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

Li Laosan swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, feeling a little annoyed that he hadn't thought of that.

Compared to a cunning old fox like Fang Hongda, I'm still a bit too green.

Ye An glanced at Fang Hongda.

"Okay," Ye An said.

Although it was only two words, Fang Hongda's face immediately lit up with undisguised joy.

He excitedly downed the drink in one gulp, as if he had just closed a multi-billion dollar deal.

"Thank you, Master Ye, for giving me this opportunity!"

With Fang Hongda taking the lead, the atmosphere at the table finally livened up a bit.

Seeing that Ye An didn't seem so cold-hearted, the crowd grew bolder and cautiously approached to offer their toasts, continuing to express their gratitude.

However, they only dared to say polite things like "May Master Ye enjoy eternal happiness," and no one dared to mention offerings or gifts again.

"Alright, I don't want your money. You are all big bosses in the antique industry. I just need you to help me collect some high-quality metals or jade, and I will forge a magic artifact for you for free," Ye An interrupted them.

Everyone was extremely excited upon hearing this.

"Don't worry, Master Ye, I've got it covered." Boss Yan stood up first, patting his chest to assure him.

Other wealthy people were not to be outdone and stood up one after another. Tens of millions were indeed a bit painful for them, but what is a piece of jade?

Even Old Fang was eager to make a move. Among those present, no one had more connections than Old Fang. Even Li Laosan and Boss Yan had to rank behind him.

Ye An smiled.

When others offer him a toast, he picks up his glass, takes a sip, and then goes about his own business, picking up food and eating.

He eats with great focus and in a simple way, without being overly particular.

But it was precisely this appearance that made him seem even more unfathomable to everyone.

Look, this is the true demeanor of a master.

He treated the wealthy people at the table as nothing, and eating was simply about filling his stomach.

The meal was eaten in unusual quiet.

After the dinner, everyone saw Ye An off.

Li Laosan had already driven his car over and personally opened the car door for Ye An.

Just as Ye An was about to get into the car, Master Guan mustered up his courage and ran over quickly.

He ran up to Ye An, panting, holding something wrapped in yellow cloth, and respectfully handed it over.

"Master Ye, these are... some ancient books passed down through generations in my family. I had already sent them over earlier."

His face was tense, yet tinged with anticipation: "This junior...this junior dares to ask the master for some guidance, but I don't know..."

Before he could finish speaking, he realized he had been presumptuous and quickly corrected himself: "No, no, no, this junior dares not presume! It is their good fortune that these books can be of use to the master!"

Ye An glanced at him and took the cloth bag.

He could sense the faint fluctuations of true energy emanating from Master Guan, knowing that he was also a beginner in cultivation, but he had not found the right method and had taken a wild path.

I opened the cloth bag and glanced through it a few times.

"Your cultivation technique is incomplete."

Ye An said calmly, "This cultivation technique is missing several key routes for the circulation of true essence. If you try to force your way through now, your true essence will have nowhere to be released."

"If you continue training like this, at best your meridians will be severed and you'll become a cripple, at worst you'll die."

Upon hearing this, Master Guan was struck dumb, as if by lightning, and stood frozen in place.

A useless person...died...

Master Ye saw through the biggest flaw in his cultivation method at a glance!

Over the years, he has indeed felt restless and had many dreams at night, which he thought was due to his old age.

Looking back now, I only feel a sense of lingering fear.

Ye An immediately summoned paper and pen, and with swift strokes, wrote down an improved technique for Master Guan on the spot.

This technique is not of a high grade; even if perfected, one can only cultivate it to the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm at most.

For Ye An, it was nothing more than a simple matter, a trivial matter.

Master Guan was already deeply shaken and horrified.

With just a few glances, the other party discerned the essence of my technique!

If one does not possess such extraordinary abilities, how dare one call oneself a "master"?

A true master is someone who can establish their own school of thought and create their own unique style!

Overwhelmed with emotion, he regained his senses and immediately prepared to kneel and bow deeply to Ye Anxing: "Thank you so much, Master, for your guidance! Thank you for your life-saving grace!"

However, a gentle yet irresistible force supported his body, preventing him from kneeling.

Ye An simply waved his hand casually, then turned around, got into the car, and drove away.

Li Laosan closed the car door, nodded to Master Guan who was still standing there in a daze, then got into the driver's seat and started the car.

The car drove smoothly out of the manor.

