The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

A fine, silken drizzle, rare for Jiangzhou’s skies, began to fall. Inside a private room of an antique-style clubhouse, Liu Qi and Wu Hao were posturing as they sipped their tea, causing Chen Dong to shake his head.

Savoring tea while listening to the rain were two of life’s great refinements. Unfortunately, Chen Dong was accompanied by two oafs who were completely out of their element. What little they knew was merely a facade for business dealings.

Since the men before him couldn’t appreciate the mood, Chen Dong lost his refined interest as well. He turned to Liu Qi and said calmly, ”You’ve handled those two matters quite well. I wonder, is Boss Liu interested in taking another step forward on the Martial Dao?”

Liu Qi, who controlled ninety percent of Jiangzhou’s construction materials market, was no ordinary man. In his youth, he had relied on his extraordinary courage and martial skill to rise above the other suppliers.

Chen Dong’s words made Liu Qi’s heart race. ’Could it be? Is Mr. Chen going to give me a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill?!’

As someone already in the True Qi Realm, if Liu Qi had a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, he could break through his innate limitations and advance further on the Martial Dao, reaching the higher levels of True Qi.

At this, Liu Qi quickly rose to his feet, bowed solemnly to Chen Dong, and said, ”I will never forget your grace, Sir. From now on, whatever you command, I will see it done, even at the cost of my own life!”

It wasn’t just Chen Dong’s demonstrated medical and alchemy skills, or the connections powerful enough to get Zhuang Zhongjia fired with a single phone call. On top of all that, Chen Dong had saved his son’s life. The combination of past favors and future benefits made it well worth it for Liu Qi to stake everything on pledging his loyalty.

A satisfied smile appeared on Chen Dong’s face. Liu Qi’s character—one that repays gratitude—made him worthy of cultivation.

He then took out two medicinal pills: one Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill and one Star Luo Pill.

Liu Qi was stunned. Not only was there a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, but also another pill he didn’t recognize.

Chen Dong smiled. ”This is a Star Luo Pill. It can increase your Martial Dao cultivation. Now, calm your mind, adjust your state, and then consume the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill...”

「Three hours later.」

Chen Dong calmly watched the incredibly excited Liu Qi and the openly envious Wu Hao.

With the help of Chen Dong’s acupuncture, the effects of the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, and the Star Luo Pill, Liu Qi broke through directly from the True Qi Realm to become a Grandmaster.

Liu Qi, who had previously only been at the True Qi Realm, had never dreamed that he would one day become a Grandmaster. Although his techniques and stances had yet to reach the Grandmaster level, the True Qi within his body had already met the standard. However, he had just barely reached it. Liu Qi’s innate aptitude was still a bit lacking.

Wu Hao, who only had an Inner Strength cultivation, felt his heart itch with unbearable longing. Licking his lips, he asked Chen Dong, ”Mr. Chen, could you perhaps give me two pills as well?”

Chen Dong chuckled softly. ”Are you willing to work for me?”

Wu Hao dropped to one knee. ”I am willing to work for you, Mr. Chen. I would go through fire and water for you!”

Chen Dong nodded. ”From now on, the two of you will help me look after the Li Family. Don’t let anything happen to them. As long as you perform well, you’ll get your pills.”

A fire ignited in Wu Hao’s heart, and he quickly promised that even if something happened to him, nothing would happen to the Li Family.

Afterward, Chen Dong left Liu Qi to comprehend his new Realm and returned to Li’s Company.

As soon as Chen Dong reached the office, he heard sighs from within. It seemed their day of debt collection had yielded little result.

Chen Dong had just sat down at his desk when Wang Hao, Xu Qing, and the others gathered around him.

Wang Hao asked, ”Brother Dong, how did it go for you?”

Chen Dong turned on his computer and said flatly, ”Not bad. I collected on one.”

”Brother Dong, you’re amazing! When you make a move, it’s always an easy win!” Xu Qing said, looking smug, as if she were the one who had collected the debt.

Wang Hao grinned cheekily. ”How about it, Brother Dong? Put in a little more effort for us. We’re counting on you!”

Chen Dong glanced at them and shook his head. ”It’s only been one day, and you’re already giving up?”

”No, no! We’re just taking a short break. We’re heading out again this afternoon.”

Chen Dong glanced and saw that ”What Joy in Life” wasn’t online, so he set his own character to auto-play and said, ”How about I go with you guys this afternoon?”

Hearing this, the group immediately cheered.

”With Brother Dong helping, we’re guaranteed to succeed!”

”Exactly! Last time, Brother Hao told us how Brother Dong showed his might in Lower River. This time, we can see it for ourselves!”

But before they could celebrate for long, Chen Dong received a call from Yang Rong. The message was simple and direct: people from the Nanchuan Yang Family had arrived!

Chen Dong hung up and said, ”Looks like you’ll have to rely on yourselves after all. I have something to take care of, so you go on your own.”

Hearing this, Wang Hao and the others deflated completely.

About half an hour later, Chen Dong arrived at the Yang Family Villa. Yang Rong, Yang Anyi, and Yang Rong’s mother, Wang Xue, anxiously welcomed him into the living room.

He had just taken a seat in the living room, before any discussion could begin, when Chen Dong sensed six unfamiliar auras: five Grandmasters and one Tiangang.

Chen Dong said calmly, ”They’re here.”

Yang Rong was shocked. ”So fast? We only got the news half an hour ago!”

The moment Yang Rong’s voice fell, six men of varying builds strode into the living room.

The leader was an old man in his sixties or seventies, wearing a yellow Zhongshan suit. His salt-and-pepper hair was casually tied up in the back. If not for the vicious glint between his brows, he might have looked like a transcendent, worldly master.

To the old man’s left was a man in his forties, dressed in a sharp suit, looking like a successful businessman. The man on his right, also in his forties, looked like a farmer with his sleeves and pant legs rolled up.

Following behind them were three more men. One, in his thirties and dressed all in black, had a murderous look in his eyes, resembling an assassin. Another had a thuggish air, like a street punk. The last one, in his twenties, was dressed like a student.

Behind the group, a few of the Yang Family’s bodyguards followed in, looking terrified. ”We’re sorry, Miss. We couldn’t stop them!”