He fell off a cliff but unexpectedly gained a cultivation inheritance.

The morning sunlight streamed through the villa's floor-to-ceiling windows, gently illuminating the mahogany dining table and casting a warm golden hue over the exquisite tableware. Ye Ningshuang had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast: crystal steamed dumplings, crab roe buns, freshly squeezed fruit and vegetable juices, and a small dish of delicate appetizers, each item arranged neatly and with care.

As Zhang Bufan led Ye Qingxue into the restaurant, the aroma of fresh food instantly filled the air. After yesterday's intimacy and this morning's breakthrough, Ye Qingxue's complexion was rosy, her eyes brimming with undisguised sweetness, and her gaze towards Zhang Bufan was so tender it could melt hearts. The two sat facing each other, and Ye Ningshuang poured them warm fruit and vegetable juice, smiling as she said, "Miss, Young Master, breakfast is still warm, please eat it while it's hot."

"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Shuang." Zhang Bufan nodded politely, picked up his chopsticks, and handed a crystal steamed dumpling to Ye Qingxue. "Try this, it looks good."

Ye Qingxue obediently opened her mouth to take it, chewed a few times, and her eyes instantly lit up: "Delicious! The shrimp inside are very fresh." As she spoke, she also picked up a crab roe bun and put it in Zhang Bufan's bowl, "You should try this one too, the crab roe flavor is very strong."

The two fed each other, creating an incredibly warm and loving atmosphere. Ye Ningshuang stood to the side, watching this scene with a relieved smile in her eyes. She had watched Ye Qingxue grow up since childhood and knew how much her young mistress longed for such a peaceful and happy life beneath her seemingly aloof exterior. Now that Zhang Bufan had not only returned alive but also become a Foundation Establishment senior, and treated her young mistress with such affection, she was sure her young mistress's future would be just as smooth.

Breakfast ended quickly in a sweet atmosphere. Zhang Bufan wiped his mouth, stood up, and said, "Qingxue, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Okay!" Ye Qingxue immediately stood up, her eyes full of anticipation. She had already prepared all the necessary documents in advance: her ID card, household registration book, and her divorce certificate from back then, all neatly placed in an exquisite leather document bag.

After a quick tidy-up, the two headed towards the garage. This time, Zhang Bufan drove, while Ye Qingxue sat in the passenger seat, her hand tightly gripping the file folder, her fingers tightening slightly, unable to hide her nervousness and anticipation. The car smoothly drove out of the villa complex and merged into the morning traffic. The morning rush hour in Pengcheng had already quietly begun; the tall buildings on both sides of the road were particularly striking under the sunlight, and the streets were bustling with traffic, full of the vibrant atmosphere of daily life.

"Don't be nervous." Zhang Bufan sensed Ye Qingxue's small movement, freed one hand to hold hers, and felt the warmth on his fingertips. "We're just finding our happiness again."

Ye Qingxue looked up and met Zhang Bufan's gentle eyes. Her nervousness instantly vanished, replaced by a deep sense of peace. She nodded vigorously, a bright smile spreading across her lips: "Yes! I'm not nervous anymore."

The Civil Affairs Bureau was located in the government service center building in the city center, not too far from Ye Qingxue's villa. About twenty minutes later, Zhang Bufan parked his car in the parking lot of the government service center. The two walked into the building side by side. There were already quite a few people handling their business in the lobby on the first floor, with queues of a moderate length forming in front of each window.

"Let's go to the marriage registration window over there." Ye Qingxue took Zhang Bufan's hand and walked towards the marriage registration area on the west side of the hall. Compared to the other windows, the atmosphere at the marriage registration window was much warmer. Red festive decorations hung on the walls, and many couples were snuggling together, their faces beaming with happiness.

Because the couple had prepared all their documents in advance and their paperwork was complete, they didn't spend too much time queuing. The staff member in charge of processing their applications was a middle-aged woman. Seeing Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue's handsome and beautiful appearance, she couldn't help but smile and ask, "Are you two registering your marriage?"

"Yes, we've remarried." Zhang Bufan nodded in response, handing over the file folder in his hand. "The documents are all here."

The staff took the document bag, opened it, and carefully checked the couple's ID cards, household registration books, and divorce certificates. After confirming that the information was correct, they took out two forms and handed them to them: "Please fill out this application form first, and then go to the photo area over there to take a photo for your marriage certificate."

"Okay, thank you." The two took the forms, found an empty seat, and began filling them out carefully. The information on the forms was simple, consisting of basic details such as names, ID numbers, and registered addresses. Zhang Bufan wrote quickly and neatly; Ye Qingxue's handwriting was delicate and elegant. Occasionally, the two would look up at each other, their eyes filled with sweet smiles.

