insane debauchery

Chapter 1 Rebirth and Return
In the pitch-black night, a white Audi A6 sped along the highway.
Inside, Ye Ziqin's slender, white fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, 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 Lanxing' three hundred years ago; he had returned to his youth!
On Yu Lanxing, martial arts flourished, and the practice of martial arts was deeply ingrained. Each federal nation had established its own martial arts alliance to manage martial artists and handle 'unusual' events.
And at this moment, driving was his wife—Ye Ziqin.
The president of Jinzhou's 'Tianmei' cosmetics company, and a renowned beauty in Jinzhou, but marrying this good-for-nothing man only made her even more 'famous'.
Three hundred years had passed, and Zhuo Bufan was filled with mixed emotions. He had ultimately wronged others.
Zhuo Bufan's mother was a maidservant to Zhuo Luo, the head of the Zhuo family in Qingzhou. She gave birth to him after the head of the family had a drunken affair.
"The Zhuo family, the Zhuo family, you drove my mother and me out of Qingzhou. My mother raised me with great hardship. Zhuo Luo 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 like a clown, a piece of trash in this world, and finally, 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 and mistakes I made, and protect the ones I love."
Memories of the past poured 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 barely spoke a few words to each other in the three months of their marriage. After he was murdered, he didn't know if Ye Ziqin had shed a tear for him.
"Ziqin, I'm sorry."
"Mm." Ye Ziqin's pretty face froze. Since she married Zhuo Bufan, her husband had only ever 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're wrong, then don't go to those kinds of places anymore." Ye Ziqin sighed softly, her heart filled with complex emotions.
Zhuo Bufan went to those kinds of places for pleasure because she didn't want to share a room with him.
"I, a married man, am 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.
But Zhuo Bufan's lips curled into a bitter smile. He went to those kinds of places only to drown his sorrows in alcohol, 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 possessed a stunning figure, a beautiful and aloof face, and an outstanding temperament, making her a rare and unattainable beauty.
At the time, Zhuo Bufan felt unworthy of her and suffered from low self-esteem for a long time. Suddenly, a man appeared outside the villa. He was dressed in a sharp suit, had a buzz cut, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He appeared to be around twenty-five years old and had a refined demeanor. "President Ye, I heard Mr. Zhuo was arrested. Is he alright now?"
"He's fine 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 Zhuo Bufan had been cuckolded.
However, Zhuo Bufan knew that Ye Ziqin was honest with men and would never do such a thing.
"President Ye, to be frank, what Mr. Zhuo did is 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 earnestly in a low voice.
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 bit?"
Zhuo Bufan frowned. "Manager Zhou, I don't know what 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 marrying above her station 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 felt that Zhuo Bufan was different. He had never 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 powerful Zhuo family pressuring her, she would never have married Zhuo Bufan and then endured the cold stares and ridicule from 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 of heaven like Ye Ziqin, with her inherent arrogance, how could she possibly be interested in a man like him?
"Could it be that she has 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, and 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 make up for his regrets, and to return to his peak, he could only start cultivating and recovering his strength immediately.
"It's a pity that the spiritual energy on Earth is so scarce. In the era of spiritual energy level 1-0, 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. Too many regrets from my past life 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 sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, practicing his 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, turning his white shirt black.
This was the beginning of all cultivation—purifying and refining!
He gave a helpless bitter smile, took a shower, changed his clothes, and went to the living room. With his past life's experience and the domineering 'Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique,' he had already broken through to 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 been released." 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 should be cut off, otherwise, trouble will ensue!" 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. "This company was built by my mother 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 worked too hard as a young woman. Why not sell the company and enjoy your retirement? I'm
doing this all for your sake." "You've been thinking of me all this time since Mom died, never coming home, always looking for women outside, asking me for money when 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 slammed his hand on the table. He was Ye Ziqin's uncle, Ye Kaihai, and he angrily said,
"Ziqin, he is still your father. How can you talk like that? How unfilial! We're here for your own good."
