Liu Xuejin was startled. He carefully opened the calligraphy and painting, his expression changed, and he exclaimed, "Li Gonglin's painting!"
Looking at the calligraphy, it was also a masterpiece by a famous artist. He quickly said, "Boss Ye, this is too valuable."
Ye Tian smiled and said, "We are all family. Xiang Jun and Xin Yu will be one family from now on. If you like this, please accept it."
Jin Duoduo knew that Ye Tian wanted the jade stone. She said, "Uncle Liu, you don't need to be polite. Both sides are getting their worth."
Liu Xuejin still felt a little embarrassed, "This is clearly me taking advantage of you."
Thus, Ye Tian exchanged the jade stone for a painting and a piece of calligraphy. Afterwards, everyone chatted happily until ten in the evening before dispersing.
Jin Duoduo also took this opportunity to finalize the wedding arrangements for Jin Xiangjun and Liu Xinyu, and she promised to buy the couple a spacious apartment in a good location. With her current income, buying such a house was quite easy.
Returning to the old house, Ye Tian took out the jade stone to study it. He tried to explore it with his divine sense. As soon as his divine sense touched it, a beam of light shot out from the jade stone and entered his glabella.
The next moment, a memory related to cultivation appeared in his mind, incredibly clear.
He looked at the jade stone again. The patterns on it had disappeared, and the jade stone had lost its colorful luster, turning into an ordinary stone.
This memory provided a detailed introduction to the cultivation stages of Human Immortal and Earth Immortal, with the Human Immortal stage being particularly detailed.
Having obtained this memory, Ye Tian, fearing he would forget it, took out paper and pen and, based on his understanding, recorded it with his phone.
By the time he finished recounting his experience, it was already past eight in the morning.
At this moment, Ren Ping called.
Ren Ping: "Brother, I've found out who you're looking for. His name is Qian Yutian, a real estate magnate with a very deep background. He currently knows he has offended someone he shouldn't have and is trying to investigate your identity and background."
Ye Tian: "Old Ren, help me keep an eye on him for now. If he's still persistent, I'll have to make a trip to Haicheng."
Ren Ping: "I'll warn him for you. If he's smart, he won't dare to inquire about your identity anymore."
Ye Tian: "That's fine. As long as they don't push me too far, I'm too lazy to bother with them."
Ren Ping: "The Cultivation Convention is about to begin, hurry back."
Ye Tian: "Got it. I'll return to the capital tomorrow."
After the call, Ye Tian met with Yang Shoucheng again, explained the general situation, and then returned to Haicheng.
In the afternoon, he spent time with Lin Ziyi, and the next morning, he went to Ye's Mountain Villa in Haicheng.
There were two other patients at the villa, Han Lingyan and Wei Ziqian.
Upon meeting, Han Lingyan said, "Ye Tian, the mask is in a lead box, in the farthest room."
The mask had radiation, so no one dared to approach it, hence it was placed far away.
Ye Tian nodded, "Okay, I'll go take a look later. Let me treat you first."
After acupuncture, he adjusted the prescription and had Han Lingyan continue taking the medicine.
Afterwards, he went to see Wei Ziqian.
By the time he had a chance to examine the mask, it was already dark.
He went to the side room and opened the lead box, indeed finding the mask. His physique was not afraid of such radiation. Instead, he put on the mask and felt the aura within it.
The moment he put on the mask, Ye Tian saw, through the two holes in the mask, a great demon god high in the sky. The demon god performed a stance and remained still.
When he took off the mask, the image of the Demon Ancestor disappeared. When he put it back on, it reappeared.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he tried to adjust his body to resemble that demon god. He placed his right foot on the ground, lifted his left foot, bent his left hand diagonally forward, and held his right hand in a mudra mid-air, his body assuming a very mysterious posture.
As this posture took shape, he immediately felt a mysterious power from all directions converging towards his body.