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

These words made the atmosphere in the hall even more strange.

Chen Long frowned even more deeply.

You don't understand medicine? Then where did Li Simiao learn his "Golden Needle Pulse Interception" from?

Chen Daidai, as if she had caught him red-handed, pointed at Ye An and shouted, "Did you hear that! He himself admitted he doesn't know anything about medicine! Brother, you better kick him out right now!"

Chen Zheyuan was also stunned, looking at Ye An helplessly.

Ye An ignored the reactions of the crowd.

He pretended to reach into his pocket, but actually communicated with the preaching jade pendant and took out a small porcelain bottle.

This was a clever use he had only recently discovered—the jade pendant's inner library also served as a storage compartment.

"To cure your illness, there's no need for such trouble; one pill will suffice."

As he spoke, Ye An uncorked the bottle and tilted the bottle opening.

With a "rolling" sound.

A perfectly round pill, the size of a longan, rolled into his palm.

The instant the pill was exposed to the air, an extremely rich and refreshing medicinal fragrance spread throughout the entire hall as if it were a tangible thing.

This fragrance is so overpowering.

Just smelling this scent made Chen Long feel the tightness in his chest lessen considerably, his previously drowsy mind instantly cleared, and even his breathing became much smoother.

The sarcastic remark that Chen Daidai was about to utter got stuck in her throat.

She stared wide-eyed at the pill in Ye An's hand, unconsciously swallowing hard.

Chen Zheyuan took a deep breath, feeling as if every pore on his body opened up, and the internal energy that had been stagnant for a long time began to loosen slightly.

"What...what kind of medicine is this?!" Chen Long stood up in shock, his eyes shining and his voice trembling.

He had consumed countless precious Chinese medicines, and century-old wild ginseng and top-grade Ganoderma lucidum were commonplace for him, but none of those combined could match the awe-inspiring aroma emanating from this pill.

"Minor Qi-Nourishing Pill." Ye An handed over the pill, his tone as casual as if he were handing over a candy. "Eat this, and your illness will be cured."

This time, Chen Long didn't hesitate at all. He took the pill with both hands and put it directly into his mouth.

The elixir melts instantly upon entering the mouth.

Without even needing to swallow, it transformed into a violent yet gentle warm current, flowing down the throat and instantly sweeping through the entire body.

"boom!"

Chen Long felt as if a fire was burning inside his body.

His withered skin turned rosy at a visible speed, and wisps of white steam began to rise from his head, making him look as if he had just been taken out of a steamer.

"Grandpa! What's wrong with you!" Chen Daidai was terrified, her face pale. She reached out to grab Ye An's collar. "What kind of poison did you give my grandpa! Guards! Call the guards!"

"Don't move!" Chen Zheyuan pulled his sister back and covered her mouth tightly.

Although he did not understand medicine, he was a martial artist with the skill of transforming internal energy, and his perception of energy was extremely keen.

He could clearly feel that the life force in his grandfather's body, which had been as fragile as a candle in the wind, was now being frantically revived at an alarming speed!

It's like withered trees coming back to life, or oil being poured into a raging fire!

"puff--"

Just then, Chen Long suddenly bent over and spat out a mouthful of black, stagnant blood.

The blood that was spat on the ground emitted a nauseating, fishy stench, and even contained some small, black blood clots.

"Grandpa!" Chen Zheyuan panicked and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"Hahaha! That's great! That's so satisfying!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Long pushed his grandson aside, straightened up abruptly, and let out a loud, booming laugh.

The laughter was so loud that it made the glass windows in the hall vibrate.

Everyone was stunned.

Just moments ago, General Chen looked like he was on his deathbed and could barely breathe, but now he was beaming with health.

His once hunched back was now straight, and the age spots on his face had faded considerably, making him look at least ten years younger!

"My chest feels lighter! My legs feel stronger!" Chen Long excitedly paced back and forth a couple of times, and even tried to perform a set of military boxing.

The fists whistled through the air, displaying a fierce and powerful force.

He doesn't look like a patient at all anymore!

Su Wanqing stood to the side, her red lips slightly parted, her heart filled with overwhelming shock.

She turned to look at Ye An, who had a calm expression. At Wansheng Manor, he had dispelled the evil nature of the magical artifact with a single finger from a distance.

Here, he took out a pill and miraculously pulled an old man who had one foot in the grave back from the brink of death.

Is this the method of cultivators?

Chen Daidai was completely petrified, her mouth agape as she stared blankly at her energetic grandfather, then at Ye An, her pretty face flushed red, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She just called him a liar.

As it turned out, one dose of medicine cured her grandfather completely.

That was a resounding slap in the face.

"Mr. Ye!"

Chen Long withdrew his fist, strode up to Ye An, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply.

This bow was made willingly, with the utmost reverence as if it were a deity!

"Mr. Ye, I will never forget your life-saving grace! From this day forward, you will be the most honored guest of the Chen family. Just say the word, and the Chen family will go through fire and water for you!"

The sight of a renowned old general, who commands respect throughout Jiangnan, paying such a grand salute to a young man in his early twenties is sure to shake the entire Jiangnan province.

