloodstains on the ground, then turned her gaze to Ye An, who remained calm.

Just now, Ye An didn't even raise his hand much, yet in the blink of an eye, he destroyed the dantian meridians of those two people, completely cutting off their future possibility of learning martial arts and cultivating.

Is this the method of cultivators?

If it were simply about killing someone, Jiang Yu'er believed she could do it too.

However, she had no confidence in so easily crippling someone's cultivation without taking their life.

Ye An ignored Jiang Yu'er's shocked gaze and looked directly at Jiang Xiaotian.

Now that the troubles of the eldest son's family have been resolved, his goal has been achieved... Only when the Jiang family is stable internally can they work for him with peace of mind.

"How are the preparations for the ancient martial arts exchange meeting going?" Ye An asked casually.

Jiang Xiaotian then seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly bowed in response:

"Master Ye, the venue has been booked; it's the Tongxian Hotel."

"Invitations have all been sent out. Prominent martial arts families from Shanghai and the surrounding area will send representatives. The event is scheduled for the morning of the day after tomorrow."

He paused, then added solemnly, "In addition, many martial artists and cultivators from other parts of China and even overseas have been appearing in Shanghai recently. The number of people present will probably be more than expected."

Ye An nodded slightly, flicked his wrist, and three small jade bottles appeared out of thin air in his palm. He then casually tossed them to Jiang Xiaotian.

Jiang Xiaotian hurriedly caught it in his arms.

Even with the bottle unopened, an incredibly rich medicinal aroma already filled the air!

He was startled and immediately realized that this was the top-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill that had just been refined that night and had the Dan Yun pattern on it!

"You can take it to auction," Ye An said calmly.

Jiang Xiaotian's hands, which were holding the jade bottle, trembled slightly.

This is a miraculous medicine that can transform a person completely, and they're actually going to auction it off?

Master Ye can easily produce three bottles; just how much stock does he have left?

Where exactly are the limits of this extraordinary person?

Swallowing hard, Jiang Xiaotian tentatively asked, "Master Ye, what... what would be a suitable starting price?"

"No reserve price, only barter is accepted." Ye An looked at him calmly, "I don't want worldly money, antiques, calligraphy and paintings."

At Ye An's level, worldly wealth has long since become meaningless numbers.

As long as he spreads the word, even if he asks for billions, countless martial arts families will be vying to pay for it.

Jiang Xiaotian was taken aback upon hearing this: "Then what do you need to exchange?"

"As long as it contains special elemental essence, or old medicine and rare stones rich in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Ye An pondered for a moment, then added, "As for whether they can exchange these three bottles of pills, it all depends on the quality of what they offer. If the quality is ordinary, as long as the quantity is sufficient, a trade is possible."

Ye An had his own plans.

Nowadays, the spiritual energy on Earth is scarce, and relying solely on meditation and arduous cultivation is far too slow for him. He urgently needs a massive amount of the Five Elements essence to refine his Dao body.

Those martial arts families that have been passed down for hundreds of years have profound heritages, and their treasure troves must contain many good things.

Using the Qi-Nourishing Pill to exchange for these cultivation resources is undoubtedly a highly profitable business.

Jiang Xiaotian held the jade bottle and nodded repeatedly: "Understood, I'll go arrange it right away."

Ye An didn't say anything more, turned around and strode away.

Jiang Yu'er gazed at his retreating figure silently until it completely disappeared around the corner of the corridor before turning her gaze away.

"Grandpa..." She walked slowly to Jiang Xiaotian's side, looked at the old man's slightly weathered face, and called out softly.

Jiang Xiaotian gently patted his granddaughter's shoulder, sighed deeply, and looked exhausted: "Little Yu'er, it's because Grandpa didn't handle things well before that your three uncles and aunts became estranged..."

He paused, his gaze becoming extremely solemn: "The future of the Jiang family now rests entirely on your shoulders. As for Master Ye, you must serve him diligently and not neglect him."

Jiang Yu'er bit her lip and nodded solemnly.

Two days later, on the morning of the same day, luxury cars lined up in front of the Pearl Hotel.

The entire martial arts world in eastern China was shaken by the news released by the Jiang family.

The legendary divine medicine with the Dan Yun pattern has appeared in the world, attracting countless reclusive old monsters to emerge from seclusion.

A black Hongqi sedan with a Beijing license plate slowly pulled up in front of the hotel.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a long gown stepped out, twirling two walnuts in his hands.

"Exchanging only spiritual items, no money? Interesting. I'd like to see what this Master Ye is all about."