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

Shanghai.

In the most bustling part of the city center, a skyscraper made entirely of blue glass curtain walls stands tall, and on the top of the building, the four huge neon characters "Ji Group" shimmer in the night sky with the light of money and power.

This building is practically one of Shanghai's landmarks.

In an inconspicuous corner of the alley behind the building, Ye An's figure appeared out of nowhere.

He sheathed his longsword, straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, took out his phone to check the navigation map, and confirmed his location.

"Flying on a sword is indeed much faster than taking the high-speed train, but it consumes a lot of true energy."

"However, this level of exertion is still within the acceptable range for breaking through to the late stage of the Innate Realm."

The time saved can be used to solve the problem.

Ye An stepped out of the alley and headed towards the main entrance of the Ji Group building.

The first floor of the building features a luxurious lobby with a ceiling height of over ten meters, a floor as smooth as a mirror, and dazzling crystal chandeliers.

Men and women dressed in sophisticated business attire hurried by, the air filled with the aroma of coffee and various high-end perfumes.

Ye An's appearance did not cause much of a stir.

He was still wearing that simple casual outfit. Although it was a high-end item specially prepared by Su Wanqing, the style was understated, making him stand out somewhat among the group of elites in suits.

However, he had only taken a few steps into the lobby when several pairs of eyes fell on him.

It mainly comes from some women.

After his breakthrough in cultivation, Ye An's temperament became increasingly refined. The calmness and power emanating from within him attracted far more attention than any designer clothes.

He simply walked around casually, yet he possessed a unique charm that aroused a desire to explore.

A woman with a hot figure, wearing a red, tight-fitting bodycon dress, walked over from the nearby rest area, holding a glass of champagne.

She wore heavy makeup, with full red lips, and the curve of her waist as she walked was clearly carefully calculated.

She walked straight up to Ye An and blocked his way.

"Handsome, are you here to discuss business?"

The woman extended her hand, painted with bright red nail polish, seemingly wanting to straighten Ye An's collar. The desire and intention in her eyes were blatant and undisguised, as if she were inviting Ye An into a conversation.

"Are you free tonight? I'll buy you a drink." The woman pressed her body even closer, her hand almost touching Ye An's chest.

Ye An frowned slightly.

The woman in front of me had a curvaceous figure, big eyes, and a sophisticated style of dress. In the eyes of most people, she would definitely be considered a goddess.

But lately, Ye An has seen far too many top-tier beauties.

Not to mention beauties like Su Wanqing and Qin Ruoxue, even Jiang Ya is better than her.

Therefore, he naturally had no interest in the "common and vulgar" woman in front of him.

He dodged the woman's outstretched hand, his eyes devoid of warmth, uttering only a single word:

"roll."

The woman's smile froze on her face.

She paused for two seconds before realizing what she had heard.

His face instantly changed from red to white, then from white to green—it was quite a sight.

People around had already noticed them and were casting amused glances their way.

She felt those gazes like needles pricking her, her face burning.

"Crazy! Ignorant!" she muttered under her breath, then strode away in her high heels without looking back, her back view appearing somewhat disheveled.

Ye An was completely oblivious to this, as if he had merely shooed away an annoying fly.

He had only one thought in his mind: find Ji Yunhai and then eliminate him completely!

Ye An's demeanor has become increasingly refined, making him appear quite extraordinary. Bao An greeted him with a smile throughout, making it almost impossible for him to look down on others again.

Even at the front desk, the pretty young woman blushed and avoided eye contact.

"Hello, I'd like to discuss a collaboration with Mr. Ji Yunhai," Ye An's magnetic voice rang out.

The pretty young woman then snapped out of her daze, blinked her big eyes, and said quite politely, "Hello, Mr. Ji is still in a meeting on the 50th floor. Should I inform him?"

Ye An smiled and said, "No need. Actually, I was sent by his son. I was just about to give him a surprise."

The pretty girl seemed to be electrified by Ye An's smile, and she lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye. When she finally mustered up the courage to ask Ye An for his phone number, she found that the handsome guy had already disappeared.

