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

Inside the factory, you could hear a pin drop.

Amidst the billowing smoke and pungent, nauseating odor, everyone stared intently at the half-collapsed arena.

And Ye An, standing on the edge of the ruins, his clothes perfectly neat.

Time seemed to freeze; the deathly silence amplified the earth-shattering power of that palm strike, pushing the shock of everyone present to its peak.

Chen Zhewen was shocked: Ye An was not a master of magic at all, but a martial arts expert who had reached the pinnacle! His cultivation was no weaker than that of Chaiya Anan. Even if his master Yun Jingxing came in person, the outcome would probably be only fifty-fifty!

Chaiya Anan stood frozen in place, his swollen body trembling slightly uncontrollably.

His prized martial arts intuition was now screaming wildly in his mind, issuing the most piercing alarm: Escape! He had to escape immediately! Otherwise, he would surely die!

"We haven't even met Yun Jingxing yet, how could... how could there be such a terrifying being?"

He stared intently at Ye An, and for the first time, the fighting spirit in his scarlet beast eyes vanished without a trace, leaving only... a despair like looking up at a god.

Only now did he finally understand that the other party's words, "You are not worthy of being taught," were not arrogance, but a statement of a cold, hard fact.

"roar!"

Chaiya Anan suddenly let out a roar that was not human, not to attack, but to survive.

Beneath his dark red skin, his blood seemed to be burning, and he transformed into a blood-red afterimage, shooting headlong towards the factory exit without regard for anything else.

He pushed the secret technique of burning his life essence to its limit, just to escape this demon-like man.

"Trying to leave?"

Ye An's voice was very soft, as if he were just talking to himself, but in the deathly silent factory, it was clearly heard by everyone.

"Did you get my permission?"

He didn't even turn around, but slowly raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and pointed it in mid-air at the fleeing blood-red figure.

The minimalist movements contrasted sharply with the enemy's chaotic escape, showcasing a free and easy style reminiscent of immortal magic.

A golden ray of light, almost invisible to the naked eye, flashed and disappeared from Ye An's fingertip.

Without a sound or an explosion, the beam of light seemed to disregard space and distance, instantly catching up with Chaiya Anan's back and disappearing into it.

Chaiya Anan's figure, rushing forward, came to an abrupt end just meters from the exit.

He remained in a forward-leaning posture, frozen in mid-air in a bizarre way, like a sculpture that had been instantly weathered away.

In the deathly silence, Chaiya Anan's demonic body rapidly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, he was reduced to his original form.

The despair of having one's vitality and strength snatched away in an instant was laid bare before everyone's eyes.

Chaiya Anan trembled all over and turned his head with difficulty, inch by inch.

His face was frozen in utter shock and bewilderment.

"I was so wrong... This Master Ye was actually a martial arts master! To die under such divine power is no injustice..."

This realization flashed through his mind. He tried his best to open his mouth, as if to leave his last words, but only a few muffled "hoarse" sounds like bellows came out of his broken throat.

The next second, he collapsed like a broken sandbag that had lost all its support, his life completely cut off.

The infamous "Admiral of Malacca," Chaiya Anan, a renowned Muay Thai master who dominated Southeast Asia for over a decade, has passed away.

Ye An slowly withdrew his fingers, casually placing them behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if he had merely brushed away a tiny speck of dust.

He turned around, his calm gaze slowly sweeping across the entire room.

From the powerful tycoons on the high platform to the billionaires below, the final group fell on Wei Kai and others trembling in the corner.

Finally, his indifferent voice rang out again, devoid of any emotion, yet like a thunderbolt, it struck heavily on everyone's hearts:

"Who else wants to try?"

"thump!"

In the corner, Ji Ting could no longer hold on, her body went limp, and she collapsed completely into the chair.

His face was deathly pale, his eyes were vacant, and his lips trembled as he muttered to himself, "It's over...it's all over...what kind of monster did I... mess with..."

As for Wei Kai and his group of friends, they were already terrified.

Wei Kai's legs went weak, and he collapsed to his knees with a "plop".

He looked up at the figure on the stage who seemed like a god, and was filled with remorse.

What karma, what bad luck... He now only regrets his own blindness, why did he have to provoke such a living god!

In his despair, he grasped at the last straw.

He abruptly turned to look at Qin Ruoxue beside him, scrambled over, grabbed her clothes, and pleaded in a tearful voice:

"Ruoxue! No! Miss Qin! Please, please, please put in a good word for me with that man! Isn't he your friend? I was wrong, I really know I was wrong! Please save me!"

"God...divine skill...this is the real Master Ye..." The kind uncle who had advised Ye An to run away earlier was now trembling, his eyes filled with fanatical worship and awe as he looked at Ye An.

He felt ashamed of his previous "blindness".

Qin Ruoxue covered her mouth with her jade hand, her tears long since stopped, replaced by a violent heartbeat and an indescribable shock.

Ye An's words, "I am Master Ye," kept echoing in her mind.