"Sell the company my mother left me for my own good! You take the money and live a carefree life, all 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.
Faced with the accusations of the crowd, Ye Ziqin seemed to be the target of everyone's criticism, appearing lonely, helpless, and tinged with a sense of desolation and sorrow.
Ye Ziqin's mother had dated Ye Kaihe in college. After they got married, Ye Kaihe didn't work, spending his days gambling and chasing women with the family's money, often staying out all night, completely unbecoming of a husband and father.
Ye Kaihe's face darkened, and he 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 I, the Three Tigers, won't give up my 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 him..." The manager stood trembling to the side, apologizing.
Ye Kaihe frowned and stared at the other party, saying, "Who are you people? We've already booked this private room. Can't you find somewhere else?"
"Slap!" A man with a bald eagle tattoo on his arm walked over and suddenly slapped Ye Kaihe across the face. The pain was intense. "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 are our in-laws." 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 CEO 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 respect the Ye family and the Zhuo family!" The young man with the most fiery temper immediately stood up and cursed.
This man was Ye Kaihai's son, Ye Zihu. He usually acted recklessly outside, relying on the in-law relationship between the Ye and Zhuo families. His temper had grown too strong, and he couldn't stand such treatment.
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked to the ground and brutally beaten, his body curled up like a shrimp in pain, clutching his head and screaming.
"Let me tell you, I'm Chu Tianye's man. I can't afford to offend the Zhuo family, but what are you 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 West City's power, 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. Moreover, this was Jinzhou, where the Zhuo family was far beyond their reach.
"Third Master, I'm sorry, I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I apologize." Ye Kaihe's face showed a fawning smile.
Ye Ziqin watched all this, biting her lower lip hard. She truly couldn't understand how her mother could have fallen for such a man.
Sanhu's face immediately lit up with smugness. "Hehe, you're smart enough to know your place." Then, his eyes widened as he caught sight of Ye Ziqin standing to the side, staring intently at her.
"This must be President Ye from 'Tianmei' Company, a pleasure to meet you!" Sanhu's eyes gleamed with lust as he reached out to shake Ye Ziqin's hand.
Ye Ziqin coldly snorted and simply turned her head away.
Sanhu was taken aback, 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 as she said, "If you don't leave, I'll..."
"Then what do you want to do? Hehe, even when a beautiful woman is angry, she's still quite attractive." With that, Sanhu suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Ziqin's arm.
Just then, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Sanhu's wrist. "I'm sorry, she's my wife, she can't drink with you."
"You're asking for trouble, daring to block my way!" Sanhu glared at Zhuo Bufan, trying to pull his arm away, but it felt like it was in an iron clamp, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it back.
Seeing Zhuo Bufan dare to make a move, Ye Ziqin's beautiful eyes widened. She knew that Zhuo Bufan only knew how to drink and chase women, and was usually a coward, but now he was fighting against Sanhu for her sake.
Ye Kaihe and the others were shocked: "Zhuo Bufan, what do you want to do? Third Master just wants Ziqin to have a couple of drinks with him, that's all."
"Yes, Ziqin, you just have a couple of drinks with Third Master, apologize, and that's it."
"Zhuo Bufan, if you want to die, don't drag us down with you," the glamorous woman said.
Sanhu didn't rush to attack. After all, Zhuo Bufan's surname was Zhuo, and the Zhuo family had immense power in Qingzhou. He angrily said, "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. You still dare to oppose me?" "So what? Even if you're so-called Master Tian, you're nothing but 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 you're going to die, then die. Don't drag us down with you. Do 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 earlier.
Sanhu sneered three times, his face revealing a fierce expression. "Looks like you're not just a piece of trash, you're an idiot. How dare you be so arrogant! Even if it were the second generation of the Zhuo family, 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 coldly.
"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's veins bulged with anger, his expression ferocious.
