A charming young woman with a naturally promiscuous nature

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Chapter 1 Rebirth

A white Audi A6 sped along the highway in the pitch-black night.

Inside, Ye Ziqin gripped the steering wheel tightly with her slender, white fingers, her beautiful face expressionless, her watery eyes filled with complex emotions. She glanced at the man sitting in the back through the rearview mirror.

That was her husband, Zhuo Bufan, whom she had just bailed out from the police station after he was arrested in a prostitution raid.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan, though outwardly calm, felt his heart churning like a stormy sea, unable to find peace!

This was 'Yu Lan Star' three hundred years ago; he had returned to his youth!

Martial arts flourished on Yu Lan Star, the practice of martial arts was intense, and each federal nation had established its own martial arts alliance to manage martial artists and handle unusual events.

With Zhuo Bufan's current knowledge, he knew that 'Yu Lan Star' was a low-level martial arts planet among the many cultivation planets, its spiritual energy still resembling that of the Spiritual Energy 10 era.

Three hundred years ago, Zhuo Bufan was knocked unconscious and thrown into the sea, accidentally entering a cultivation planet. He survived in dire straits and grew stronger in adversity, eventually becoming a Celestial Venerable. Unfortunately, on the day he broke through his cultivation and underwent tribulation, he was betrayed by his lover and best friend, leading to the destruction of his soul... Unexpectedly, he was reborn back on 'Yu Lan Star'.

Those two were definitely after the 'Time and Space Realm', a super magic weapon that Zhuo Bufan had obtained with great difficulty. He almost died in the secret realm in order to obtain the Time and Space Realm. He never expected that the most terrifying thing was not the monsters in the secret realm, but the human heart!

After traveling through the universe for three hundred years, Zhuo Bufan had gained a wide range of knowledge. In the vast universe, there was even a planet similar to 'Yu Lan Star' called Earth. Zhuo Bufan had also stayed on Earth for a period of time, but Earth was not his home after all, and he always wanted to return to 'Yu Lan Star'.

"Wolf Fang Lord, Calamity Fairy, I considered you my most trusted people, yet you are the ones who betrayed me in the end. What you gave me... I will repay you a hundredfold, a thousandfold, in full." Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists, his pupils burning like two raging flames.

At this moment, driving the car was his wife—Ye Ziqin.

The president of Jinzhou's 'Tianmei' cosmetics company, and a renowned beauty in Jinzhou, she had only become more 'famous' after marrying this good-for-nothing man.

Three hundred years had passed, and Zhuo Bufan's heart was filled with mixed emotions. In the end, he was the one who had wronged her.

Zhuo Bufan's mother was a maidservant to Zhuo Luo, the head of the Zhuo family in Qingzhou, who gave birth to him after the head of the family had a drunken affair.

"The Zhuo family, the Zhuo family, drove my mother and me out of Qingzhou. My mother raised me with great difficulty. Zhuo Luo, you only called me home to marry Ye Ziqin because of the accidental death of your eldest son, letting others laugh at me as nothing more than a breeding dog."

"I became everyone's laughingstock, living in this world like a clown, a piece of trash, and in the end, I was knocked unconscious and thrown into the sea."

"Now, reborn, heaven has given me a second chance. I only want to make up for the regrets left behind, the mistakes I made, and protect the ones I love."

Memories of the past were squeezed out like water from a sponge, and a sharp glint flashed in Zhuo Bufan's previously bewildered eyes.

Although Zhuo Bufan and Ye Ziqin were husband and wife, they had barely spoken a few words in the three months since their marriage. After he was murdered, he didn't know if Ye Ziqin had shed a tear for him.

"Ziqin, I'm sorry."

"Hmm?" Ye Ziqin's pretty face froze. Since she married Zhuo Bufan, her husband had only indulged in debauchery. Today, he actually took the initiative to apologize to her.

She didn't know that this apology contained so much emotion.

“If you know you were wrong, don’t go to places like that again.” Ye Ziqin sighed softly, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Zhuo Bufan went to those places for pleasure because she didn’t want to share a room with him.

“I’m a married man, I’m not as free as a bachelor, at least I don’t have to be tormented by women every day…” This was a sentence Zhuo Bufan had once shouted at her when he was drunk.

Zhuo Bufan’s lips curled into a bitter smile. He went to those places only to drown his sorrows, not to find women to play with.

They walked in silence.

Back at the villa, everything was the same as before. Ye Ziqin was beautiful and owned a large company, ranking among the top 100 in Jinzhou, with assets worth tens of millions. But besides the two of them, there was only one maid, Wang Ma, making the house seem a bit deserted.

Ye Ziqin had a stunning figure, a beautiful and aloof face, and an outstanding temperament. She was a flower on a high mountain. At that time, Zhuo Bufan felt that he was not good enough for Ye Ziqin and was insecure for a long time.