She first sighed, regretting that she hadn't been braver, but then an even more terrifying thought seized her: Wasn't President Ji's son... dead in Jiangnan Province?!

Her face turned deathly pale, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

……

The office building of the Ji Group has floors 45 and above reserved for senior executives.

The regular visitor elevator can only reach the 45th floor at most.

Further up, a special employee pass is required, and access is only possible via a dedicated elevator on the other side.

Ye An stepped into the elevator and pressed the "45" button directly.

There were a few young white-collar workers in the elevator who had just finished working overtime. They looked tired and were quietly discussing data from a certain project.

They were secretly observing Ye An, mainly because his demeanor was out of place with his surroundings.

This person doesn't seem to be here to discuss business, nor does he seem to be a company employee; he seems more like someone looking for someone.

Ding.

We've reached the 45th floor.

Ye An stepped out of the elevator and was greeted by a quiet office area. Most of the workstations were empty, with only a few corners still lit.

He ignored everyone, walked straight through the corridor, and found a window at the end of the fire escape.

He pushed open the window, and the night breeze rushed in.

After confirming that no one was around, he used his divine sense, and the ancient longsword appeared at his feet.

Ye An stepped onto the platform, his body remaining perfectly still, silently blending into the night.

From the outside, a faint golden streak of light clung to the glass curtain wall of the skyscraper, shooting vertically upwards at high speed in a manner that defies the laws of physics.

Forty-sixth floor, forty-seventh floor...

He soon arrived at the fiftieth floor.

There was a narrow platform around the outer edge of the fiftieth floor for maintenance. Ye An landed steadily on it and put away his longsword.

The platform was connected to a small door, and two men dressed in black training clothes stood by the door. Their temples were bulging, and their breathing was steady, clearly indicating that they were trained martial artists.

They were ancient martial arts practitioners specially hired by the Ji family to guard this gate and prevent anyone from sneaking in from the outside.

In their understanding, the only people who could infiltrate from the outside were agile agents or thieves.

But they never expected that someone would fly up directly from below.

"Who goes there!"

One of them was the first to spot Ye An and shouted sharply.

The other person reacted instantly, and the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, pounced on Ye An.

Ye An looked at them without even lifting his eyelids.

He simply raised his hand casually, pointed his fingers like a sword, and made two sweeping gestures in the air.

Two pale golden sword energies, almost invisible to the naked eye, instantly pierced through the air.

The two ancient martial arts practitioners, who were charging forward with all their might, suddenly froze, their faces still bearing the fierce expressions they had when attacking.

The next second, a thin line of blood appeared on their necks at the same time.

The blood vessels rapidly expanded, and two heads shot into the sky, spraying out warm blood that stained the glass wall behind them.

The two headless corpses fell straight down with a dull thud.

Ye An didn't even glance at the corpse, as if he had merely crushed two ants.

He walked up to a heavy mechanical iron door.

The door is covered with complex wiring, and in the center is a reader that requires both fingerprint and iris verification.

"High-tech?" Ye An's lips twitched, finding it somewhat amusing. "In the face of cultivators, it's nothing but a pile of trash."

As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and gently placed his palm on the cold iron door.

The next moment, he suddenly exerted his strength, and the true essence in his dantian, which had just broken through to the late stage of the innate realm, surged out like a floodgate opening!

"Crunch—"

A sickening metallic creaking sound rang out.

The heavy iron door, made of a special alloy and said to be able to withstand artillery shells, began to twist and deform violently, centered on Ye An's palm!

The alarm blared throughout the entire floor in an instant, piercing and sharp.

Ye An didn't stop. He grabbed the deformed door frame with both hands and forcefully pried it open to both sides, creating a gap big enough for one person to pass through.

As soon as the breach appeared, more than a dozen fully armed men rushed out.

These people were not only skilled martial artists, but they were also wearing bulletproof vests, carrying all kinds of heavy weapons, and had fierce eyes.