His two henchmen were already prepared, clenching their fists and rushing forward. They were fighters and had 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 divine abilities, his body had been nourished by spiritual energy, giving him a new lease on life. 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 pulled it downwards, then kicked him in the chest. Sanhu instantly collapsed to the ground with a crack, his arm dislocated.
The other two burly men rushed forward, but were knocked to the ground by two punches from Zhuo Bufan.
Ye Kaihe, Ye Kaihai, Ye Zihu, and the glamorous woman stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, unable to believe what they were seeing. When had Zhuo Bufan become so skilled in fighting?
Zhuo Bufan pressed Sanhu's hand onto the table and said, "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!" Sanhu gritted his teeth, glaring angrily at Zhuo Bufan. He didn't believe Zhuo Bufan 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 palm and the table.
Sanhu let out a heart-wrenching scream, blood flowing freely, 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 was blind to your worth." Sanhu hurriedly begged for mercy. Zhuo
Bufan didn't even look at his dumbfounded relatives, and took Ye Ziqin's hand, saying, "Ziqin, let's go home!"
Ye Kaihe and the others in the private room swallowed hard, unable to believe what they were seeing. This Zhuo Bufan seemed like a completely different person.
"Tiger, are you alright?" The two henchmen immediately stepped forward to help Sanhu pull the chopsticks out.
Sanhu gripped 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 been holding. For a moment, 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 hand and smiled, "It's alright now."
"Yes, thank you." Ye Ziqin looked at him with sparkling eyes, feeling somewhat unfamiliar with her husband of three months, and said worriedly, "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 all like ants in front of me. Besides, I feel I have the strength to protect you," Zhuo Bufan said with a faint smile.
Seeing Zhuo Bufan's confident demeanor, Ye Ziqin frowned slightly, remaining silent but shaking her head inwardly, "I don't know when you learned martial arts, but... to get ahead, martial arts alone isn't enough; connections and background are also crucial."
Back home, Zhuo Bufan went straight to his room to continue his training until dinner.
Wang Ma, around fifty years old, smiled and said, "Young master, Miss is waiting for you at the table."
"Yes, Wang Ma," Zhuo Bufan replied, going to the table. It was a simple meal of three dishes and a soup.
Ye Ziqin said, "My appetite hasn't been very good lately. If you don't like the food, ask Wang Ma to make you a few more."
"No need, this is enough," Zhuo Bufan shook his head.
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 stray 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."
"Hmm, 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 speak. 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, with fair skin, but with a sinister aura.
"Mr. Yang, I've already persuaded Ye Ziqin's relatives to talk to her, but she seems stubborn." Zhou Wei adjusted his glasses, a sharp glint reflecting behind the lenses.
Yang Tiancheng took a deep breath: "If you successfully acquire Tianmei, I'll give you 10% of the shares, but Ye Ziqin probably won't like you anymore."
"She'll be all alone then. I'll use a few tricks, and she'll eventually give in. That kind of woman is just cheap, finding a useless man and refusing to divorce him." Zhou Wei said sinisterly. Yang Tiancheng
nodded: "You can arrange the rest. Since Ye Ziqin doesn't know what's good for her, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Yes, I'll arrange it as soon as possible." A sinister smile appeared on Zhou Wei's lips, then he said: "By the way, there's something else to report. Zhuo Bufan offended Sanhu, and I heard he beat him up."
"Zhuo Bufan offended one of Sanhu Chu Tian's men." Yang Tiancheng narrowed his eyes and said.
Zhou Wei nodded and said, "Yes, I heard that Zhuo Bufan has been secretly practicing martial arts. The fact that Sanhu was defeated by him is quite unexpected."
"Haha, practicing martial arts? Does he think he can join the Martial Arts Alliance? With his abilities..." Yang Tiancheng seemed to find it amusing.
"Sanhu is a favorite of Chu Tian. Zhuo Bufan injuring Sanhu is a blow to his pride; he probably won't stand idly by." Zhou Wei said with a sly smile.