Inside the car, Uncle Lin sat in the passenger seat, barely daring to breathe.

Ye An leaned back in the back seat and opened the yellow cloth package.

Inside were several thread-bound ancient books, their pages yellowed and their edges tattered, clearly indicating their age.

He casually flipped through a few pages, which did indeed contain some secrets about the Heavenly Fiend Sect, such as the deeds of a certain sect leader and some descriptions of his techniques, but they were all vague.

It seems the key is to start with Master Sun's soul.

Thinking of this, Ye An put the ancient books aside and picked up the restored bronze mirror.

At this moment, the bronze mirror feels warm and smooth to the touch, with a faint halo flowing across its surface.

The golden array patterns that were previously imprinted during the restoration have completely disappeared into the mirror and are no longer visible.

Ye An probed into it with a wisp of his divine sense.

Inside the mirror, a small space had been formed on its own.

Master Sun's soul was imprisoned in the center of this space. He was no longer the black mist, but had returned to the appearance of a Taoist priest, though his soul was illusory and his face was filled with fear and despair.

Upon seeing Ye An's divine consciousness transformed into a human form, he immediately knelt down in terror and kowtowed frantically.

"Senior, spare me! Senior, spare me! I'll never dare to do it again!"

His voice resounded on the level of consciousness, filled with pleading.

Ye An ignored his pleas for mercy and placed the giant hand formed from his divine sense directly on the top of his head.

"Soul Search".

Two cold words resounded within Master Sun's soul.

"No--!"

Master Sun let out a piercing scream, and his soul twisted violently.

A vast and chaotic flood of memories instantly entered Ye An's mind.

He was a boy born in the Republican era who accidentally obtained a fragmented inheritance of the Heavenly Fiend Sect and cultivated the Ghost Path in pursuit of immortality.

For a century, he has possessed beggars, wealthy merchants, and warlords, surviving by consuming the souls of the living, until today…

Ye An quickly sifted through these useless memories, and soon he found what he was looking for.

A cultivation technique called "Mysterious Yin Soul Refining Technique".

This is precisely the core legacy of the Heavenly Fiend Sect!

This technique is indeed extremely insidious; the cultivation process requires constantly devouring living souls to strengthen oneself.

But stripping away the harmful aspects, its application and transformation of extreme Yin energy is exquisitely refined.

"I see……"

Ye An slowly withdrew his divine sense, a sense of enlightenment dawning on him.

This "Mysterious Yin Soul Refining Technique" is practically a demonic cultivation method tailor-made for Su Wanqing's extremely Yin constitution.

Of course, it cannot be used directly.

He needs to improve it, discarding the dross and retaining the essence.

To transform a murderous, demonic art into a profound and wondrous immortal technique.

This is difficult, but not impossible for Ye An, who possesses the complete heritage of Yunxu Mountain.

Just then, he suddenly discovered a piece of information that had been deliberately sealed away deep in Master Sun's memory.

That was a map.

The end of the map is marked with three ancient seal characters.

"Immortal Burial Valley?"

Ye An frowned slightly.

According to Master Sun's memory, this is the true location of the Heavenly Fiend Sect's mountain gate.

After being besieged by the righteous path hundreds of years ago, the Heavenly Fiend Sect sealed its mountain gates and went into complete seclusion.

The complete version of the "Mysterious Yin Soul Refining Technique," along with the treasures accumulated by the Heavenly Fiend Sect over the generations, may very well be among them.

Master Sun came out this time because his lifespan was nearing its end and he had been unable to break through to the next level. He wanted to find some talented bodies to possess in order to make final preparations for entering the Burial Valley.

Unexpectedly, he ran into Ye An as soon as he stepped out the door.

The remains of a true immortal cultivation sect?

Ye An's heart skipped a beat.

The car drove smoothly out of the manor and into the city night.

The car was completely silent.

Li Laosan, who was driving, was still sweating. He would occasionally glance at Ye An in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

To them, everything that happened tonight felt like an absurd dream.

Ye An leaned back in the back seat, ignoring the atmosphere inside the car.

With his eyes closed, the ancient map from Master Sun's memory floated into his mind.

Mountains, rivers, ancient roads... all are landmarks from hundreds of years ago.

Immortal Burial Valley.

The name bothered him somewhat.

It seems that once I get back, I'll have to find the most detailed map of Jiangnan Province and Shanghai, and carefully compare it to see exactly where this place is hidden.