It turns out he wasn't bragging; everything he said was true.

Unbeknownst to her, Ye An was actually a powerful figure who could manipulate events at will.

The huge cognitive upheaval filled her with indescribable emotions.

"God... miracle... this is the real Master Ye..." The kind uncle from before stammered, his eyes looking at Ye An changing from worry to fervent awe and reverence as if looking up to a god.

He was so ashamed that he had actually advised a "living deity" to run away.

On the second floor, the black-robed elder suddenly sprang up, gripping the railing tightly with both hands until his knuckles turned white.

His gaze was fixed on Ye An like that of a hawk, filled with fear, horror, and a hint of almost manic ecstasy!

"The realm of the celestial being? No! This is power beyond the reach of the celestial being!" he roared hoarsely. "In my Medicine King Valley, unless Sect Leader Yun emerges from seclusion, no one can rival us! The martial arts of Jiangnan... the world is about to change!"

"Hahaha...hahahaha!" The sharp silence was shattered by Fang Hongda's earth-shattering laughter, which was full of pleasure and pride.

He pointed sharply to the platform, his voice booming throughout the hall: "Do you see clearly? This is the backbone of our China, Master Ye!"

"The so-called emperors of Southeast Asia are nothing but ants and dust before the master!"

The laughter startled the distraught crowd.

The entire venue erupted in cheers, all eyes filled with awe, worship, fear, and shock.

All of it transformed into a tangible torrent, pouring entirely onto Ye An alone.

Ye An, standing at the center of the storm, remained indifferent, his heart unmoved.

The powerful ruler of Southeast Asia, who struck fear into the hearts of countless people, was nothing more than a mosquito that he could easily swat with a single blow...

Ji Ting huddled in a corner below the stage, gripping the armrests of the plastic chair tightly with both hands. Yellow water stains ran down his trouser legs, dripping onto the cement floor and pooling into a small puddle.

He didn't want to die. He had billions in assets waiting for him to squander, and the actresses he'd just started dating were waiting for him to return to the villa. He scrambled off the chair, crawling on all fours through the rubble and blood towards the ring.

"Master Ye! I was wrong!" Ji Ting slammed his head heavily against the stone slab.

His forehead was cut open, and blood mixed with dust covered his face.

"Please, have mercy on me! I'm willing to pay you to keep my life! I'll give you all my assets! Just don't kill me!"

Ye An looked down at him.

"I already let you off the hook once in Jiangcheng," Ye An said calmly.

Ji Ting stopped kowtowing, his inner fear amplified to the extreme.

"It's your own fault for not seizing the opportunity," Ye An added the second half of the sentence.

This sentence became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Ji Ting understood. Begging for mercy was useless, but when people are driven to the brink, they will go crazy.

He suddenly sprang to his feet, his humble expression turning into a twisted madness.

He pointed at Ye An and roared in a hoarse voice, "Shoot! Shoot him! Kill him! Whoever kills him, I'll give him a hundred million!"

The bodyguards that Ji Ting brought, who were originally hiding at the back of the crowd, now drew their black pistols from their waists.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The firelight flickered in the dim light.

A dozen or so gleaming bronze bullets left the gun barrel, sealing off all of Ye An's escape routes.

Qin Ruoxue was so frightened that she closed her eyes, covered her ears with her hands, and screamed.

Wei Kai lay on the ground, his hands covering his head, wishing he could bury his face in the soil.

Ye An stood still, not dodging at all. The bullet stopped abruptly a meter in front of him.

A golden light shield appeared out of thin air, enveloping Ye An completely.

The high-speed spinning bullet struck the surface of the photomask and stopped advancing even an inch.

Centered on each bullet, waves rippled across the luminous dome, spreading outwards.

The light shield showed no signs of breaking, while the bullets, having lost their momentum, fell into the ruins with a clattering sound.

The bodyguards who fired were stunned. Their hands, gripping their guns, trembled uncontrollably. They pulled the triggers all the way down, and the only sound coming from the chambers was the clicking of the bolt being pulled back.

On the second-floor stands, Chen Zhewen leaned against the wall, clutching his broken ribs and panting, coldly snorting:

"What a naive idea, to think of using firearms to deal with a Celestial."

The black-robed elder of Medicine King Valley chimed in, "Let alone Master Ye, even a grandmaster-level martial artist who has mastered the Transformation Realm would find it difficult to be harmed by firearms if they are on guard. Not to mention someone like Master Ye, who can crush a Celestial Realm expert with ease. This Ji Ting is truly patheticly stupid."

Other martial arts masters nodded in agreement. For a powerhouse of Ye An's level, even a heavy machine gun wouldn't be effective against him, let alone a pistol.

As for large weapons like tanks and missiles, that's uncertain, since no martial artist has ever truly confronted them.

Ye An looked at Ji Ting below. Not wanting to waste any more time, he immediately raised his right hand and flicked his finger.

A stream of true essence pierced through the air and flew away.

