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

Before everyone could recover from their shock, Master Sun suddenly stomped his foot and spoke with a thunderous eloquence.

"Duh!"

A sharp shout startled the several business owners present, making them tremble.

He pointed his fingers like a sword at the bronze mirror, then opened his mouth and exhaled a clearly visible white mist that shot directly onto the mirror's surface.

Ye An's eyes turned strange.

This old Taoist priest was actually using his own vital energy to forcefully break through the formation.

What an idiot.

The mirror was already on the verge of breaking; this is just adding fuel to the fire.

hum-

The gray bronze mirror suddenly emitted a low hum, and the entire mirror began to vibrate.

The blurry patterns on the back of the mirror seemed to come alive, lighting up one by one and vaguely outlining the contours of a complex magic circle.

On the mirror's surface, the thick layer of haze began to ripple, like the surface of water, and in the center, a faint light seemed to be struggling to penetrate.

As soon as that sliver of light shone through, it was as if the stuffy air in the entire hall had been sucked away.

A cool breeze swept over them, refreshing their sweaty skin. Several of the bosses even shivered in pleasure.

"This...this..."

Everyone in the hall held their breath, staring intently at the vibrating bronze mirror.

"A magical artifact! This is a true magical artifact!"

The voice of Mr. Yan, the owner of the textile group who spoke earlier, was trembling. He seemed to have already seen the feng shui of his factory being reversed by this treasure, and the scene of orders piling up like mountains.

Li Laosan slapped his thigh, making a crisp "smack" sound.

His eyes shone brightly, as if he wanted to rush over and hug the bronze mirror to his chest right now.

Even the usually composed Fang Hongda's hand trembled slightly as he held the teacup, spilling tea. He looked into the bronze mirror, his eyes revealing an undisguised greed.

Ye An looked at this group of people and found it amusing.

A bunch of idiots.

This chill wasn't auspicious energy from any magical artifact, but rather caused by the forced impact on the core of the formation, resulting in the leakage of spiritual energy.

It's like a battery that's almost out of power. When the old Taoist priest hit it with a hammer, it instantly produced a few sparks, and they assumed that the battery had endless power.

ridiculous.

Seeing the crowd's unsophisticated expressions, Master Sun's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible hint of disdain. He stopped his incantation, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked back to his seat.

As soon as he sat down, the vibration of the bronze mirror stopped.

The coolness in the hall disappeared, and the sweltering heat of late summer returned.

"How about that? Now you know what a real master is, right?" Ji Ting smugly glanced at the bosses from Jiangnan Province, his chin practically pointing to the sky.

The wealthy people of Jiangnan finally came to their senses, and their gazes towards Ji Ting and Master Sun changed completely. Several of the more cunning ones had already made up their minds that they would get Master Sun's contact information no matter what. This was a true immortal; in the future, when they needed his help, their master would be nothing.

Sure enough, everyone's eyes were subtly glancing at Master Guan.

Master Guan's old face first flushed red, then turned deathly pale, and finally turned ashen. He gave a bitter smile, stood up, and respectfully cupped his hands in greeting to Master Sun.

"I never expected to have such a master in front of me. I've made a fool of myself by showing off my limited skills."

Master Sun sat back in his armchair, resuming his half-asleep state. Only after hearing this did he lift his eyelids a crack.

"Oh?" he murmured softly. "You do know about entering the Dao. It seems these past few decades haven't been entirely wasted."

That's even more painful than being slapped in the face.

Master Guan bent even lower, his mouth bitter, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal. "They're more skilled than you, they're like a grandmaster, you have to take their insults."

He sighed, slumped back into his seat, looking as if all his energy had been drained away, and he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

He knew it was over.

After this incident, his reputation, which he had built up over decades in the Jiangnan feng shui circle, was completely ruined.

While everyone's attention was focused on the two "masters," only Ye An kept his eyes fixed on the bronze mirror.

He clearly saw that the moment Master Sun finished his practice, the light that had just appeared on the mirror surface immediately dimmed. On the complex outline of the magic array on the back of the mirror, a fine line broke completely.

The moment Master Sun made his move, Ye An's eyes gleamed, and he finally confirmed some of his guesses.

"This person actually possesses magical power?"