Ye An accepted the bow without any discomfort.

In the world of cultivation, those who have attained enlightenment are teachers.

He even gave Chen Long the extremely rare Lesser Qi-Nourishing Pill, so it was only right that he accepted this bow.

"This Lesser Qi-Nourishing Pill's most basic function is healing injuries," Ye An casually dropped a bombshell. "If you encounter a bottleneck in your cultivation and are stuck at a certain level, taking one can directly help you break through the barrier."

Chen Long and Chen Zheyuan were stunned on the spot after hearing this.

Chen Zheyuan swallowed hard, looking at Ye An incredulously.

Can it directly break through the realm barrier?

If this were placed in a military region, it would absolutely cause those martial artists who were going crazy trying to break through to the Transformation Realm to fight tooth and nail for it!

Chen Daidai pursed her lips, thinking to herself: "They're just bragging. There's no such thing as a miracle drug."

If such a thing truly existed, it would have been monopolized by those powerful figures long ago; how could it be given away so easily?

Regardless of their thoughts, Ye An cut straight to the point: "General, I'm quite interested in your secular martial arts. Could you tell me about the ancient martial arts world?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Long waved his hand and, beaming, exclaimed, "Hey! What's with the 'Old General'? That's too formal! If Mr. Ye thinks highly of me, Chen Long, let's chop off a chicken's head and burn some yellow paper today, becoming sworn brothers! From now on, you'll be my younger brother, and I'll be your older brother!"

Chen Zheyuan was so startled he almost jumped up, quickly grabbing Chen Long's arm: "Grandpa! Calm down! This whole generational hierarchy is messed up!"

Chen Daidai was also dumbfounded. If they became sworn brothers, wouldn't she have to call this guy "Grandpa"?

Chen Long then realized that he had gotten a little carried away and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment.

The Xiao Peiyuan Pill not only cured his chronic illness, but also reignited his passion that had been dormant for many years, instantly bringing back his mindset to that of fighting decades ago.

"Mr. Ye, you flatter me." Chen Long sat down again, picked up his teacup to moisten his throat, and began to tell Ye An about the affairs of the ancient martial arts world.

"The history of ancient martial arts is quite long, easily going back over a thousand years. According to the older generation, it originated from the qi-refining methods of Taoism or those secretive schools. Later, it was simplified and innovated by martial arts masters throughout the ages, which led to the creation of various internal energy cultivation methods and combat techniques."

Chen Long paused, a hint of regret in his voice: "The most prosperous period for the ancient martial arts world was during the Republic of China era. Back then, masters emerged in great numbers, and experts were everywhere; it was truly a time of great intellectual ferment. Unfortunately, with the rise of modern firearms and cannons, martial arts began to slowly decline. Now, there are only a handful of people in all of China who can be called masters."

Ye An listened attentively and interjected at the opportune moment: "How do you martial artists divide your realms?"

Chen Long explained, "The path of martial arts is divided into three realms: external strength, internal strength, and transformative strength. Each realm is further subdivided into four smaller levels: entry level, minor achievement level, major achievement level, and perfection level."

"Ninety-nine percent of martial artists in the world only stay at the level of external strength. Styles like Eagle Claw, Hung Gar, and Tan Tui are mostly external strength skills. They train the skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, relying on muscle power. They can take on a dozen or so ordinary people without a problem, but they are still not enough in the face of firearms."

"When it comes to internal strength, it becomes extremely rare. Only some top-tier internal martial arts schools and families with deep roots have preserved the inheritance of internal strength skills. An internal strength martial artist can draw their qi to their dantian and unleash a punch with hidden force that can injure the internal organs, making it extremely powerful."

At this point, Chen Long glanced at Chen Zheyuan beside him: "As for Grandmasters of Transformation Realm, they are extremely rare. For ordinary people to break through to Transformation Realm, unless they are exceptionally talented, the only path they can take is to join the army."

"There is only a glimmer of hope thanks to the massive resources of the military. Zheyuan is currently at the beginner level of the Transformation Realm, which is already considered outstanding among the younger generation in the military region."

Chen Zheyuan quickly lowered his head modestly. In front of Ye An, how could he dare to claim to be outstanding?

Ye An astutely grasped the key point in the question: "Ordinary people? You mean there are also extraordinary people?"

Chen Long nodded, his expression turning serious: "That's right. Besides the military, there are also some ancient martial arts families and hidden sects in China."

"These forces have an unbroken lineage and unfathomable depth, and occasionally they can cultivate Grandmasters of the Transformation Realm. However, their numbers are extremely small; there are only a handful of Transformation Realm martial artists in the entire Jiangnan Province."

Chen Long lowered his voice, with a hint of awe: "Actually, it is said that there is another level above the Transformation Realm."

"Oh?" Ye An became interested.

"Celestial Being," Chen Long uttered two words. "Legend has it that those who reach that realm possess all sorts of incredible powers. However, that's just a vague legend; no one has ever witnessed it firsthand."

Ye An leaned back in his chair, secretly making plans.

External strength, internal strength, and transforming strength should correspond to the acquired stage in the cultivation world.

That so-called celestial being is probably in the innate stage.