Soon, the two finished filling out the application forms and walked together to the photo area. The staff member taking photos was a young woman. Seeing the two standing together, she couldn't help but praise, "You two are so good-looking! You look so good together! Come closer and smile."

Zhang Bufan naturally reached out and put his arm around Ye Qingxue's shoulder, gently pulling her closer to him. Ye Qingxue's cheeks flushed slightly, and she leaned her head slightly towards Zhang Bufan, a gentle smile playing on her lips. A click later, the camera captured this happy moment. The photo was quickly printed; the red background accentuated their smiles, making it exceptionally joyful.

The couple returned to the marriage registration window with their photos and handed the application form and photos to the staff. After verifying that everything was correct, the staff had them sign the relevant documents before entering the information and printing the marriage certificate. The whole process was orderly and efficient; the efficiency of Shenzhen's government services was indeed well-deserved. In just half an hour, two brand-new red marriage certificates were handed to them.

The marriage certificate cover was a festive bright red, with the words "Marriage Certificate" embossed in gold. Inside were a photo of the couple and their information. Zhang Bufan took the two marriage certificates, carefully handing one to Ye Qingxue, then held her hand tightly, his voice gentle yet firm: "Qingxue, from today onwards, we're together again. This time, I'll never let go of your hand again."

Ye Qingxue clutched the marriage certificate tightly in her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, tears welling in her eyes, yet she smiled radiantly: "Yes! We'll never be apart again!"

Those conducting business nearby cast kind glances at the scene, and some couldn't help but offer their blessings. The couple didn't linger; amidst the staff's well wishes, they walked out of the government service center, arm in arm. Sunlight streamed down their faces, casting long shadows, creating a warm and romantic scene.

"Next, let's go to the real estate agency." He then took her hand and led her to the parking lot. "Let's sell the house in Yiju Garden and build a spacious new house for our parents back in our hometown."

"Okay." Ye Qingxue nodded, her eyes full of support. "I'll go with you."

The two drove to the Yiju Garden residential complex. Right at the entrance was a sizable real estate agency called "Anju Real Estate." Zhang Bufan parked the car in a parking space at the entrance and went inside with Ye Qingxue.

The real estate agency was bustling with people, many of the staff busy making phone calls to clients or greeting prospective homebuyers. Upon seeing Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue enter, a young woman in a business suit, looking very capable, immediately greeted them with a professional smile: "Hello, are you two looking to buy or sell a property?"

"Selling the house." Zhang Bufan got straight to the point and said directly, "Room 2003, Building 9, Yiju Garden. I am the owner. I'm here today to register and prepare for sale."

Upon hearing the words "Livable Garden," the girl's eyes lit up instantly. Livable Garden is a well-located community with comprehensive amenities, making it a popular choice among homebuyers. The girl quickly and enthusiastically said, "Hello, hello! Please have a seat here. Let me register your basic information first. What's your surname? Do you have your property certificate with you?"

"My surname is Zhang." Zhang Bufan pulled Ye Qingxue to sit down on the sofa, took out the property certificate from his storage bag and handed it to her. "The property certificate is here, take a look first."

The girl took the property certificate, carefully checked the information, and after confirming that Zhang Bufan was indeed the owner of the property, she immediately took out a register and pen and began to record the relevant information: "Mr. Zhang, may I ask how big this house is? How much are you planning to sell it for?"

"It's 120 square meters, a three-bedroom apartment," Zhang Bufan said after a moment's thought. "What's the current market price for a place in Yiju Garden?"

"Mr. Zhang, according to our latest market data, the average price of second-hand houses in Yiju Garden is about 45,000 yuan per square meter. Your 120-square-meter house, according to the market price, can probably be sold for about 5.4 million yuan," the girl replied quickly, her tone professional.

"Five million four hundred thousand?" Zhang Bufan nodded, then said firmly, "I'll sell this apartment for four million nine hundred thousand, five hundred thousand less than the market price."

"What?!" The girl's eyes widened in shock, wondering if she had misheard. "Mr. Zhang, what did you say? Four million nine hundred thousand? Five hundred thousand cheaper than the market price?"

Her voice involuntarily rose a few decibels, attracting the attention of the other staff in the real estate agency. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked over curiously. You see, in the current sluggish real estate market, it's already difficult to close a secondhand sale, so Zhang Bufan's willingness to sell for 500,000 yuan less than the market price was practically a windfall!

"That's right, it's four million nine hundred thousand." Zhang Bufan nodded firmly and added, "I'll give you a brokerage fee of one hundred thousand, but I have one condition: it must be sold within two days, and the transfer of ownership must be completed by tomorrow at the latest."

"Whoosh!"