Just then, a man suddenly appeared outside the villa. He was dressed in a sharp suit, had a buzz cut, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He looked to be about twenty-five years old and had a refined demeanor. "President Ye, I heard Mr. Zhuo was arrested. Is he alright now?"

"He's alright now," Ye Ziqin replied. The two walked to the villa's entrance to talk.

This man was Zhou Wei, the general manager of 'Tianmei' company, a key figure close to Ye Ziqin. Rumors circulated within the company that the two were having an affair, and that he had cheated on Zhuo Bufan.

However, Zhuo Bufan knew that Ye Ziqin was straightforward with men and would never do such a thing.

"President Ye, if I may be so bold, Mr. Zhuo's actions are not good for you or the company. He will only harm you. It would be better to divorce him sooner rather than later, so you can be free and have an easier time," Zhou Wei advised in a serious tone.

Ye Ziqin's face was as cold as ice, but her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly as she said, "Manager Zhou, this is my family matter. I know you mean well, but please don't say things like that again."

Zhou Wei was taken aback, then chuckled, "President Ye, I'm only doing this for your own good."

Ye Ziqin sighed deeply and said, "Alright, go back and rest now. You have to go to work tomorrow."

After saying that, Ye Ziqin went straight up the spiral staircase to her room on the second floor.

Zhou Wei was unwilling to give up. His gaze fell on Zhuo Bufan on the sofa, and he said, "Mr. Zhuo, can we talk for a few minutes?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned. "Manager Zhou, what do you want to talk about?"

"The most valuable thing is to know your own limitations. You used to be the young master of the Zhuo family. President Ye was lucky to be with you, but now you're just an abandoned son of the Zhuo family. If you care about President Ye, you should break things off with her as soon as possible and give her a way out," Zhou Wei said bluntly.

Zhuo Bufan was a notorious coward in the entire Jinzhou circle. Even company employees would yell at him, so Zhou Wei naturally wasn't afraid of his status as the president's 'husband'.

"This is my family matter, no need for you to worry about it. Now I feel I have the ability to make Ziqin happy!" Zhuo Bufan said calmly.

Having endured 300 years of life-and-death cultivation trials, his Dao heart was already as firm as a rock. Zhou Wei's provocation was like an ant hissing at him, unable to stir even the slightest ripple in his heart.

Zhou Wei sneered, "So you think you can make President Ye happy? One day President Ye will realize it, and you should know that President Ye doesn't like you at all."

"Whether she loves me or not is her business, but ultimately I've let her down. I will give her everything she wants," Zhuo Bufan said calmly.

"Hmph, that's all I have to say. You'd better watch yourself." Zhou Wei gave him a cold look and turned to leave the villa.

Zhuo Bufan turned around and found Ye Ziqin standing on the stairs, looking at him. He couldn't help but smile.

She had overheard the conversation and suddenly realized that Zhuo Bufan was different; he would never have said such heartwarming things before.

Perhaps it was just an illusion. As a pampered daughter of heaven, proud and arrogant, if it weren't for the Zhuo family's forceful pressure, she wouldn't have married Zhuo Bufan and then endured the cold stares and ridicule of her best friends, relatives, and friends.

"Come to my room," Ye Ziqin suddenly said.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned. He remembered that he and Ye Ziqin had married but never shared a room. A pampered daughter like Ye Ziqin, with her inherent arrogance, how could she possibly be interested in a man like him?

"Has she already come to her senses?"

Chapter Two: Qi Refining Stage .

However, what made Zhuo Bufan somewhat amused and exasperated was that the light bulb in Ye Ziqin's room was broken; she only wanted him to come in and change it.

Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly to himself, shook his head, and returned to his room. To protect his family, to recover from regrets, and to return to his peak, he needed to immediately cultivate and restore his strength.

"It's a pity that the spiritual energy on Earth is so scarce. In the era of spiritual energy level 10, it's almost impossible to cultivate to the highest realm. Even if someone cultivates on this planet, they

'll only reach the low-level martial arts at most." "Rebirth is also an opportunity for me. I left too many regrets in my previous life, which have become my inner demons. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been ambushed and killed by Wolf Fang and Calamity Immortal."

One night, he circulated his energy, closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, practicing breathing exercises.

The next day, when he opened his eyes, it was already noon. The room was filled with a stench. Looking down, he saw that the filth in his body had been expelled, and his white shirt had turned black.

This was the beginning of all cultivation, the purification of the dross!

He smiled bitterly, took a shower, changed his clothes, and came to the living room. With the experience of his previous life and the domineering 'Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique,' he had already broken through the first level of Qi Refining and entered the Dao overnight.