When a cultivator reaches the Innate Stage, even without specific methods, their body will automatically develop some supernatural abilities.

For example, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, influencing the weather, or even telepathy.

To people in the secular world, these are indeed incredible powers.

It seems that martial arts on Earth are nothing more than a product of incomplete cultivation techniques.

The so-called Grandmaster of Transformation Realm was utterly no match for him, a cultivator in the Innate Realm.

Having figured out Earth's martial arts system, Ye An felt that this trip had been worthwhile.

After chatting for a while, Ye An and Su Wanqing got up to say goodbye.

Once Ye An and Su Wanqing's figures had completely disappeared into the night, the three members of the Chen family sat back down in the hall.

Chen Daidai finally couldn't hold back any longer. She plopped down on the sofa and complained angrily, "Grandpa! You went too far just now! He really cured your illness, we should just thank him properly. Did you have to be so respectful? You almost became sworn brothers with him!"

Chen Zheyuan wiped cold sweat from his brow: "Yeah, Grandpa, you just called him 'little brother,' so does that mean Dai Dai and I have to call him Grandpa Ye? That's too confusing."

Chen Long ignored his grandchildren's complaints, picked up his teacup, and said with an unprecedentedly serious expression: "You two are still too young and underestimate him."

Chen Daidai retorted, unconvinced: "I never underestimated him. He just has a few pills. With technology so advanced these days, they might be some kind of miracle drug developed in a secret laboratory."

Chen Long put down his teacup and looked directly at Chen Daidai: "Think carefully back to how he reacted when I mentioned the 'Celestial Being' realm earlier?"

Chen Daidai frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head: "There was no special reaction, not even a slight twitch of her eyebrows."

Chen Zheyuan, standing beside him, suddenly felt a jolt, as if he had grasped something crucial.

Chen Long took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "No reaction is the most terrifying thing!"

He stood up and paced back and forth in the hall, his tone revealing an undisguised shock: "Those are celestial beings! Legendary land immortals! Which ordinary martial artist wouldn't be thrilled and filled with longing upon hearing those two words?"

"But what about him? He was as calm as if he were listening to me tell him what I ate for dinner!"

"I suspect he is a celestial being!"

The moment those words were spoken, the hall fell into an eerie silence.

Chen Daidai's eyes widened, and her mouth opened so wide it could fit an egg.

"Impossible!" Chen Daidai blurted out. "He looks to be only in his early twenties, how could he possibly be a celestial being! Besides, aren't celestial beings just legends?"

Chen Long snorted coldly: "What do you know! Ancient books record that when one's cultivation reaches an extremely high level, one can reverse aging and maintain eternal youth!"

"He looks young, but he might have been cultivating for decades or even centuries! He's an ancient monster who's lived for who knows how long! Otherwise, how could he casually produce such a miraculous medicine that can bring the dead back to life and heal wounds?"

Chen Daidai was completely dumbfounded.

An old monster who has lived for decades or even centuries?

The image of Ye An and Su Wanqing walking out side by side suddenly flashed through her mind. When that beautiful woman looked at Ye An, there was clearly some affection in her eyes. Could it be...?

Chen Daidai blushed shyly.

Chen Zheyuan was completely stunned. He swallowed hard, his voice dry, "Grandpa, a Grandmaster at the peak of the Transformation Realm can withstand ordinary bullets with his bare hands. If Mr. Ye is truly a celestial being... then wouldn't he be able to stop a tank with one hand and withstand cannon fire?"

Chen Long stopped and turned to look at the night sky outside the window, his voice long and drawn out: "Stop a tank with one hand? Ancient texts say that when the gods are angry, they can split mountains and sever rivers, summon wind and rain. That's the power of true terrestrial immortals!"

He turned around and looked straight at Chen Zheyuan: "Military Region War God, do you know what the minimum level requirement is for this selection?"

Chen Zheyuan straightened his back: "Mastery of Internal Energy Transformation!"

Chen Long nodded: "That's right. The God of War, with his mastery of the Great Perfection of Internal Energy, was able to suppress the entire Jiangnan province, striking fear into the hearts of countless villains. If Mr. Ye is truly a celestial being, then his strength is at least two levels higher than the God of War!"

"How terrifying..." Chen Long let out a long sigh.

Chen Zheyuan felt that his worldview had been greatly impacted.

Two levels stronger than the God of War?

What does that mean?

One person is worth a fully armed modern army!

No wonder he was so confident in front of Duan Changfeng, no wonder he didn't even look at the so-called magical artifacts of Wansheng Manor.

In the face of absolute power, worldly power and wealth are nothing but fleeting clouds.

Chen Long turned around, staring intently at Chen Zheyuan, his tone more stern than ever before: "Zheyuan, remember this! From today onwards, you must befriend Mr. Ye at all costs!"

"The entire Chen family will go through fire and water for him, no matter what!"

"Yes, Grandpa!" Chen Zheyuan replied loudly, his back already covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Chen Daidai sat on the sofa, watching her grandfather and brother's tense expressions, and a strong sense of curiosity suddenly arose in her heart.

What kind of person is Ye An?