Ji Ting's shouting stopped abruptly. His eyes widened, and a small red dot appeared between his eyebrows.

His body fell straight backward and crashed to the ground.

The audience was silent.

Killing a billionaire is as easy as crushing an ant.

On the high platform, the heads of those prominent ancient martial arts families, martial arts school owners, and business tycoons from Jiangnan Province exchanged glances.

A fat man in the front row was the first to react.

He is Wang Dafu, the vice president of a chamber of commerce in Shanghai.

Wang Dafu pushed back the chair, strode to the steps, bent his knees, and knelt down.

"Wang Dafu pays his respects to Master Ye! From this day forward, I will follow Master Ye's lead without question! I will obey any orders without hesitation!"

With someone taking the lead, the rest of the people couldn't sit still any longer.

If we're even a step too late, we might be mistaken for being in cahoots with Ji Ting.

A flurry of activity ensued.

"The Li family of Xunling is willing to venerate Master Ye!"

"The Jiangnan branch of Xingyi School is ready to serve Master Ye!"

On the high platform, dozens of bigwigs, whose mere stomp could shake the entire Jiangnan province, rushed to their feet.

They quickly walked down from the stands, bowed, and paid their respects to the collapsed ring and the young figure.

The second floor.

The elder in black robes sighed as he looked down at the crowd of heroes bowing their heads.

Medicine King Valley has been operating in Jiangnan for a century to achieve its current status.

But he had no other choice.

The elder in black robes straightened his clothes, walked down the stairs, passed through the crowd, and came to the front.

He clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and bent his waist to a ninety-degree angle.

"Elder Wu Yong of Medicine King Valley, on behalf of all members of Medicine King Valley, greets Master Ye."

Even Medicine King Valley has bowed down.

The ordinary audience members and the wealthy businessmen who came to watch the spectacle were all dumbfounded.

Wei Kai knelt on the ground, secretly raising his head, his heart pounding with shock.

Seeing those big shots who he wouldn't even have the right to meet normally now bowing and scraping before Ye An like grandsons.

Qin Ruoxue slowly opened her eyes, her gaze falling on Ye An in the center of the crowd.

She suddenly realized that the poor and shabby young man was nowhere to be seen. What stood there now was only an innate domineering aura and an irresistible charm.

Fang Hongda stood in the corner, grinning from ear to ear. When it comes to investment acumen, he had to be the best!

This time, they've managed to latch onto a powerful patron.

Someone in the crowd sighed.

"How spirited and domineering! Unrivaled in his dominance!"

The people around them echoed this sentiment.

They knew very well that once word got out about what happened here today, the power structure of the entire Jiangnan Province would be reshuffled.

From today onwards, there will only be one voice in Jiangnan.

That was Master Ye's voice.

……

……

It wasn't until 1 a.m. that Ye An finally escaped the boisterous dinner party and was taken back to the villa accommodation arranged by Fang Hongda.

With this victory, his initial goal was completely achieved. Su Family Pharmaceuticals not only gained a foothold in the provincial capital, but also fully expanded its sales channels outside the province and even overseas.

Originally, if Fang Hongda had been the only one to help, this matter might have encountered some resistance.

But now, those opportunistic wealthy businessmen are eager to line up and pledge their loyalty to Ye An, and the expansion of his entire business empire is proceeding with the green light all the way.

After all, even the leading force in the ancient martial arts world, Medicine King Valley, which controls the source of secret medicines, has bowed down to him. Who in this world would dare to jump out and say even half a word of "no"?

During the meal, everyone took turns toasting, and Ye An drank quite a bit. Even with his constitution, he felt a bit dizzy and lightheaded at this moment.

He quietly pushed open the villa's door, quickly washed up in the bathroom, and then went straight back to his room.

I had just lain down for less than ten minutes when there was a soft knock on the door.

Ye An got up and opened the door, only to find Qin Ruoxue standing outside.

She wore a light silk nightgown, which made her skin appear even whiter than snow under the dim light of the corridor.

That stunningly beautiful face held a hint of awkwardness, and her eyes revealed a pitiful fragility, making her so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

"Ye An, I've come to apologize to you..."

She bit her lower lip and had just opened her mouth to say a few words when Ye An, who was slightly drunk, pulled her over and hugged her.

The sudden hug made Qin Ruoxue stiffen slightly, but she did not break free.

Although Qin Ruoxue's figure was more delicate and petite than Su Wanqing's, she also had a unique charm and voluptuousness.

The distance between the two instantly closed, their body heat mingling, and an indescribable, ambiguous atmosphere quietly spread in the quiet room.

"Hmm~"

The woman in his arms seemed to sense Ye An's emotions. She let out a soft murmur and leaned more obediently into his arms, her slender arms involuntarily wrapping around his waist and holding him tightly.

The aloof beauty was clearly infatuated with love at this moment, and every smile and frown only fueled Ye An's lust, making it burn even more fiercely.

"Ye An, I..." She raised her head, her eyes sparkling, her voice barely audible.

"Don't talk, continue."