"Huh." Zhuo Bufan saw a bank card and a note on the coffee table:

"There's 10,000 yuan in here. Take it for living expenses."

Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was living like a gigolo. He picked up the bank card. "Just wait. Once I regain my strength, I definitely won't make you sad again."

He went out, hailed a taxi, and bought some medicinal herbs at the largest pharmacy in the city. He had already spent all 10,000 yuan.

"Money is really not enough. Just buying a few things, and 10,000 yuan is gone. Who told so many people to practice martial arts now, causing the price of medicinal herbs to remain high?"

"Although I have entered the Qi Refining stage, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. Spiritual energy is like the sea, and the body is the vessel. If I only cultivate the Dao without tempering my body, I will never be able to contend with the Heavenly Dao, let alone inherit the destiny to dominate all things."

He returned to the villa area. This villa area was considered mid-range in Jinzhou. The environment was quiet, nestled against the mountains and by the water, with convenient transportation. It was backed by Feihe Mountain.

Zhuo Bufan went directly to Feihe Mountain, found an open space, sat cross-legged, placed the medicinal herbs beside him, and began cultivating the 'Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique'.

As he closed his eyes and entered meditation, he felt the spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius converging on him like a flowing river, even absorbing the medicinal power from the herbs into his body. His

body was filled with spiritual energy, causing all the pores on his body to open, like a fish entering the sea, breathing and swimming freely.

During this cultivation, the sun set and the moon rose.

The next day, when a ray of sunlight pierced through the sea of clouds and shone on his face, he suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils gleaming. With a casual wave of his hand, a hazy white light streaked through the air.

"Creak!"

A pine tree as thick as a bowl fell in front of him, its cut clean and smooth.

"I've reached the third level of Qi Refining overnight, and I should be able to break through to the Innate Realm within three months." Zhuo Bufan shook his head again: "Cultivating immortality isn't that simple. The progress will be slower now, but later when I need more spiritual energy, it will require a lot of medicinal herbs and jade to absorb spiritual energy."

He shook his head, not wanting to think about it anymore. He patted the leaves off his backside and went down the mountain to go home. Passing by the roadside, he saw a stall selling soy milk and fried dough sticks, so he bought two servings and brought one home for Ye Ziqin.

Just as he reached the door, he saw Ye Ziqin dressed as if she were about to go out. She wore a white long dress, her jet-black hair cascading down her slender neck, and her beautiful face showed signs of weariness, making him feel sorry for her.

"Ye Zi, I bought you breakfast." Zhuo Bufan walked over. Although they had been married for three months and lived under the same roof, he felt like a stranger to his wife.

Ye Ziqin looked at him with surprise. "Thank you." She took the breakfast, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Come with me."

"Where to?" Zhuo Bufan asked suspiciously.

"My uncle and aunt want to talk to me about something," Ye Ziqin said, already getting into the car.

Zhuo Bufan had originally planned to continue cultivating instead of sleeping, but seeing the worry on Ziqin's brows, he hesitated for a moment and then got into the passenger seat.

...

Leaving the villa, they arrived at a teahouse.

Inside a private room, a group of well-dressed men and women were chatting; some were middle-aged, others were young people around his age.

Zhuo Bufan recognized them; they were all Ziqin's relatives, his father-in-law, his uncle, aunt, second uncle, second aunt, and cousins—ten people in total.

"Oh, isn't this Bufan? He's out." A shrill voice rang out.

Ye Ziqin frowned, took a deep breath, and said unhappily, "Auntie, Zhuo Bufan only made a small mistake."

"We've all heard about it. He went to a brothel and got arrested in a raid. He's really disgraced our Ye family," the aunt said coldly.

"Ziqin, we're not targeting you, but honestly, some things, if you don't cut them off, you'll only cause more trouble!" another woman said.

"Second Aunt, you don't need to worry about my affairs." Ye Ziqin bit her thin lips, her tone still indifferent.

Zhuo Bufan remained expressionless. These relatives in his previous life had always been like this. When he was still with the Zhuo family, they fawned over him desperately, but when they realized the Zhuo family had abandoned him, they resorted to all sorts of sarcastic remarks, revealing their ugly faces.

"Our cousin is so beautiful, it's a pity she married such a good-

for-nothing." A fair-skinned young man dressed in designer clothes said. "I'm right, it's a waste of our cousin's prime years, and this guy who only knows how to live off women is completely

useless." Another heavily made-up woman said in a coquettish voice; this was Ye Ziqin's cousin. Zhuo Bufan's expression remained calm, after all, his current state of mind was completely different from before.

However, he remembered that he hadn't experienced this scene before. Could it be that after his rebirth, the wheel of history had changed... and

everything wasn't developing as he had in his previous life.

A middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a floral suit, coughed lightly, and the room quieted down. He looked at Ye Ziqin and said, "Ziqin, I've called you here today to discuss serious business. Your 'Tianmei' company is failing, and everyone thinks it would be better to sell it to the Yang family."

"Sell it to the Yang family?" Ye Ziqin's cold face hardened, and she trembled with anger. "My mother built this company from scratch. She gave you shares so you could sit back and collect dividends every year. Now that the company is in trouble, not only are you unwilling to contribute a single penny to help me, but you also want me to sell the company my mother worked so hard to build."

Ye Kaihe said, "Ziqin, isn't this the only option? You've been working too hard as a young woman. Why not sell the company and enjoy your retirement? I'm doing this all for your sake."

"You think about me? After Mom died, you never came home, always out there seeing other women. You ask me for money whenever you're short. Have you ever contributed a single penny to the family or the company?" Ye Ziqin said coldly.

"Bang!" A middle-aged man next to her slammed his hand on the table. He was Ye Ziqin's uncle, Ye Kaihai, and he angrily said,

"Ziqin, he's still your father. How can you talk like that? So unfilial! We're here for your own good."

"For my own good? Selling the company my mother left me, taking the money and living it up, is that for my own good? You forced me to marry into the Zhuo family, and now you want me to sell the company? Absolutely not!" Ye Ziqin's stubbornness was heartbreaking.

Facing everyone's accusations, Ye Ziqin seemed like the target of everyone's criticism, appearing lonely, helpless, and tinged with sadness and sorrow.

Ye Ziqin's mother had dated Ye Kaihe in college. After they got married, Ye Kaihe didn't work, spending all his time gambling and seeing other women with the family's money, often staying out all night. He was nothing like a husband or father.

Ye Kaihe, his face dark, was about to explode when he suddenly heard someone outside say,

"Tiger, there really are guests inside. How about I get you a better room?"

"Heh, I'd like to see who has such a big face that even the Three Tigers wouldn't give me their private room."

As he spoke, the door to the private room opened, and three tall men with tattoos on their chests and arms, and gold chains around their necks stood in the doorway.

Chapter 3 She is My Wife

"Boss Ye, I'm sorry, I... I couldn't stop them..." The manager stood tremblingly to the side, apologizing.

Ye Kaihe frowned and stared at them, saying, "Who are you people? We've already booked this private room. Can't you find somewhere else?"

"Slap!" The man with a bald eagle tattoo on his arm walked over and suddenly slapped Ye Kaihe across the face, the pain stinging. "Which Ye family in Jinzhou? I've never heard of them!"

Several men at the table stood up, glaring angrily at the man who had hit him.

"Have you heard of Tianmei Group? The Zhuo family of Qingzhou is our in-law." Ye Kaihe covered his face, glaring angrily at the other party. "If you don't want to die, apologize to me right now." "

Oh, so you're from the family of that female president of 'Tianmei' Company. I can't afford to offend the Zhuo family you're talking about. But I heard that the Ye family's beauty married a good-for-nothing from the Zhuo family. What a pity." Sanhu rubbed a lump of flesh on his neck and said with a sneer.

"Damn it, what did you say? You don't take our Ye family and the Zhuo family seriously?" The young man with the most fiery temper immediately stood up and cursed.

This man was Ye Zihu, the son of Ye Kaihai, the eldest uncle. He usually acted recklessly outside because of the Ye family and the Zhuo family's in-law status. He had grown up with a bad temper and couldn't stand this kind of humiliation.

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground and beaten

up. He curled up like a shrimp in pain, clutching his head and screaming. "Let me tell you, I'm Tianye's man. I can't afford to offend the Zhuo family, but what are your Ye family people?" Sanhu said with a sneer.

Ye Kaihe and the others were instantly stunned. Chu Tianye was the number one figure in Jinzhou, controlling the entire power in Xicheng, far beyond what their Ye family could compare to.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to speak again.

If Zhuo Bufan were still the eldest young master acknowledged by the Zhuo family, perhaps Chu Tian would be wary, but now everyone knew that Zhuo Bufan had been abandoned by the Zhuo family of Qingzhou, and besides, this was Jinzhou, where the Zhuo family was even further away.

"I'm sorry, Third Master, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I apologize for offending you." Ye Kaihe's face showed a fawning smile.

Ye Ziqin saw this and bit her moist lower lip hard. She really didn't understand how her mother could have taken a liking to such a person.

Sanhu's face immediately showed a smug look. "Hehe, you guys know what's good for you." After saying that, he suddenly caught sight of Ye Ziqin standing to the side, and his eyes widened instantly as he stared straight at her.

"This must be President Ye of 'Tianmei' Company, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Sanhu's eyes gleamed with lust as he reached out to shake hands with Ziqin.