As soon as Zhang Bufan finished speaking, the real estate agency erupted in excitement. A price 500,000 yuan cheaper than the market price, plus a 100,000 yuan commission—these terms were incredibly generous! Normally, a 5 million yuan house would only command a commission of tens of thousands of yuan, but now a 100,000 yuan commission was guaranteed. If they could find a buyer within two days, this deal would be a huge profit!

The girl who had just greeted Zhang Bufan blushed with excitement and quickly said, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry! We will do our best! We can definitely sell it within two days! But, would it be convenient for you to take us to see the house now? We need to take some photos to promote it to our clients."

"Okay." Zhang Bufan stood up. "Let's go, let's go now."

The girl immediately called over a photographer from the company, and they followed Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue into the Yiju Garden residential complex. Along the way, the girl kept confirming details about the house with Zhang Bufan, such as its orientation, the age of the renovations, and whether there were any outstanding loans. Zhang Bufan patiently answered all her questions, informing her that the house was well-ventilated (north-south facing), and that while there was still a portion of the mortgage outstanding, it could be paid off in full before the property transfer, although some of the renovations were damaged.

Soon, the group arrived at room 2003 in building 9. Zhang Bufan opened the door, and a faint smell of dust wafted out. The room was still in the same mess as when he left yesterday; the sofa was collapsed, the coffee table was broken, and the kitchen countertop was covered in cracks. Seeing this, the real estate agent and the photographer were both stunned.

"Mr. Zhang, how did your house get like this?" the girl asked in surprise. She had shown the houses in Yiju Garden to clients before, and they were all clean and tidy. This was the first time she had seen one in such a mess.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Bufan's face. He coughed lightly and said, "There was a bit of an accident at home yesterday, and it got messed up like this. Just sell it as a bare shell; the price is cheap, and the buyer can fix it up themselves."

Ye Qingxue stood to the side, her cheeks slightly flushed, and remained silent. She naturally knew how the house had become like this, and the thought of their intimacy yesterday filled her with shyness.

Seeing this, the real estate agent didn't ask any more questions. After all, the house was 500,000 yuan cheaper than the market price, so even if it needed renovation, it would still be a good deal for the buyer. She quickly signaled the photographer to start taking pictures, while she herself took out her phone to carefully examine each room of the house and record its specific condition.

The photographer quickly finished taking the photos. Although the room was a bit messy, the layout and lighting of the house were very good, so the photos turned out quite well. Zhang Bufan then took them to check the water and electricity facilities, and after confirming that everything was in order, he led them back to the real estate agency.

Back at the real estate agency, the young agent immediately compiled the property information and photos, posted them on various real estate transaction platforms, and began mobilizing all her client resources to call potential buyers in Yiju Garden. Seeing this, the other staff members also sprang into action; after all, the commission for this deal was too tempting, and everyone wanted a piece of the pie. The entire agency became exceptionally lively because of this property.

Just as everyone was busy at work, Li Jianguo, the owner of the real estate agency, came out of his office. Li Jianguo was about fifty years old, slightly overweight, with shrewd eyes. Seeing the unusually lively scene in the company, he couldn't help but frown and asked the girl who had just greeted Zhang Bufan, "Xiao Wang, what's going on? Why is everyone so excited?"

The girl called Xiao Wang immediately ran over, her face beaming with excitement, and told Li Jianguo everything about Zhang Bufan selling the house: "Mr. Li, a Mr. Zhang just came by. He wants to sell a house in Yiju Garden, 120 square meters, three bedrooms, for only 4.9 million yuan, 500,000 yuan cheaper than the market price! He also said he'd give a 100,000 yuan commission and wants it sold within two days, with the transfer of ownership no later than tomorrow!"

"What?!" Li Jianguo's eyes widened instantly upon hearing this, his face showing disbelief. "What did you say? A 120-square-meter apartment in Yiju Garden costs four million nine hundred thousand? Are you sure you didn't mishear?"

"You heard me right!" Xiao Wang nodded vigorously and handed over a copy of the property certificate. "This is a copy of Mr. Zhang's property certificate. I have already checked it, and the information is all true. I also went to the house just now. The layout and lighting are very good, but it's a bit messy. It can be tidied up."

Li Jianguo took the copy of the property certificate, carefully examined it, and after confirming that the information was correct, a shrewd glint flashed in his eyes. He pondered for a moment, and immediately made a calculation: the houses in Yiju Garden were always in high demand. A 120-square-meter three-bedroom apartment had a market price of 5.4 million yuan, but now it was selling for 4.9 million yuan—it was practically a steal! If he bought this house, spent a few tens of thousands of yuan on renovations, and then listed it at market price, even if it didn't sell immediately, he could still make a net profit of over 400,000 yuan. Adding the 100,000 yuan agent fee, he could make a total profit of over 500,000 yuan. This was simply a windfall!