Even if a complete cultivation sect has declined, the things left behind are by no means ordinary.

……

The car stopped in front of Su Wanqing's villa.

"Master Ye, you've arrived." Old Li quickly got out of the car and respectfully opened the door.

"Call me if you need anything," Ye An said before walking straight into the villa.

The living room lights were on.

Su Wanqing, dressed in a silk bathrobe and holding a glass of red wine, looked over immediately upon hearing the door open, her face beaming with undisguised delight.

The wine-red silk robe clung to her shapely curves, perfectly outlining her hot figure.

Especially the soft, full outline of her chest, faintly visible under the thin fabric, was incredibly alluring.

Who would have thought that the decisive and domineering female CEO in the eyes of outsiders would be so lazy and charming at home?

This unique and beautiful scenery can only be appreciated by Ye An.

"You're back."

She walked over quickly, carrying a pleasant fragrance.

"You look very happy," Ye An said, looking her over.

"Of course I'm happy!" Su Wanqing's eyes lit up. She pulled Ye An to sit on the sofa, beaming with pride. "I was just about to tell you, we succeeded!"

"What succeeded?"

"A new drug!" Su Wanqing exclaimed excitedly. "Our company's R&D team has actually developed the formula for the Minor Qi-Nourishing Pill you gave me, based on your improved ideas!"

She paused, her voice brimming with excitement: "Although the effects are much weaker than the pills you gave me, the cost has also decreased!"

"We conducted clinical trials, and the results were excellent! For ordinary people, this is a powerful tonic for strengthening the body and improving overall health! It even has significant effects on those who practice ancient martial arts!"

Ye An nodded.

This was within his expectations.

The formula for that pill was derived from the formula for the Qi-Nourishing Pill he had learned as a child, after repeated revisions, and the medicinal materials were all common in the mortal world.

What's precious is never the medicinal materials, but the formulation and refining methods.

"Production will begin soon." Su Wanqing leaned closer, her voice softening. "At that time, our Su family's pharmaceutical company will not only be the leader in Jiangnan Province, but it may even become a benchmark for the whole country."

Her eyes were alluring, and her snow-white arm gently took Ye An's arm, her breath sweet as orchids.

"How can I thank you, little brother Ye An?"

Ye An looked at her face so close to his, smelling the fragrance that stirred his heart, but did not respond to her words.

He was thinking about something else.

"If you want to thank me, why don't you do something for me?"

Hearing Ye An's serious tone, Su Wanqing's alluring expression froze for a moment.

She had prepared several different designs, but unexpectedly...

Ye An didn't notice the change in her expression and continued talking about Master Sun and the map of the Heavenly Fiend Sect.

"...I need the most detailed map possible, covering the entire Jiangnan Province and the Shanghai area, to help me find this place called 'Burial Valley'."

Su Wanqing unconsciously loosened her grip on his arm.

It turned out I needed her help finding something.

She couldn't tell if she felt disappointed or a little angry. She had made it so obvious, so why did this man only have these fighting and killing thoughts on his mind?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ye An added, "If we can find the old site of the Heavenly Fiend Sect and obtain their complete inheritance, perhaps we can completely solve the problem of the Xuan Yin Cold Qi in your body. At that time, you will also be able to guide the true essence in your body and become a true cultivator."

Hearing this, Su Wanqing felt even worse.

She pouted slightly.

Isn't he willing to solve this himself? Why does he insist on finding some other sect's techniques...?

Does he find it troublesome to help himself expel cold air every day?

Ye An could never fathom a woman's thoughts.

However, he noticed the slight displeasure on her face.

Although he didn't understand women's thoughts, he knew that Su Wanqing seemed to have misunderstood something.

Ye An coughed, his expression suddenly turning serious, and said righteously, "But before we find out the exact location, the Xuan Yin Cold Qi accumulated in your body is indeed a significant problem."

Su Wanqing stared at him blankly.

Ye An continued with an upright expression, "It seems that only I can properly examine and treat you!"

The voice just fell.

Su Wanqing felt her body lighten as she was lifted up around the waist.

Suddenly, she found herself in a strong embrace.

"Ah! You scoundrel, let me go!"

Su Wanqing exclaimed in surprise, but her heart was filled with joy. She symbolically struggled a couple of times with her hands and feet.

The more she struggled, the tighter Ye An held her.

As the two slowly walked up to the master bedroom on the second floor, the light stretched their shadows long until they merged into one.