Ye Ziqin snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Sanhu was stunned, feeling slighted, and sneered, "President Ye, have a couple of drinks with me, and if I'm in a good mood, I'll let you leave, how about that?"

"I don't want to drink." Ye Ziqin's pretty face was as cold as frost, and she said in a cold voice, "If you don't leave, I'll..."

"Then what do you want to do? Hehe, a beautiful woman is so pretty when she's angry." As he spoke, Sanhu suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Ziqin's arm.

Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed Sanhu's wrist, "I'm sorry, she's my wife, she can't drink with you."

"Are you tired of living? How dare you block me?" Sanhu glared at Zhuo Bufan, secretly trying to pull his arm away, but his arm was like being held in an iron clamp, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it back.

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan dared to make a move, Ye Ziqin's beautiful eyes widened. She knew that Zhuo Bufan only knew how to drink and find women all day, and was usually a coward, but now he was fighting against Sanhu for her sake.

Ye Kaihe and the others were startled: "Zhuo Bufan, what do you want to do? Third Master just wants Ziqin to have a couple of drinks with him, that's all."

"Yeah, Ziqin, you just have a couple of drinks with Third Master, apologize, and that's it."

"Zhuo Bufan, if you want to fall, don't drag us down with you." The glamorous woman spoke up.

The three tigers didn't rush to attack, after all, Zhuo Bufan's surname was Zhuo, and the Zhuo family had a huge influence in Qingzhou. They said angrily, "So you're Zhuo Bufan. Do you know who I am? I

'm one of Master Tian's men. Master Tian is worth hundreds of millions, and you still dare to oppose me?" "So what? Even if you call Master Tian, you're just an ant in front of me. What are you anyway?" Zhuo Bufan said calmly.

"Zhuo Bufan!" Ye Kaihai shouted angrily.

"Damn it, this guy definitely doesn't want to live."

"If he's going to die, he's going to die, but don't drag us down with him! You still think you're the young master of the Zhuo family? This isn't Qingzhou!"

"Are you fucking an idiot?" Ye Zihu shouted, completely forgetting the humiliation of being kicked to the ground.

Sanhu sneered three times, his face revealing a fierce look. "Looks like you're not just a piece of trash, you're an idiot too. You're so arrogant. Even if the second generation of the Zhuo family came, they wouldn't dare to look down on Master Tian like this."

"I said, no matter what Master Tian or the Zhuo family, they're all like ants in my eyes. Besides, you're just Master Tian's lackey, what are you anyway?" Zhuo Bufan grinned and sneered.

"He must have gone mad." Ye Kaihe swallowed hard in fright.

Ye Ziqin's clear eyes were filled with doubt. Was he still Zhuo Bufan?

"Kid, you're really arrogant. I, Sanhu, haven't met someone as arrogant as you in a long time. Beat him up, loosen his muscles!" Sanhu was so angry that his veins bulged, his expression ferocious.

Two of his henchmen, already prepared, charged forward, fists clenched. They were fighters by trade and possessed some skill, but in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, they were like children boxing.

Although he was only at the third level of Qi Refining and couldn't use supernatural techniques, his body had been nourished by spiritual energy, giving him a rebirth. His physique had undergone a dramatic transformation; his speed, strength, bones, and explosive power all surpassed those of ordinary people.

Zhuo Bufan grabbed Sanhu's wrist and forcefully twisted it downwards, then kicked him in the chest. Sanhu instantly collapsed to the ground, a cracking sound heard as his arm dislocated.

The other two burly men lunged forward simultaneously, but were knocked to the ground by two punches from Zhuo Bufan.

Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai, Ye Zihu, and the glamorous woman all stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, unable to believe what they were seeing. When had Zhuo Buran become such a formidable fighter?

Zhuo Bufan slammed Sanhu's hands onto the table, saying, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Apologize to my wife now."

"Damn it, you want me to apologize? Dream on! So what if you can fight? Can you beat dozens of people? We have martial artists too!" Sanhu gritted his teeth, glaring angrily at Zhuo Bufan. He couldn't believe Zhuo Buran would actually dare to touch him.

"I've already given you a chance." Zhuo Bufan picked up a pair of chopsticks, concentrated his true energy, and pierced through Sanhu's palms and the table.

Sanhu let out a heart-wrenching scream, blood gushing out, tears streaming down his face from the pain.

"Big brother, grandpa, I was wrong, please... please don't cripple me, I was wrong, President Ye, I'm sorry, it was my fault, I looked down on people." Sanhu hurriedly begged for mercy.

Zhuo Bufan ignored his dumbfounded relatives and, pulling Ye Ziqin's hand, said, "Ziqin, let's go home!"

Ye Kaihe and the others in the private room swallowed hard, unable to believe what they were seeing. Zhuo Bufan seemed like a completely different person.