Thinking of this, Li Jianguo couldn't hold back any longer and immediately said to Xiao Wang, "Xiao Wang, go tell Mr. Zhang that I'm buying this house! Full cash payment! We can sign the contract today and complete the transfer of ownership this afternoon!"

"What?! Mr. Li, you're going to buy it yourself?" Xiao Wang's mouth dropped open in shock, his face showing disbelief. Not only Xiao Wang, but the other staff members around him were also stunned when they heard Li Jianguo's words, their excitement instantly replaced by disappointment.

No one expected Li Jianguo to personally snatch this deal. Although they all cursed him inwardly for being shameless, using his position as the boss to steal the business, they were helpless. After all, Li Jianguo was the company owner, and they dared not resist. They could only silently return to their workstations and reply to the customers who had called to inquire, telling them the house had been sold. Xiao Wang was also somewhat helpless, but still immediately followed Li Jianguo's instructions, finding Zhang Bufan waiting on the sofa, a slightly embarrassed smile on his face: "Mr. Zhang, our CEO Li just heard about your house sale. He said he's willing to buy your house in full with cash. We can sign the contract today and complete the transfer this afternoon. Is that alright with you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Bufan paused for a moment, then nodded: "Sure, as long as the transfer can be completed before tomorrow, it doesn't matter who buys it." For him, as long as he could sell the house as soon as possible and get the money to build a new house for his parents back in his hometown, nothing else mattered.

Seeing that Zhang Bufan had agreed, Li Jianguo's face immediately lit up with a smug smile. He quickly stepped forward and warmly shook Zhang Bufan's hand: "Mr. Zhang, hello, hello! I'm Li Jianguo, the owner of this real estate agency. I'm very happy to have you buy your house!"

"Hello," Zhang Bufan replied politely, withdrawing his hand.

Li Jianguo didn't mind and immediately had someone bring the house purchase contract. The two parties began negotiating the specific terms of the contract. Since Li Jianguo was paying in full in cash and Zhang Bufan didn't have many demands, the negotiation process went smoothly, and an agreement was quickly reached. Zhang Bufan and Li Jianguo each signed the contract, and Li Jianguo immediately transferred a deposit of 500,000 yuan to Zhang Bufan.

After signing the contract, Li Jianguo immediately used his connections to begin processing the follow-up procedures. He first contacted the bank to help Zhang Bufan pay off the remaining mortgage and obtain a loan settlement certificate; then he contacted the staff at the real estate transaction center and scheduled the transfer of ownership for the afternoon. Li Jianguo was extremely efficient, and thanks to the network and resources he had accumulated over the years in the real estate industry, all the procedures were handled exceptionally smoothly.

Around 3 PM, Zhang Bufan and Li Jianguo arrived at the real estate transaction center together to complete the property transfer procedures. After the transfer was completed, Li Jianguo transferred the remaining 4.4 million yuan of the purchase price to Zhang Bufan's bank account, deducting a 100,000 yuan brokerage fee. Zhang Bufan checked his bank account balance and found that after deducting the loan and brokerage fees, he received exactly 3.5 million yuan.

"Mr. Zhang, it's a pleasure to do business with you!" Li Jianguo said with a smug smile, extending his hand to Zhang Bufan.

"Pleasure doing business with you." Zhang Bufan gave him a perfunctory handshake, then pulled Ye Qingxue away from the real estate transaction center. For him, selling the house was just a minor incident; there were more important things to do next.

The two returned to the car. Zhang Bufan looked at the 3.5 million yuan in his bank card and breathed a slight sigh of relief. With this money, it would be more than enough to build a spacious and comfortable new house for his parents back in his hometown. He turned to Ye Qingxue beside him and said with a smile, "Qingxue, the house has been sold. We're leaving now to visit your ancestors."

Ye Qingxue nodded, a hint of anticipation mixed with nervousness flashing in her eyes: "Okay. I've already contacted my father, and he said that my great-grandfather is also at home, so we can just go directly there."

Zhang Bufan took her hand, patted it gently, and said firmly, "Don't worry, I'm here. I'll get your great-grandfather and father's approval for us to be together."

"Yes!" Ye Qingxue nodded heavily, her tension instantly dissipating. She trusted Zhang Bufan, this man who was now a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and believed he could protect her from the storms of life.

Zhang Bufan started the car and drove towards the Ye family's ancestral home, the manor. The Ye family's ancestral home was located at the foot of a mountain in the northern suburbs of the provincial capital of Southern Province, more than two hours' drive from Pengcheng. As the car left the city and headed towards the outskirts, the scenery on both sides of the road gradually became more beautiful, with lush green trees and the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers. While driving, Zhang Bufan chatted with Ye Qingxue, learning about the Ye family's basic situation and preparing for their upcoming meeting. A test of family acceptance awaited them ahead.