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

The Maserati came to a smooth stop in front of the Longquan Mingdi villa.

The car door opened, and Su Wanqing stepped out, stretching her slightly sore waist.

She had experienced so much tonight, and her nerves had been on edge the whole time. Now that she was home, she could finally relax.

"Ye An, you go inside first, I'll go get something from the trunk." Su Wanqing turned around to get her car keys.

Ye An pushed open the other car door, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, his brows furrowed slightly.

He ignored Su Wanqing's words and stood still, his nose twitching slightly.

A very faint smell permeated the air, which ordinary people could not smell at all, but to the senses of a cultivator at the Innate Stage, this bloody smell was extremely pungent.

Su Wanqing took the key and walked to the iron gate of the courtyard, just about to insert the key into the lock.

A hand reached out from behind and placed on her shoulder.

"Don't rush," Ye An said calmly. "We already had guests."

Su Wanqing was startled by this sudden action, and almost dropped the key in her hand.

She turned her head, her face full of confusion.

"Guests? Who would come this late?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of rustling footsteps came from the shadows in the corner of the villa's yard.

Su Wanqing's hair stood on end instantly, and her mind flashed through various news reports about home invasions, robberies, and murders.

She instinctively took two steps back, pressing herself tightly against Ye An's back.

Under the dim light of the streetlights, three tall figures emerged from behind the bushes.

Su Wanqing peeked out half her head, and after seeing the person's appearance, her eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

"Zhao Wuji? Qian Duoduo? And Li Gui?" Su Wanqing exclaimed in disbelief.

How did they end up in their villa's yard in the middle of the night?

Before Su Wanqing could even react, what happened next shattered her worldview.

These three usually aloof and ruthless masters of internal energy cultivation walked to within three meters of Ye An and knelt down on one knee in unison.

The three grown men kept their heads down obediently, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Master Ye, you're back." Zhao Wuji spoke first, his tone revealing a fawning desire for credit.

Ye An stood with his hands in his pockets, looking down at them without saying a word.

Zhao Wuji quickly pointed to the lawn behind him and continued his report: "Just now, a group of reckless foreign mercenaries scaled the wall and sneaked into the villa, attempting to harm you and Miss Su. Our brothers happened to be patrolling nearby, so they took care of them."

Su Wanqing looked in the direction Zhao Wuji was pointing and immediately gasped, her stomach churning.

Five bodies lay scattered across the neatly trimmed lawn.

They were all blond, blue-eyed, muscular white men.

These men were dressed in uniform black tactical vests, wore night vision goggles, gripped miniature submachine guns with silencers, and had military Mitsubishi bayonets strapped to their thighs.

This is no ordinary thug; it's a fully armed professional killer!

Su Wanqing felt a chill run down her spine, and a strong sense of lingering fear welled up in her heart.

If those three hadn't taken care of the people beforehand, Ye An and I would have been shot the moment we opened the door.

But why would these three masters of internal energy, who have reached a high level of proficiency, come to be my security guards?

Su Wanqing turned to look at Ye An.

Ye An maintained his indifferent expression, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground.

In fact, the reason why Zhao Wuji and the other two were so devoted to each other was entirely because of Ye An's "spitting out sword light" technique last time.

That scene terrified Zhao Wuji and Li Gui, who immediately revered Ye An as a legendary peerless master.

"The equipment is quite complete." Ye An glanced at Wei Chong on the ground and shook his head.

Firearms in the secular world are indeed effective against ordinary people, but in front of cultivators, they are nothing more than a pile of broken copper and scrap iron.

He turned his gaze back to Zhao Wuji, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.

"Killing someone is one thing, but leaving the body here is just dirtying my yard."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji trembled with fear and quickly patted his chest to assure him.

"Mr. Ye, please calm down! It was my fault for not handling things properly!"

"I'll call my men right now and have them bring a dump truck over. They'll stuff these foreign devils into gasoline drums, fill them with cement, and haul them to the deep water area to be dumped in the river tonight! I guarantee a clean sweep, absolutely no trace left, not even the police will be able to find a single hair on their heads!"

This is the most common method used in the underworld to destroy evidence of a body.

Li Gui chimed in from the side, "Yes, yes, I have an abandoned sand quarry over there, it's perfect for sinking into the river, I'll call the brothers to bring the tools over right away."

Ye An found it somewhat amusing after hearing this.

Drowning in the river? Pouring cement in?

This is too much trouble.

"No need for that," Ye An said casually, pulling his right hand out of his pocket. "Just a few corpses."

