C11 Master of Martial Arts

As soon as Lee Yueze and the others saw Ye Chen walk out of that box safely, their eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.

They thought that the Young Miss of the Shen Family was here to deal with Ye Chen.

He even dared to provoke someone like Fifth Master Hong. The man was practically burying himself ten feet under!

No one had expected him to go out without a scratch on him!

Upon seeing Ye Chen step out of the room without even looking at them, they couldn't help but furrow their eyebrows.

"He must have been so scared of Fifth Master Hong," Lee Yueze finally whispered. "He must be running away now. He's too embarrassed—"

"That's right," Chen Feng interrupted. "His ass must be handed to him."

"Didn't he save us? Maybe we shouldn't have done this to him," Bai Xiaoxuan stared at the young man. Her stomach stirred.

He sneered. "Please, you know what he's worth. Hell, he's not even worth your sympathy. Just leave it as is."

"Isn't he supposed to celebrate his engagement with you?" Lee Jinwei chuckled. Even her swollen cheeks weren't able to hide the smirk growing on her lips. "Now, he's leaving just like that?"

"That's right! He's still your fiance."

Bai Xiaoxuan stared after him. She couldn't help but feel a little bit disappointed.

...

Ye Chen didn't care what the other people thought. Instead, he stayed seated in his Rolls Royce, a car brought to him by Shen Mingyue.

It was Fifth Master Hong who had tactfully arranged all of this. The unconscious girl was placed in the backseat while Shen Mengyue personally acted as his chauffeur.

If other people were to see it, they were in for a great shock. Why would such a dignified lady lower herself to be this man's driver?

Driving to Genting Mountain, she glanced over at the rearview mirror. "Mr. Ye, this is the highest peak in Genting Mountain," she introduced. "Grandfather has specifically asked me to give it to you to express our gratitude."

He nodded in response.

The tallest villa was located at the Dragon-Eyed Tiger. It was the best place, and it was filled with spiritual energy. Anyone who lives there would naturally feel refreshed.

Anyone who was to practice his cultivation would feel more alive. Their strength would even increase by 30%.

The Canglan River can be seen by standing at the edge of the cliffs. Converging with the East Sea, it is known as their source of water and civilization.

As soon as the car had stopped, Ye Chen stepped out and walked away.

...

Shen Megyue frowned as she gazed at his retreating figure.

Taking out her phone, she dialed a number. "Grandfather," she said softly as soon as the call had connected. "He accepted the gifts you've given him."

"That's good then." Shen Tianming sighed in relief. "You must be tired. Come back early, and get some sleep."

She pursed her lips. "But isn't this gift too valuable? Although he had helped me break through the next level, I've already given my pendant as a gift. Why would you give him this villa as well?"

"There are just things you have not yet experienced." Shen Tianming sighed. "You must know who Cheng Boxuan is, right?"

As soon as this matter was brought up, her face darkened. "You're talking about the patriarch of the Sunan Province, right?"

"That's right. The reason why the Cheng Family has been able to suppress us was him. He's a Martial Arts Master—the best among them. It was because of him they were able to stay in power this long too."

"You're saying there's a Martial Arts Master in the Cheng Family?"

"More than one," he responded. "But without him specifically, they wouldn't stand a chance."

There was a short pause as Shen Mengyue took a deep breath. "You want Ye Chen to fight him?"

"That person is very likely to be a Martial Arts Master." He took a deep breath. "We can only try our best to suck up to him, but that's all we can do. Hopefully, in the future, we'd be able to rely on him to go against the Cheng Family."

"I understand."

...

Ye Chen, unaware of their conversation, walked into the villa. He casually placed the unconscious girl on the bed and sized her up.

Even though he had seen countless of goddesses in his previous life, he still couldn't help but be surprised by her beautiful face.

Her face was bewitching. With her long eyelashes and plump lips, she looked like she was the perfect carving of beauty. She looked like a goddess who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Even her long dress wasn't able to completely cover her milky skin. They appeared crystal clear under the artificial lights. A part of him wanted to glide his fingers down her cheek, but he turned away.

There was something different about her.

She looked like she held the soul of the Skyfox.

If she could practice her cultivation, she could rely on her charm to make countless people infatuated with her. No one would be able to resist her charms.

However, Ye Chen wasn't interested in her beautiful face or her curvaceous figure. He was far more interested in her long black hair.

The hair of the Skyfox's host was one of the most precious materials in the heavens. If it could be crushed and mixed into pills or talisman, that certain charm would have a miraculous effect—both for good and bad.

After taking a strand of her hair, Ye Chen leisurely walked out of the bedroom. He didn't even bother to touch her.

In his previous life, he was the Immortal Emperor. Many fairies would often throw themselves into his arms. Even then, he wouldn't lose control. There was no way he was going to be controlled by this sly host.

This stand was to be used for his own purposes.

With a sigh, he sat in his own training hall and began to meditate.

In Ye Chen's life, he was already at his peak. Having learned countless cultivation techniques, he was unstoppable. And now he had to learn about them all over again. Now...where should he start?

The Hundred Thoughts Divine Technique? The Tyrannical Body Technique? The Thousand Wheels Great Meridian?

He sighed. His spiritual strength was thin, so there were some cultivation techniques that he wouldn't be able to practice just yet. Now...he might be able to do the Mystical Art of Four Forms. If he were to master that, he'd be much stronger than his competitors.

With a deep breath, he collected himself and started.

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

As sunlight streamed through the window, a sharp cry echoed across the building.

Ye Chen, broken away from his thoughts, scowled. He stood up, pushed the door open, and headed straight to his bedroom.

There, he could see a young woman with tears in the corner of her eyes. Her mouth was curled, and her eyebrows were furrowed. As soon as she saw him,

"Shut up." Ye Chen scowled.