Yang Tiancheng narrowed his eyes, his sharp edge revealed: "It would be best if Chu Tian and the Zhuo family fought like dogs, and our Yang family could reap 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, and the sky was clear.
The Jingdu Villa District was developed by Yida Real Estate Investment Co., Ltd., owned by Liu Changchun, the richest man in Jinzhou. The entire area was vast, including a natural lake, catering to the needs of the average wealthy and the ultra-rich.
For example, Ye Ziqin's villa is located in the north of the Jingdu villa area, which is only considered average. The villas to the west, however, are top-tier luxury residences, costing tens of millions.
In the western villa area, the air is misty, and a man and a woman stand by the sparsely populated lake. The man, with silver hair, is about 70 years old, dressed in a white silk Tang suit, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light, possessing a majestic air reminiscent of a lean tiger facing the eastern cliff.
Beside him stands 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 cultivation really that difficult? I'm already twenty years old, and I haven't broken through to the inner strength stage yet," the girl said with a bitter face, looking dejected.
"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, and 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 one can 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 slowly.
Suddenly, their gazes fell on the lake three hundred meters away, where a black 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 hard to come by, and now one had appeared right before his eyes. Wasn't this just ridiculous?
The dark figure calmly walked from the water onto land and hurriedly headed north.
"I never imagined there would be someone with such high martial arts skills in Jinzhou, walking on water as if it were flat ground. I'm afraid only a patrol officer within the Martial Arts Alliance could achieve that." Long Aotian was dumbfounded. Long
Geyue glared at him, her cherry-like mouth agape: "There are only three patrol officers in the entire Lan Kingdom Martial Arts Alliance. His strength is comparable to a patrol officer, and he 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 people." Long Aotian frowned as he looked at the figure, 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. Her 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 feel 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 on the water." Zhuo Bufan pondered to himself.
However, this is for the best. I don't have enough strength yet, so I 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
In the following days, Zhuo Bufan immersed himself in cultivation. He was originally a senior high school student in Jinzhou, but there was still some time before school started, so he wasn't in a hurry.
Just after lunch, Ye Ziqin was about to go out to discuss business when Zhuo Bufan called out to her: "Ye Zi."
"Yes, something's up." Ye Ziqin was wearing a gray suit, her hair was tied up in a high bun, and she had a capable temperament, with a touch of charm in her original beauty.
She was half-bent over, one of her snow-white arms holding onto the door frame, bending down to change her high heels.
Such a beautiful and pretty wife married a good-for-nothing like him. No wonder Ye Ziqin's relatives, friends, and best friends all felt sorry for her.
"Ye Zi, could you lend me some money?" Zhuo Bufan said, blushing.
He, who once swept across the galaxies in another world, now had to ask a woman for money.
"Didn't I give you some last time? It's all gone 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 didn't want to divorce him now, partly because she was afraid of losing face for the Zhuo family, and partly because having a good-for-nothing husband like him could help her ward off many other unwanted suitors.
Zhuo Bufan took a taxi and headed out. He remembered an antique street, where he bought some cinnabar, wolf-hair brushes, and yellow paper to take home. The stalls and feng shui shops sold talismans, but after a quick glance, he realized they had no spiritual power whatsoever; they were just for peace of mind.
After closing the door, he spread out a blank sheet of yellow paper, dipped his brush in cinnabar, and tried to gather spiritual energy into the cinnabar before beginning to draw.
By the time he finished the first drawing, fine beads of sweat had appeared on Zhuo Bufan's forehead. Drawing talismans may look easy, but it actually consumes 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 off 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 and cultivate. Hundreds of meters of spiritual energy gathered around him, his chest rising and falling like a blower, and white spiritual energy emanating from his nostrils expanding and contracting erratically. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account (咸湿小说) and reply with the number 86 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 just now, 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 peerless 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.
"I wonder if Ms. Ye has 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 from scratch; 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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