"Tiger, are you alright?" Two henchmen immediately stepped forward to help Sanhu remove the chopsticks.

Sanhu clutched his wrist, as if he had lost too much blood, but a vicious glint appeared in his eyes: "Zhuo Bufan, you're dead!"

Chapter Four: The Scent of Conspiracy

Only after being pulled away by Zhuo Bufan did Ye Ziqin regain her senses and subconsciously glance at her small hand that he had grasped. In that instant, she felt as if she had found a sense of security, a firm strength within her.

Zhuo Bufan hesitated for a moment, then released her small hand and smiled, "It's alright now."

"Yes, thank you." Ye Ziqin looked at him with sparkling eyes, feeling a little like she didn't recognize this husband she had been living with for three months. She worriedly said, "That Sanhu is Tianye's man. If you humiliate and injure him like that, Tianye will definitely seek revenge. Why don't you go back to Qingzhou to avoid him?"

"No need. I've said it before, they are like ants in front of me. Besides, I think I have the strength to protect you." Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly.

Looking at Zhuo Bufan's confident appearance, Ye Ziqin frowned slightly, but didn't speak. She shook her head inwardly, "I don't know when you learned martial arts, but... to get ahead, martial arts alone isn't enough. Everything depends on connections and background."

Back home, Zhuo Bufan went straight to his room to continue practicing until dinner.

Wang Ma, who was about fifty years old, smiled and said, "Young master, Miss is waiting for you at the table."

"I know, Wang Ma." Zhuo Bufan replied and went to the table. It was a very ordinary three dishes and a soup.

Ye Ziqin said, "I haven't had much of an appetite lately. If you don't like the food, ask Aunt Wang to make you a few more."

"No need, this is enough," Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said.

While eating, Zhuo Bufan thought for a moment and asked, "Is there a problem at the company?"

Ye Ziqin put down her chopsticks, nodded, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and said, "There is a problem at the company. 'Tiancheng Group' has been trying to acquire my company, but it was left to me by my mother, and I will definitely not sell it to the Yang family."

"Well, then make the company the richest in Jinzhou, the richest in the country, the richest in the world," Zhuo Bufan laughed.

Hearing his bold words, Ye Ziqin couldn't help but shake her head and smile, "It's not as easy as you think, sigh!"

Zhuo Bufan didn't say anything. Ye Ziqin had always been very polite and humble to him, but wasn't that also a kind of coldness that kept people at a distance?

...

In a private room at the Shangdu Club in Jinzhou.

A man in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses sat on the sofa. Opposite him was another man in a white Armani suit, fair-skinned but possessing a sinister air.

"Mr. Yang, I've persuaded Ye Ziqin's relatives to talk to her, but she seems stubborn," Zhou Wei said, adjusting his glasses, a sharp glint in his eyes.

Yang Tiancheng took a deep breath: "If you successfully acquire Tianmei, I'll give you ten percent of the shares, but Ye Ziqin probably won't like you anymore."

"Then she'll be all alone. I'll use a few tricks, and she'll eventually give in. That kind of woman is just cheap, clinging to a useless man and refusing to divorce him," Zhou Wei said menacingly.

Yang Tiancheng nodded and said, "You can arrange the rest. Since Ye Ziqin doesn't know what's good for her, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible." Zhou Wei's lips curled into a sinister smile, and then he said, "By the way, there's something else I need to report to you. Zhuo Bufan offended Sanhu, and I heard he beat him up."

"Zhuo Bufan offended Sanhu? The one under Chu Tian." Yang Tiancheng narrowed his eyes and said.

Zhou Wei nodded and said, "Yes, I heard that Zhuo Bufan was secretly training in martial arts, and Sanhu stumbled at his hands, which is beyond my expectations."

"Haha, training? Practicing martial arts? Does he want to join the Martial Arts Alliance? With his abilities?" Yang Tiancheng seemed to have heard a funny joke. "

Sanhu is a favorite of Chu Tian. Zhuo Bufan injuring Sanhu is a blow to his reputation, and he probably won't sit idly by." Zhou Wei said with a sly smile.

Yang Tiancheng narrowed his eyes, his sharp edge revealed: "It would be best to let Chu Tian and the Zhuo family fight like dogs, while our Yang family reaps the benefits. This Chu Tian has always been against my father. If it weren't for the expert protecting him, he would have eliminated him long ago."

...

The next day, the sun blazed down, and the sky was clear and blue.

The Jingdu Villa District was developed and constructed by Yida Real Estate Investment Co., Ltd., owned by Liu Changchun, the richest man in Jinzhou. The overall area was very large, including a natural lake view, catering to the needs of the average wealthy class and the top tycoons.