More than a dozen red laser beams instantly landed on Ye An.

If he makes the slightest move, he will be riddled with bullets.

Ye An remained completely calm, casually tossing the iron door, which was almost twisted into a pretzel, onto the ground.

"Clang!"

A loud bang shook the ground.

He then raised his head, looked at the group of armed experts in front of him who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and said in a calm tone, "Oh, it's quite lively here."

Those armed experts were all stunned.

They had imagined that the enemy would come up from the elevator or climb in through the ventilation ducts, but they never thought that someone would just tear the blast door apart.

To everyone's surprise, it was a seemingly refined young man who tore open the door.

Most importantly, this young man, with more than a dozen guns pointed at him, showed absolutely no fear on his face.

Is this guy crazy?

However, when their gazes fell simultaneously on the twisted and mangled iron gate on the ground, everyone's expression changed.

The astonishment in his eyes was quickly replaced by an indescribable terror.

They knew exactly what material the door was made of.

This is a sophisticated, heavy-duty riot door of the same level as the vaults of the world's top banks; it is indestructible.

Let alone bullets, even small directional explosions would hardly budge it.

But now, this door, which seemed as solid as a rock in their hearts, was actually torn open by a young man with his bare hands.

It's as simple as tearing open a soda can.

How terrifying a force would it take to do that?

"Holy crap... what the hell is this thing...?"

A young guard couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath, his voice trembling.

Everyone was terrified by what they saw, and the entire space fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, Ye An broke the silence.

He looked at the red dots flickering on his body and frowned slightly: "I don't like the feeling of infrared light shining on my body, I really don't like it."

The next second, Ye An moved.

His figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Fire!"

The leader realized that things were completely out of control and roared out orders.

"Da da da da da!"

A barrage of gunfire erupted, more than a dozen tongues of fire shot out, and countless bullets wove together a web of death, covering the spot where Ye An had originally stood.

However, Ye An was faster than their reaction time.

He took a step forward, lightly touched the wall with his toes, and then, as if weightless, he sprinted along the wall, easily dodging all the bullets.

At the same time, with one hand, he grabbed and forcefully lifted up the twisted iron door that he had thrown on the ground.

"call--"

The heavy iron gate, accompanied by a whistling sound, was used by him as a giant shield, and he slammed it down hard towards the group of armed experts.

"Crackling and popping!"

The dense barrage of bullets struck the iron gate, sending up a shower of sparks, but none could penetrate it.

The dozen or so people stared at the rapidly enlarging black shadow before them, their pupils contracting sharply. They instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late.

That's too fast.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar.

The massive iron gate slammed into the crowd.

The scream was cut short before it was uttered.

The first few people who rushed forward were instantly smashed into a bloody pulp, with blood and bone fragments flying everywhere.

Two people were lucky enough to escape the fatal blow because they were positioned at the back.

Looking at the hellish scene before them, their minds went blank, and their only thought was to escape and go back to report.

But as soon as they turned around, a dark figure appeared silently in front of them, blocking their way.

It was Ye An.

The two men were terrified and almost instinctively raised their Desert Eagles, ready to fire.

However, a pair of large hands moved faster than they could, grabbing the gun barrels directly from their hands.

Two crisp "snap" sounds were heard.

The two Desert Eagles, made of high-strength alloy, were crushed into two pieces of scrap metal, like plastic toys.

The two men were completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the gun they had only half left in their hands, and then at the expressionless young man in front of them.

What kind of monster is this guy?

Martial Arts Master?

No, even a martial arts master couldn't possibly crush a specially made pistol with their bare hands! This is beyond their understanding of martial arts!

Ye An looked at the two survivors in front of him.

One of the older men struggled to stand up straight, his hand still trembling as he gripped the gun.

He looked at Ye An as if he were looking at something inhuman, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"Who...who exactly are you? Let me tell you, the Ji family has a revered elder behind them. You've caused a huge disaster today, and no one in heaven or earth can save you!"