Chen Jiuyang had three great secrets.
First, the Pure Yang Medical Immortal heritage granted him peerless medical skills and the Pure Yang True Qi to heal.
Second, he cultivated his divine soul, physical body, and vital energy simultaneously, making him virtually invincible at his level.
Third, his divine soul perception spanned eight hundred and fifty meters. While ordinary Profound Realm Grandmasters could open their divine soul gates, their perception was limited to one meter. Chen Jiuyang was immeasurably stronger than them in terms of divine soul.
Thus, from the moment these assassins left the Yao family mansion and followed him, Chen Jiuyang had sensed them through his divine soul.
A dozen assassins, each wielding sharp cold weapons, moved with swift agility, surrounding Chen Jiuyang.
Chen Jiuyang showed no fear. Instead, he calmly asked, "Before you make your move, may I ask who hired you?"
The masked assassin at the forefront replied, "Since you are about to die, you may know the identity of your killer. It is the eldest young master of the Qian family in Fengcheng, Qian Sanjin!"
Yao Zixuan gritted her teeth, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent. "It's him! That despicable wretch!"
Chen Jiuyang nodded. "Thank you for your honesty. With that, I can send you on your way."
The assassins shouted, "Young man, you overestimate yourself! Attack!"
As the words fell, over a dozen figures charged at Chen Jiuyang simultaneously.
Chen Jiuyang stood his ground, his gaze serene, like a placid ancient well. He casually drew over a dozen silver needles from his waist and, in the blink of an eye, infused them with True Qi and shot them out, striking each assassin precisely.
"Pfft, pfft, pfft!"
The bodies of the dozen assassins stiffened. Blood flowed from beneath their masks, their life force extinguished. They died on the spot.
They could never have imagined that Chen Jiuyang was a Profound Realm Grandmaster, while they were mere ordinary assassins who hadn't even reached the Yellow Realm.
Without reaching the Yellow Realm, they didn't even qualify to spar with Chen Jiuyang.
Sending such ordinary assassins to kill him was merely sending them to their deaths in vain.
After dealing with the killers, Chen Jiuyang returned to the car and said to Yao Zixuan, "Zixuan, please use the Yao family's resources to send these bodies to the Qian family. Before we depart for Yunxi Province tomorrow, I will pay the Qian family a visit."
Yao Zixuan nodded. "Alright."
Yao Zixuan was not afraid of Chen Jiuyang's mystery and power. Instead, she felt a sense of security. The man she, Yao Zixuan, fancied must be powerful, capable of possessing her, protecting her, and protecting the Yao family!
Upon returning home, Chen Jiuyang saw a construction team from the Yao family already working at the foot of Qingzhu Mountain, preparing to build his villa estate.
The villa estate would have at least six floors above ground and three floors underground, with a reinforced concrete structure that could withstand even a magnitude ten earthquake without damage.
The three underground floors were to be constructed with alloy for an emergency shelter. Should enemies seek revenge on Chen Jiuyang, his family could hide in the basement for safety, and then Qingzhu Immortal could deal with the enemies.
The thirty million yuan spent was well worth it.
His mother, Zhang Xiuzhen, was beaming. On her right, neighbors were building houses, and on her left, their own house was under construction. However, all the meals for these workers were her responsibility.
She had found a few villagers in Qingzhu Village to help her prepare large-pot meals for the construction workers. She could earn several hundred yuan a day, tens of thousands a month, making Zhang Xiuzhen grin from ear to ear. In the past, she would never have imagined earning so much money.
Her younger sister, Chen Yating, had already gone to university. With Zhang Xiuzhen busy with her own affairs at home, Chen Jiuyang felt that this was good.
Back home, Chen Jiuyang began to write his thesis as a professor at Fengcheng Medical College.
Each thesis was tens of thousands of words long, and having written several, Chen Jiuyang felt a bit dizzy. By the time he left his room, it was already night.
Yao Zixuan, a young lady who had never done manual labor, was helping Zhang Xiuzhen prepare dinner, sweating profusely. "Jiuyang, dinner is ready."
At the dinner table, Zhang Xiuzhen said, "Jiuyang, the whole village went to the old village chief's house for the funeral. Our family didn't go. Since we were neighbors for so long, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
Chen Jiuyang pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Mom, I'll go first thing tomorrow morning."
Zhang Xiuzhen breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, it's good that you represent our Chen family."
After dinner, Yao Zixuan went to wash up. Chen Jiuyang went out and summoned Deng Zun.
Deng Zun bowed his fists upon seeing Chen Jiuyang. "Young Master Chen, do you have any instructions?"
Chen Jiuyang said, "I'm going to Yunxi for gem appraisal tomorrow. I'd like you to accompany me. Are you willing?"
"Your subordinate is naturally willing!" Deng Zun replied respectfully.
Chen Jiuyang nodded with satisfaction. "Very good. Leave your martial arts school disciples to secretly protect my family. If there's anything urgent, notify the Lin family at the riverside manor."
"Yes, Young Master Chen," Deng Zun nodded.
Chen Jiuyang narrowed his eyes. "Go and prepare a few things for me. Specifically... things I'll need tomorrow."
Deng Zun accepted the order and turned to leave.
Chen Jiuyang was leaving Fengcheng for Yunxi Province for gem appraisal, and he didn't know how long he would be gone. He arranged a few matters in advance and then returned to his room to sleep.
He had not been in bed for long when his room door was pushed open. Before anyone arrived, a fragrance wafted in. In a moment, a hot, fragrant, delicate body snuggled onto his bed, holding him tightly.
Chen Jiuyang felt the soft temptation, his throat suddenly dry, his blood boiling.
Yao Zixuan held him, giggling like a kitten, rubbing against him and exhaling fragrant breath. "Jiuyang, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Chen Jiuyang took a deep breath and glared at her. Unable to resist, he flipped the covers and slapped her buttocks through her pajamas. "Sleep well at night, don't cause trouble."
"Ouch!" Yao Zixuan looked at him with a wronged expression, covering her buttocks with both hands. "Am I not speaking the truth?"
"...Ai," Chen Jiuyang sighed. "Zixuan, you have the Pure Yin physique and are the core lifeblood of the Nine Yin Devouring Yang formation. If your body is violated, the Nine Yin Devouring Yang formation will erupt, instantly causing your death and the collapse of the Yao family's fortune."
"You teasing me like this makes me uncomfortable, and you are also uncomfortable."
Although Yao Zixuan held Chen Jiuyang tightly, her body temperature was actually dropping. The cold energy within her was being dispersed and neutralized by Chen Jiuyang's Pure Yang Qi.
Yao Zixuan's eyes held no fear. She simply rested her head on his chest and said gently, "Jiuyang, I believe you can save me."
"Mm."
The two then fell asleep.
The next morning, Deng Zun delivered the items Chen Jiuyang had requested.
Chen Jiuyang, smiling, took the items and went to the home of Old Village Chief Huang.
Old Village Chief Huang's house was draped with white mourning banners. Many people were weeping and holding a funeral.
When Chen Jiuyang arrived, someone announced, "Chen Jiuyang of the Chen family in Qingzhu Village, presents... presents a coffin..."
"Whoosh!"
The faces of the Huang family members immediately turned extremely unpleasant. Several people in their family had already died, and they were holding a funeral. Yet, Chen Jiuyang had come to present a coffin. What did he intend to do?
The Huang family members immediately gnashed their teeth, their eyes red as they looked at Chen Jiuyang.