"Although this power is impure and its conversion efficiency is pitifully low, its essence is indeed a level higher than a martial artist's internal energy. Judging by his cultivation level, he should be at the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm. Could this be the way Chinese cultivators are?"

"Indeed, there are not only ancient martial arts practitioners in the secular world, but also cultivators who are close to immortal cultivators. In that case, Wanqing's situation is not an isolated case."

Ye An was quite surprised.

However, Master Sun's mid-stage acquired skill and his mid-stage acquired skill are completely different concepts.

Even if they are at the same level, their combat power is worlds apart.

"It seems that there were indeed some immortal cultivators on Earth. Whether it's the internal strength of martial artists or the magical power of this Master Sun, they all seem to come from the true essence cultivation techniques of immortal cultivators. It's just that the lineage was severed too much, so they could only cultivate this kind of knock-off version."

Thinking of this, Ye An couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

He had thought he would meet a true cultivator, but it turned out to be just a few remnants of his legacy.

It's like a primitive man finding a modern man's rifle and using it as a fire poker; it's a completely different concept from a true cultivator.

At this moment, Li Laosan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Oh shit.

My arch-nemesis Ji Ting has actually invited a real master!

Even if he manages to win this magical artifact by spitting blood, he won't know how to use it. In the end, he'll probably have to ask this Master Sun for help.

Boss He cleared his throat, and the hall immediately fell silent. His two lumps of fat on his face were squeezed together, and he couldn't hide his smile.

"Gentlemen, you've all witnessed the treasure's capabilities." He paused, his gaze sweeping across the faces of every wealthy person present. "So, shouldn't we make our bids?"

These words were like lighting a powder keg.

"I'll offer ten million!" Boss Yan, who hadn't said much until now, was the first to shout, his voice trembling slightly.

Another bloated, bloated boss immediately chimed in: "Ten million? Boss Yan, are you trying to fob me off? I'll offer twenty million!"

"Twenty-five million!"

Besides Li Laosan and his group, there were three or four local tycoons from Jiangnan Province present, each with a net worth of billions. They usually fought tooth and nail over projects, and now, seeing the legendary magical artifact, their eyes were even more red with envy.

What is money? Money is a bastard; you can earn it back if you lose it. But this kind of treasure that can change your luck and ward off evil spirits—if you miss it, you might never see another one like it in your lifetime.

However, once the price reached 25 million, the bidding momentum noticeably slowed down.

After all, they're all shrewd people; nobody's money comes from thin air. Even the best magical artifacts can't put food on the table. If the company's cash flow is cut off, even a god can't save it.

"Twenty-six million."

"Twenty-seven million."

Prices started to go up by the million.

Mr. He sat there, slapping his thigh with delight. He was already calculating in his mind whether to buy a winery in Europe or acquire a small island in Australia with this money.

Li Laosan held the teacup but didn't drink a drop; the water in the cup had already gone cold.

He was torn between his inner thoughts and his own.

Buy it? How am I supposed to use this thing? Master Sun is Ji Ting's man. Wouldn't I have to grovel and beg him for help? Wouldn't that be like offering my face to be slapped?

Not buying it? He was unwilling to watch this treasure fall into someone else's hands. What if this thing could really help him gain the upper hand over Ji Ting?

He glanced at Ji Ting, who was looking at him smugly, his eyes full of undisguised provocation.

Oh shit.

Li Laosan cursed inwardly and clenched his fists.

"Wait!"

A sharp shout brought everyone to a halt.

It is Ji Ting.

He stood up, and all eyes in the room were on him. He enjoyed the feeling.

He didn't even look at anyone else; he pointed a finger directly at Ye An in the corner.

"Boss He, everyone, don't rush to bid."

Ji Ting spoke slowly, drawing out his voice.

"Master Sun and Master Guan just showed us their skills, which broadened our horizons."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming playful.

"But Mr. Ye, whom Boss Li invited, didn't say a single word from beginning to end."

"Is this magical artifact real or fake? Is it worth the price? What if we've all been fooled?"

Ji Ting looked around, his gaze finally settling on Li Laosan's pale face.

"How about we listen to Mr. Ye's insightful remarks?"

"Let him give us his opinion, and then we can decide, how about that?"

His words caused an uproar among the crowd.