Zhao Wuji was stunned, and Qian Duoduo also perked up his ears.

What should we do if it doesn't sink in the river? Should we call the police immediately?

This involves five lives. If the police are called, even if they acted in self-defense, they will still face a lot of trouble that they can't get rid of.

Under the questioning gazes of the three.

Ye An raised his right hand and gently rubbed his index finger and thumb together.

"Smack."

A crisp snap of fingers echoed in the night breeze.

With that crisp sound, five ghostly blue flames appeared out of thin air from Ye An's fingertips.

The flame was only the size of a soybean, emitting no heat whatsoever, but instead exuding a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

Fireball.

This is the most basic spell in the cultivation world. After Ye An broke through to the Innate Stage, he could use it effortlessly.

Ye An waved his hand casually.

Five eerie blue flames traced strange paths in mid-air before landing precisely on the five mercenary corpses.

The moment the flames touched the clothes, they exploded with a "boom" into five dark blue pillars of fire, completely engulfing the corpse.

There was no billowing smoke, and no stench of burning flesh.

It didn't even make a sound.

In just three seconds.

The pillar of fire vanished into thin air.

The lawn, where five burly corpses had once lay, was now completely empty.

Even clothes, bones, tactical vests, and even those miniature submachine guns made of fine steel were all reduced to nothingness in that eerie blue flame!

Not even a speck of ashes remained!

A gentle breeze blew by, and the grass on the lawn swayed in the wind, as if no one had ever lain there.

silence.

The entire villa courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

Thump.

Zhao Wuji and the other two knelt on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the grass, not daring to breathe.

The night wind blew by, leaving not a speck of dust on the empty lawn.

Qian Duoduo's fat jiggled wildly, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

This isn't just a martial arts master; this is practically a living god!

He turned to look at Zhao Wuji and Li Gui, who were equally terrified, and the three of them exchanged a knowing glance.

An opportunity!

This is an incredible opportunity!

If we can latch onto this powerful figure, not only will we be able to roam freely in the Jiangcheng martial arts circle, but even in the entire Jiangnan Province, who would dare to lay a finger on us?

He secretly vowed that he would work as a watchdog at Longquan Mansion, no matter how shameless he was.

Ye An withdrew his hand, his tone indifferent: "Get up."

The three of them felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and they scrambled to their feet, bending over so low that their backs were almost touching their knees.

"Master Ye, from now on, the three of us brothers will take turns guarding this place. Not even a fly will be able to get in!" Zhao Wuji patted his chest and made his promise, his voice still a little unsteady.

Li Gui quickly chimed in, "That's right! Anyone who dares to loiter around Longquan Mansion, I'll break their legs!"

"Do as you please." Ye An waved his hand dismissively and turned to walk towards the villa gate.

He didn't care about these people's loyalty.

However, having a free security guard to watch over the house can save a lot of trouble.

Su Wanqing quickly followed. As they passed the three, the three masters, all experts at the peak of their internal energy cultivation, bowed deeply in unison, their voices booming, "Greetings, Miss Su!"

Su Wanqing was startled, nodded hastily, and quickly followed him into the house.

The lobby on the first floor of the villa.

"Come with me to the basement," Ye An said calmly.

Pushing open the heavy, soundproof door, the interior was spacious and quiet.

Ye An sat cross-legged on the central futon and took out the two exquisite wooden boxes he had brought back from Wansheng Villa.

He carefully placed the box containing the top-grade Soul-Nourishing Wood aside, and then opened another box.

Inside lay the rusty bronze fox mask.

Su Wanqing sat down next to him, her face full of confusion: "You said at the auction that this thing wasn't even good enough to be a low-grade magic artifact, that it was just a piece of junk. Why are you tinkering with it now?"

Ye An held the mask in his hand and weighed it in his hand, explaining, "The craftsmanship of this thing is indeed extremely crude; it doesn't even qualify as a semi-finished product. But its material is extremely rare."

"Material?" Su Wanqing peeked out and couldn't see anything except for the patina of copper.

"Materials capable of containing spiritual energy are extremely rare in the mortal world. This thing has transcended the realm of the mundane and can be considered a treasure of heaven and earth." Ye An gently ran his fingers across the surface of the mask, feeling the faint energy contained within. "This is the first rare treasure I've encountered since coming down the mountain. I must cherish it and use it wisely, as I may not have such good luck again next time."

Ye An closed his eyes.

