My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

At the Jiangcheng International Convention and Exhibition Center, the crystal chandeliers dazzled the eyes.

The launch event for "Yuanrong Dan," the first new drug jointly developed by Su's Group and Yaowang Valley, took place in the entire first-floor lobby.

The audience was packed with people, including bigwigs from the pharmaceutical industry in Jiangnan Province, business tycoons, and media reporters with their cameras and microphones, their flashes going off non-stop – it was quite a spectacle.

On stage, Su Qingyuan wore a beige suit skirt, her long hair neatly tied up, her cool face expressionless, but the hand holding the microphone trembled slightly with nervousness.

She was slowly and methodically explaining the medicinal effects of "Yuanrong Pill"—

The ancient formula from Yaowang Valley has been improved and is made from pure Chinese herbal extracts. It repairs damage to internal organs and enhances immunity, making it unique in the market.

"Next, please welcome our ten specially invited trial participants to the stage to experience the effects of the drug on site."

As soon as he finished speaking, ten guests in suits walked onto the stage with smiles on their faces.

Among them were business owners with assets worth hundreds of millions, as well as retired leaders. They all came because of the reputation of Medicine King Valley, and their faces were full of expectation, as if they had found a treasure.

Staff members brought up gilded trays, giving each person a dark pill to take with warm water.

It had been less than half a minute since I swallowed it.

Suddenly, Mr. Zhang, the portly man on the far left, turned deathly pale. The glass in his hand crashed to the ground with a thud, and he fell straight backward, foam oozing from the corner of his mouth. His body convulsed as if he had been electrocuted.

"Mr. Zhang!"

Just as the people next to him reached out to help, the second, the third... ten people fell to the ground one after another, like dominoes.

They were all foaming at the mouth, their eyes rolling back, and their limbs pounding the floor; they were clearly on the verge of death.

The entire room fell silent for a second, then erupted into chaos.

"People are dead! People are dying from the medicine from the Su Group!"

Suddenly, several burly men in black T-shirts sprang out from the crowd, yelling at the top of their lungs.

"What kind of bullshit Medicine King Valley ancient formula is that? It's poison!"

"Su Qingyuan, you have disregarded human life! Give us an explanation!"

That shout ignited the fire.

Reporters swarmed onto the stage like madmen, microphones nearly shoving into Su Qingyuan's mouth, bombarding her with a barrage of sharp questions.

"Mr. Su! Is it true that all the participants in the drug trial suffered from poisoning?"

Was "Yuanrongdan" released to the market without undergoing safety testing?

"You're robbing me of my life!"

"Medicine King Valley is a scam, isn't it?"

"How does the Su family plan to compensate the victims for this?"

The guests in the audience panicked and quickly moved back, their chatter sounding like a bustling market.

Yao Chen's expression changed drastically. He rushed forward to take the other person's pulse, and the moment his fingertips touched the other person's wrist, his brows furrowed into a knot.

It's a new type of date rape drug made from a mixture of seven neurotoxins!

The onset is extremely rapid, and ordinary antidotes are simply ineffective in suppressing it; moreover, the dosage is precisely controlled to a dangerous degree.

No one will die, but it will completely ruin the reputation of the Su family and Medicine King Valley.

They will never be able to turn their lives around.

"Everyone back off! Save them first!"

Yao Chen shouted in a deep voice, but the reporters were unwilling to back down and surrounded him more and more tightly, and the scene was completely out of control.

Su Qingyuan stood in the center of the stage, her fingertips slightly cold.

She forced herself to calm down, but looking at the ten people convulsing on the ground and listening to the overwhelming insults and doubts around her, her heart sank.

It's obvious that this was the work of the remnants of Youge, who were targeting her cooperation with Medicine King Valley.

But at this crucial moment, Ye Xunhuan disappeared.

He said he was going downstairs to buy lollipops when he left in the morning, but he disappeared as soon as he turned around. He doesn't answer the phone most of the time.

Occasionally, when she answered, he would mumble "Who are you?" which made her so angry that she almost smashed her phone.

Meanwhile, in the alley behind the convention center, Ye Xunhuan was frowning at his phone screen, a mango-flavored lollipop he had just bought dangling from his mouth.

"What kind of lousy navigation is this? It keeps telling me to turn left, turn left, and turn left again. I've gone around in circles three times already, and I'm still stuck in this godforsaken place!"

He tapped the screen twice with his finger, almost accidentally ordering takeout instead of navigation.

Having lived in the mountains for twenty years, it seems he won't be able to figure out how to use a smartphone anytime soon. Navigation is even more daunting.

What should have been a ten-minute walk from the hospital to the convention center took him a full forty minutes. He even asked an old man walking his bird for directions, and the old man waved his hand and said, "Just go straight ahead."

As a result, he walked straight for 500 meters and plunged into the old residential area, without even seeing a trace of the convention center.

"The roads in the city are winding and meandering, nothing compares to the pleasures of the mountains."

Ye Xunhuan angrily took a bite of the lollipop, and the sweet mango flavor calmed his irritation a little.

When he was a child, he used to chase wild rabbits in the mountains and never got lost. But when he came to Jiangcheng, all the roads looked exactly the same, like walking through a maze.

He haphazardly stuffed his phone back into his pocket and walked towards the crowd, guided by instinct.

As soon as I rounded the side entrance of the convention center, I heard wailing and howling inside, like a slaughterhouse had opened its doors.