Master Sun has already activated this magical artifact, and everyone has experienced its power. It is indeed like a gentle breeze, just like soaking in warm water, feeling extremely comfortable all over. If one were to be in the force field formed by the artifact year after year, at least one would be free from all diseases, if not prolong one's life.

Now, a mere youth is being asked to judge the authenticity of the ritual implements. Isn't that just making us a laughingstock?

At this moment, everyone looked at Ye An and Li Laosan with strange eyes, knowing that Ji Ting's move was to embarrass Li Laosan.

Li Laosan's face was ashen, and he remained silent.

Facing the contempt and ridicule of the crowd, Ye An looked at Ji Ting with a half-smile.

"Are you sure you want me to authenticate this ritual artifact?"

"What, you actually dare to look?" Ji Ting's smile faded, and he stared at Ye An, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

This kid, being stared at by so many people, isn't nervous at all.

He felt a strange chill run down his spine, but the words were already out in front of so many people, and he couldn't take them back.

Isn't that just contradicting yourself?

Suppressing his unease, Ji Ting turned to the silver-haired elder beside him and asked in a low voice, "Master Sun, what do you think?"

Master Sun didn't even lift his eyelids, as if Ye An didn't exist in the room at all.

He held the teacup, gently blew away the foam, and his posture was perfectly controlled.

"Mr. Ji, please calm down."

He spoke slowly, his voice tinged with arrogance.

"That guy surnamed Guan from earlier, at least he practiced farming techniques for a few years, so he has some brute strength. This kid, on the other hand, is just an ordinary person from head to toe, with average blood and energy, and hardly any flesh on his body."

He finally glanced at Ye An, a barely perceptible hint of contempt on his lips.

"Even if you put the real magic weapon in front of an ordinary person, he wouldn't recognize it. He's just trying to attract attention and buy time."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ting felt relieved.

Yes, who is Master Sun? He's someone that countless wealthy people would line up to invite but couldn't get.

I was overthinking it; I was intimidated by a mere kid.

He sat down again, resuming his spectator stance, waiting to see how Ye An and Li Laosan would handle the situation.

However, Ye An ignored everyone's gaze.

He stood up and, under everyone's gaze, walked slowly and deliberately to the bronze mirror.

Mr. He's heart tightened, fearing that he would damage the treasure, and he was about to speak to stop him.

Ye An simply walked around the table with his hands behind his back, showing no intention of actually touching it.

"There is indeed a small magic circle engraved inside this bronze mirror."

As soon as Ye An spoke, he drew everyone's attention back to him.

"As you all experienced just now, the purpose of this magic array is to gather the surrounding spiritual energy and form a special field. You call this a feng shui treasure land, which is something like that."

He spoke softly, but every word was clear.

"When people live in such an environment for a long time, they are nourished by spiritual energy at all times, and their bodies will naturally get better and better. It is not surprising that they live to be a hundred years old and free from all diseases."

Everyone present was stunned by these words.

What this kid said was exactly the same as what Master Sun demonstrated, and even... explained it more clearly?

Even Master Sun, who had been resting with his eyes closed, finally opened them, his gaze sharp and fixed on Ye An.

This kid actually knows about "magic arrays" and "spiritual energy"?

These are not words that ordinary people would encounter.

Li Laosan's mouth dropped open. He had been completely despondent and was prepared to lose face completely today, but he never expected that Ye An would actually be knowledgeable!

"So, this magical artifact is real?" Boss He couldn't contain his excitement, his voice trembling slightly.

If it's true, then today's trip was definitely worth it!

"I guess you could say that."

Ye An nodded, then shook his head. Suddenly, he changed the subject, shifting his gaze from the bronze mirror to Master Sun's face.

"Unfortunately, this thing is a defective product. The array is crudely engraved, and the materials used are mixed and impure. It's barely usable."

"If I had repaired it, it would still be usable, but..."

Ye An paused deliberately as he spoke, watching as Master Sun's face gradually darkened.

He then slowly uttered the second half of his sentence.

"Just now, Master Sun used such a brutal method to urge it on, and the already fragile formation inside has been completely damaged."

"Now," Ye An extended a finger and gently tapped the table, making a crisp "thud" sound.

"It's just a piece of scrap copper that nobody wants."

Master Sun was furious upon hearing this:

"You, you're spouting nonsense!"