He focused his mind on the Jade Pendant of Transmission and directly accessed a basic weapon-refining method from the Library Pavilion—the Hundred Refinements Technique.

A few seconds later, Ye An opened his eyes and suddenly stretched out his right hand.

"call--"

A ball of crimson flame erupted from his palm!

This flame was even more violent than the eerie blue flame that had burned the corpse in the courtyard earlier. The surrounding air was instantly distorted by the high temperature, making a hissing sound.

Su Wanqing shrank back in fright, her beautiful eyes wide open.

Setting a fire with bare hands!

Moreover, the temperature was so high that even from a meter away, her cheeks felt hot.

Ye An casually tossed the bronze fox mask into the air, where it hovered steadily, completely enveloped by the crimson innate true fire.

"Crackling and popping!"

A sharp, piercing sound echoed in the quiet room.

Under the frenzied tempering of real fire, the mottled bronze and thick verdigris on the surface of the mask began to crack rapidly.

Large chunks of impurities peeled off, but before they could even hit the ground, they were burned into ashes by the high temperature.

Ye An remained focused, constantly controlling the heat. Impatience is the worst thing in weapon forging; the slightest mistake can ruin the materials completely.

The whole process lasted about ten minutes.

The flames gradually shrank and eventually went out.

In mid-air, the residue dissipated.

A mysterious piece of metal, no bigger than a child's palm, shimmered with a warm, dark golden luster.

The metal surface has a flowing water ripple pattern, which looks completely natural.

"It's actually a magical metal from the pre-Qin period." Ye An examined the metal carefully, his tone tinged with surprise. "This thing is remarkably similar to the weapon-refining techniques recorded in the library. No wonder it can hold spiritual power."

With the materials purified, the next step is the most crucial one.

Ye An pointed his fingers like a sword, and a faint white light shone from his fingertips.

He used his finger as a pen to quickly etch the dark gold metal in mid-air.

Vast innate true energy mixed with divine consciousness transformed into profound runes, which were then injected into the metal from mid-air.

As the runes were injected, the dark gold metal began to deform.

Stretch, thin, bend.

Ultimately, it became an extremely exquisite half-face mask, perfectly covering the eyes and bridge of the nose.

"become."

Ye An shouted, and the last rune disappeared into it.

A burst of dazzling dark golden light suddenly erupted from the surface of the mask, then quickly subsided, returning it to its ancient and unadorned state.

It hovered silently in front of Ye An, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura.

Ye An waved his hand, and the mask landed steadily in his palm.

After being refined by the "Hundred Refinements Technique," this magical artifact has been completely transformed.

Once you wear it, you can actively infuse it with spiritual energy, forming a protective barrier around your body without any blind spots.

It can also be directly manipulated with divine sense, transforming into a dark golden stream of light to take a person's head from a hundred meters away!

It integrates offense and defense.

"The value of this magical artifact has increased at least a hundredfold now," Ye An said, weighing it in his mind. "Even if someone offered a billion for it, I would absolutely not sell it. It's equivalent to having an extra life."

Su Wanqing stared in disbelief, and it took her a while to find her voice: "This...it's done already? What can it do?"

Ye An didn't reply, but simply handed over the mask: "It's yours."

"Give it to me?" Su Wanqing was stunned, waving her hands repeatedly, "This is too valuable! You just said it's worth a billion, I can't accept it!"

"Take it." Ye An casually shoved the mask into her hand. "You're still just an ordinary person. Even though you have true energy within you, you don't even have the ability to protect yourself in danger. This thing can stop bullets and save your life in a critical moment."

Holding the slightly cool mask, Su Wanqing felt a surge of inexplicable warmth in her heart.

She usually seems indifferent to everything, yet she casually gave me such an expensive gift.

"Thank you..." Su Wanqing said, her head bowed, her voice barely audible.

"Try wearing it," Ye An urged.

Su Wanqing did as instructed and put the mask on her face.

The size fit her face perfectly, and the dark gold texture accentuated her fair lower face, adding a touch of allure and mystery.

The moment the mask fit, Su Wanqing felt a "buzz" in her mind, as if something had established a strange connection with her.

She instinctively raised her hand.

"Whoosh!"

The mask instantly transformed into a dark golden streak of light, rapidly circling the quiet room before finally hovering steadily above her fingertips.

Su Wanqing gasped in fright, staring wide-eyed at the streak of light.

"What... what's going on?"

"It's just a mental bond." Ye An patted his trouser leg and stood up. "From now on, as long as you have a thought, it will automatically protect you."