For example, Ye Ziqin's villa was located in the north of the Jingdu Villa District, which was only considered average, while the west side consisted of top-tier luxury mansions, which would cost tens of millions to acquire.

In the western direction of the villa district, the air was misty, and a man and a woman stood on the sparsely populated lakeside. The man had silver hair, was about 70 years old, and wore a white silk Tang suit. His eyes gleamed sharply, giving him the imposing presence of a lean tiger facing the eastern cliff.

Standing beside him was a young woman in her early twenties, dressed in Adidas sportswear, her hair tied in a neat ponytail, with an oval face and a pair of bright, beautiful eyes—a true beauty.

"Grandpa, is martial arts training really that difficult? I'm already twenty years old, and I haven't broken through to the Inner Strength level yet," the girl said with a distressed expression.

"Haha." The old man chuckled at her words, a loving look in his eyes as he smiled wryly. "You, you, you reached the Ming Jin realm at twenty, breaking through to An Jin is just a matter of time, and you're still not satisfied. You're a first-rate genius, joining the Martial Arts Alliance wouldn't be a problem. You should know some people don't even break through to An Jin until they're forty."

Hearing the old man's words, Long Geyue's pretty face lit up with a satisfied smile. She laughed, "Hehe, Grandpa, you said that when martial arts reach the Grandmaster level, one can use the wind as a blade, and even picking flowers and flying leaves can injure people, and walk on water?"

"Of course, but such masters rarely appear in the mortal world, and such people are one in ten thousand, not so easy to find." The old man sighed deeply.

Suddenly, their gazes fell simultaneously on the lake three hundred meters away, where a dark shadow vaguely appeared in the thick fog.

Long Geyue exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa, that person is walking on water?"

Long Aotian's jaw nearly dropped to the ground. He had just said that such extraordinary people were rare and hard to come by, and now one had appeared right before his eyes. Wasn't this just plain ridiculous? The

dark figure calmly stepped onto land from the water and hurriedly headed north.

"I never imagined that Jinzhou would have someone with such high martial arts skills, walking on water as if it were flat ground. I'm afraid only the inspectors within the Martial Arts Alliance could do that," Long Aotian stammered, speechless.

Long Geyue glared at him, her cherry-like mouth agape. "There are only three inspectors in the entire Lan Kingdom Martial Arts Alliance. His strength is comparable to an inspector, and he's even appeared in our neighborhood! Grandpa, why don't you go and meet him?"

"We can't be too forward with such a master, or we'll just annoy him," Long Aotian frowned, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Then what should we do? Should we not look for him?" Long Geyue's pretty face showed disappointment.

Long Geyue's eyes flickered. His grandfather was a retired elder of the Martial Arts Alliance, a first-rate figure in terms of vision and status, yet he gave that person such a high evaluation.

...

"Mountains and rivers are places where spiritual energy gathers. I felt pretty good after a day of cultivation. However, it's a bit strange that two people on the shore didn't exclaim when they saw me returning across the water," Zhuo Bufan pondered.

But this is fine. I don't have enough strength yet. I still need to keep a low profile and accumulate power. Before that, it's best not to attract attention.

You should know that he is not an arrogant person. Although Lan Kingdom is a low-level martial arts planet, it has accumulated thousands of years of experience and has unparalleled masters.

Chapter 5 Ye Ziqin's Car Accident

For the next few days, Zhuo Bufan immersed himself in cultivation. He was originally a senior high school student at Jinzhou High School, but there was still some time before school started, so he wasn't in a hurry.

Just after lunch, Ye Ziqin was about to head out for business when Zhuo Bufan called out to her, "Ye Zi."

"Hmm, what's up?" Ye Ziqin was wearing a gray suit, her hair styled in a high bun, exuding a capable air, her natural beauty tinged with a hint of allure.

She was slightly bent over, one snow-white arm resting on the doorframe, changing into her high heels.

Such a beautiful wife had married a good-for-nothing like him; no wonder her relatives, friends, and best friends all felt indignant on her behalf.

"Ye Zi, could you lend me some money?" Zhuo Bufan asked, blushing.

He, who had swept across the galaxies in this other world, now had to ask a woman for money.

"Didn't I give you some last time? You've spent it all in a week?" Ye Ziqin frowned, straightening her posture, her long legs graceful, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

She took out a card and handed it to Zhuo Bufan, saying, "The company's funds are tight lately, so be careful with your spending."

Then she left.

Zhuo Bufan held the bank card, his mind filled with complex emotions. Ye Ziqin probably already saw him as a gigolo. She was unwilling to divorce him, partly because she didn't want to lose face for the Zhuo family, and partly because having a useless husband like him could help her ward off many other unwanted suitors.

Zhuo Bufan hailed a taxi and headed out. He remembered an antique street and bought some cinnabar, wolf-hair brushes, and yellow paper. The stalls and feng shui shops sold talismans, but he glanced at them and realized they had no spiritual energy whatsoever; they were just for peace of mind.