Ye Xunhuan raised an eyebrow, and squeezed in while still sucking on a lollipop.

The two security guards saw that he was dressed casually and had a lollipop in his mouth, looking like a street thug, so they reached out to stop him.

"What are you doing here? Unauthorized personnel are not allowed in the press conference area!"

"Unauthorized personnel?" Ye Xun chuckled, lightly touching the security guard's arm with his fingertips.

The security guard instantly felt half of his body go numb, his hand went limp, and he involuntarily stepped aside, falling to the ground with a thud.

Ye Xunhuan swaggered through the crowd and stepped onto the stage.

The flashes of light instantly all pointed at him.

Someone in the audience recognized him.

It was that Su family son-in-law who wiped out the Lu family; people gasped in shock on the spot.

Some people who hadn't seen him before whispered among themselves, saying, "Who is this kid? He dares to rush onto the stage with just a candy in his mouth. Is he looking for trouble?"

When Su Qingyuan saw him, she felt a sudden sense of relief, but then she became furious again.

"Where did you go? You're not answering your phone."

"Oh! Don't even mention it, I've walked almost 20,000 steps, gone around in circles countless times, and almost ended up in the market fighting with the old ladies for eggs."

Ye Xunhuan spoke with conviction, winked at her, and revealed two small tiger teeth.

"Hey, honey, don't worry, this is nothing, I'll take care of it for you in no time."

As he spoke, he squatted down, glanced at the ten people convulsing on the ground, popped a lollipop into his mouth with a soft click.

"The Ten Thousand Snake Powder is mixed with some Hemp Tendon Grass and half a coin of Bone-Eating Flower. It's an old-fashioned formula. Only those useless guys in Youge would take it out as a treasure."

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire front desk area.

The audience erupted in uproar.

"What did he say?"

"Does he know what kind of poison it is?"

"You're just bragging, aren't you?"

"Master Yao hasn't even said anything yet, what does a mere young man like him know!"

"Exactly, he's just putting on airs. I think he's just trying to show off in front of President Su!"

Several of the Ghost Pavilion's henchmen, mingling in the crowd, shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Where did this madman come from! How dare he spout such nonsense! The man is about to die, can you take responsibility for that?!"

Ye Xunhuan raised his eyes and slowly glanced at the people shouting below the stage, a roguish smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Take responsibility?" He stood up and patted off non-existent dust from his pants.

"Don't even mention this little bit of poison. Even if they really step into the gates of hell, I can still snatch them back from the clutches of the King of Hell."

"Not only that—"

He took a step forward and crunched the lollipop in his mouth.

"I'll also find out whoever poisoned the food, and that'll add to the fun."

These words caused an even bigger uproar in the audience.

Reporters frantically snapped photos, practically shoving their microphones into his mouth.

"Sir, you claim you can cure poison and catch the murderer? What's your basis for that?"

"Are you from Medicine King Valley? Or are you a plant hired by the Su family?"

Ye Xunhuan ignored the reporters, took out a blue cloth bag from his pocket, shook it, and revealed a row of glittering silver needles.

He picked up the longest one, aimed it at Mr. Zhang, who was convulsing the most on the far side, and slightly raised his wrist.

"Watch closely, three needles to wake him up, five needles to detoxify him, and after ten needles, he'll be able to stand up and do a square dance for you moms."

The needle tip was still half an inch away from the temple.

Just then—

"call--!"

A sharp palm strike suddenly came from the backstage passage, carrying a chilling and malevolent aura, heading straight for Su Qingyuan's back!

The speed was outrageously fast, and Yao Chen's expression changed drastically. It was too late to stop it.

The crowd below gasped in surprise. Su Qingyuan didn't even have time to react before she felt a chill run down her spine and her hair stand on end.

Ye Xunhuan's eyes instantly turned cold.

With a flick of his wrist, the silver needle in his hand didn't move, but the lollipop stick in his mouth flew out with a "whoosh"!

"clang--!"

With a crisp sound, the thin wooden stick struck the palm of the palm with pinpoint accuracy, sending wood chips flying.

The powerful palm strike was abruptly deflected, grazing Su Qingyuan's shoulder and striking the backdrop beside her. The thick KT board shattered, creating a hole and scattering debris everywhere.

Ye Xunhuan pulled Su Qingyuan behind him, blocking her completely.

He looked up at the backstage entrance, his playful smile completely vanishing, replaced by an icy chill.

"You dare touch my woman? You're asking for trouble."

A tall man slowly walked out of the dark passageway.

He was dressed in a black robe and wore a hideous bronze mask, revealing only a pair of sinister and ruthless eyes.

He cracked his knuckles, and the aura emanating from him made the audience below feel breathless. Several reporters who were close by even started to tremble in their legs.

Yao Chen's face turned deathly pale, and he cried out in a trembling voice, "The Bronze Guardian of Youge!"

The man in the bronze mask didn't look at Yao Chen; his gaze was fixed on Ye Xunhuan, and his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper grinding against a stone.

"Young Master of Medicine King Valley, don't rush to save him."

"The debt of the massacre of Medicine King Valley twenty years ago, and the debt of your destruction of three of my Youge strongholds and the killing of dozens of my brothers last night..."

He took a step forward, his aura exploding, and the tablecloth on the stage was whipped around by the strong wind.

"We need to do some serious calculations today."