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

This is illogical.

Logically speaking, after his previous treatment, Su Wanqing's body should only have a few remnants of cold energy left.

How can I inhale more and more?

Ye An frowned slightly, and his hand slid down to land on Su Wanqing's flat and smooth abdomen.

My palms are warm.

Su Wanqing was startled by his sudden action. Her body trembled, and she quickly grabbed his hand, pleadingly whimpering, "Hey, hey, no... let me rest for a while..."

She thought Ye An was going to...

"Don't move."

Ye An's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible focus.

Su Wanqing immediately stopped moving. She could sense that Ye An's state was completely different from before.

Ye An closed his eyes and carefully transferred a wisp of pure true essence into Su Wanqing's dantian.

His true essence, like a scout messenger, roamed within her body.

He quickly found the source of the Xuan Yin Cold Qi.

But at the same time, he also discovered another existence that he found unbelievable!

Deep within Su Wanqing's dantian, besides the extremely cold Xuan Yin Qi, there was also a ball of... True Essence!

Although this ball of true essence is still very weak and its texture is impure, without having undergone any sorting or purification by any cultivation method, it is indeed true essence!

Judging from the sheer quantity, it's almost approaching the level of a cultivator in the early stages of the Acquired Realm who has just stepped into the threshold of cultivation!

Ye An suddenly opened his eyes, his face revealing undisguised surprise for the first time.

How is that possible?

How could an ordinary person who has never cultivated suddenly generate true essence within their body?

Is it...

An idea flashed through his mind.

Could it be because of me?

It was because the true essence he had previously transferred into her body, like a seed, had taken root and sprouted in the excellent soil of her "Mysterious Yin Body".

He looked at Su Wanqing, who was in his arms with a blank expression, as if she were a rare treasure.

"What's wrong? Is my body... having problems again?" Su Wanqing felt uneasy under his gaze and asked cautiously.

"No, that's not a problem."

Ye An shook his head, his expression somewhat strange.

This is no longer just a matter of exceptional talent. The ancient texts of Yunxu Mountain have recorded similar physiques, which are one in ten thousand. Once one embarks on the path of immortality, one can progress by leaps and bounds in a day!

"This is a fantastic thing."

He withdrew his hand, looked at Su Wanqing, and announced, word by word, "From today onwards, you are also a cultivator."

"ha?"

Su Wanqing was completely stunned.

Cultivator?

Isn't that something that only exists in novels and TV dramas?

She opened her mouth, about to ask if Ye An was joking, when she saw Ye An suddenly extend a finger and lightly tap the air in front of her.

"Watch closely."

As he moved, a wisp of pale golden true essence overflowed from his fingertips, drawing a thin line of light in the air before condensing into a tiny point of light that hovered in front of Su Wanqing.

The light spot was only the size of a grain of rice, yet it radiated a warm and pure aura, illuminating the surrounding dim basement.

Su Wanqing's eyes widened, and she subconsciously reached out to touch the point of light.

The light spot seemed to possess a spirit, circling around her fingertip before "poof" transforming into specks of golden light and dissipating into the air.

A trace of warmth still lingered on my fingertips.

All of this was beyond the worldview she had built up over the past twenty years.

"This...this is..."

"The true essence of a cultivator," Ye An said succinctly. "You also have this within your body now."

Su Wanqing looked down at her own body, then looked up at Ye An, her mind a complete mess.

She became a cultivator?

Just because... he slept with Ye An?

This is outrageous!

While Su Wanqing was still in a state of great shock and confusion, Ye An, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly twitched his brow.

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the thick floorboards and walls, looking out at the night outside the villa.

Having just broken through to the Innate Realm, his five senses have become incredibly sharp.

Just now, he clearly sensed three auras that were not ordinary people, silently scaling the villa's courtyard wall and creeping towards the main building.

Their footsteps were light, and their breath was well concealed.

Unfortunately, in front of a cultivator at the Innate Stage, this concealment is no different from three torches in the dark.

"What's wrong?"

Su Wanqing noticed the change in Ye An's expression and asked nervously.

Ye An's lips curled into a cold smile.

I just broke through and was worried about where to test my skills.

Unexpectedly, someone so short-sighted delivered themselves to my door so quickly.

He pulled Su Wanqing back into his arms, nuzzled the top of her head with his chin, and spoke in a calm voice.

"fine."

"A few annoying flies came upstairs."

Su Wanqing was held in Ye An's arms, and her heart tightened when she heard him utter the word "fly".

She was about to ask what the fly was when she saw Ye An release her and stand up.

The basement was dimly lit, making Ye An's figure appear exceptionally tall and straight.

He casually picked up his fairly clean coat and draped it over Su Wanqing's smooth shoulders, covering the alluring expanse of her skin.

"Put them on and follow me."

His voice was flat, devoid of any emotion, yet Su Wanqing inexplicably felt a sense of peace.

She hurriedly wrapped her coat tighter around herself; his body heat still lingered on her clothes.

She nodded, like a frightened kitten, and followed closely behind Ye An up the stairs leading to the first floor.

One step, two steps...

The higher she climbed, the faster Su Wanqing's heart beat.

The lights were on in the hall, but the atmosphere was completely different from when they came downstairs; a faint but palpable sense of unease permeated the air.

As the two of them walked into the hall, Su Wanqing's breath hitched.

There were three more people in the living room at some point.

An old man in a gray robe stood in front of the French window, his hands behind his back, like a piece of withered wood.

A man as thin as a bamboo pole leaned against the handrail of the stairs leading to the second floor, scrutinizing her with a cold gaze.

There was also a bald, fat man with a face full of scars, sitting imposingly on the sofa, toying with an expensive antique porcelain vase in his hand, his eyes brazenly scanning back and forth between her and Ye An.

These three people, like three wild beasts lurking in the shadows, turned the entire villa into their hunting ground.

The bald, fat man saw that Su Wanqing was wearing a men's jacket, her hair was messy, and her cheeks were flushed. Then he looked at the calm young man behind her and suddenly let out a strange chuckle.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems we've come at the wrong time, interrupting Miss Su's good time."

After all, Su Wanqing was the president of a huge group, and she quickly calmed down after the initial panic.

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