After closing the door, he spread out a blank sheet of yellow paper, dipped the brush in cinnabar, and tried to gather spiritual energy into it before beginning to draw.

By the time he finished the first one, beads of sweat were forming on Zhuo Bufan's forehead. Drawing talismans looked easy, but it actually consumed a great deal of spiritual energy and mental strength.

"Failed!" Zhuo Bufan said dejectedly, "My current strength is too weak. Before, I could easily draw a ninth-grade Earth-rank talisman."

Zhuo Bufan had locked himself in his room all afternoon. When Ye Ziqin came home from work, Wang Ma helped her hang her coat on the hanger, saying worriedly, "Young Master bought a bunch of paper, cinnabar, and wolf-hair brushes, and locked himself in his room. He didn't come out all afternoon."

Ye Ziqin changed into a pair of slippers, frowned slightly, and thought he had been acting strangely these past few days. Could he have suffered some kind of shock? "Hmm, I'll go check on him in his room."

Pushing open the door, she saw the floor covered in yellow paper, the table stained with cinnabar, and Zhuo Bufan lying on the bed resting. He had only successfully drawn three talismans that afternoon, and he was exhausted.

"Ye Zi, you're home from work." Zhuo Bufan quickly sat up straight.

"Hmm, what are you doing?" Ye Ziqin frowned, looking suspiciously at the mess in the room.

Zhuo Bufan took a folded talisman from the table and handed it to her, saying, "I learned some talisman-drawing techniques from a book out of boredom. This is a peace talisman I made for you."

Ye Ziqin took the talisman, her face cold and stern. Her 'husband' was truly hopeless; why did he even bother learning talisman-drawing? Thinking about it, it was better than him going out to find other women and getting caught, for which she would have to bail him out.

"I'm going to a banquet tonight. You can eat at home by yourself." Ye Ziqin casually put the peace talisman into her pocket, turned, and left the room.

...

After dinner, Zhuo Bufan went to the woods behind the villa to meditate. Hundreds of meters of spiritual energy gathered around him, his chest rising and falling like a blower, and two streams of white spiritual energy emanating from his nostrils. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [雪影小说] and reply with the number 116 to continue reading the exciting story!) Meanwhile, in the banquet hall of the Bernard Club... "Oh, that's Ye Ziqin, she looks like a vixen." "Heh, she's so arrogant. Didn't you see all those rich young men greeting her, and she didn't even smile?" "

So what if she's arrogant? She thought she'd climbed onto the Zhuo family's coattails, but she still ended up with a good-for-nothing man."

Women, jealous of Ye Ziqin's graceful figure and stunning face, gathered together to mock and ridicule her, their gazes all fixed on Ye Ziqin, who stood not far away in a black evening gown, exuding elegance and nobility.

Ye Ziqin held a wine glass, her black tassel-embellished high heels highlighting her tall and alluring figure. Her fair and delicate hands held a glass of red wine, radiating an air of unparalleled independence.

"President Ye, Mr. Yang has arrived." Standing beside her was a man in a suit and tie, none other than the company's general manager, Zhou Wei.

As they were talking, a distinguished man in an Armani white suit approached, smiling, "Ms. Ye, long time no see, still as charming as ever."

"Mr. Yang is also young, wealthy, and elegant," Ye Ziqin replied with a stiff smile.

"Has Ms. Ye considered my suggestion from last time?" Yang Tiancheng asked with a smile.

Ye Ziqin said indifferently, "Mr. Yang, if you want to talk about other things, we can continue. However, I will not agree to your offer to acquire my company. My mother built it up with great effort; I cannot sell it."

Yang Tiancheng smiled, "Ms. Ye, we are both businessmen. This is a market economy. Talking about feelings is not the mark of a proper businessman. I hope you will seriously consider this." As he spoke, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"I may not be a proper businessman, but I must be a proper daughter," Ye Ziqin said coldly.

Yang Tiancheng sneered, cursing inwardly, "You ungrateful wretch, don't blame me."

After the banquet, Ye Ziqin drove her Audi A6L home alone. Just as she left the parking lot, a sudden chill ran through her as a red sedan sped towards her from the side. Ye Ziqin closed her eyes in fright, then heard a loud 'bang'. The car jolted, and suddenly a white light flashed across her body; shards of broken glass were deflected before they could even touch her. The car that hit her swerved and sped away.
Ye Ziqin felt dizzy and saw double images. She vaguely remembered seeing a white light flash around her, seemingly emanating from her handbag. Although she had changed her clothes today, she had carelessly tossed the amulet Zhuo Bufan had given her into her bag.

Without thinking, she slumped onto the steering wheel.

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