My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 50: I’m Willing, Can You Control It?

Lei Qingtian bowed deeply. "Master, please forgive me for my previous offenses. Only today did I realize how narrow my vision was. Miss Lin truly has a sharp eye. Master, you are a true dragon among men!"

"Buttering me up is useless. Pay up. Two more treatments and you’ll be completely healed. The next session is in seven days, and the final one is in a month. During this time, do not return to the Provincial City. Even if you have to go back, remember this: move out of your house," Yang Qi said.

"Why?" Lei Qingtian asked, puzzled.

"Just do as I say. I’m only guessing right now and can’t confirm anything yet. When I have time, I’ll make a trip to the Provincial City, and then we’ll know for sure. Of course, if you don’t listen, there’s nothing I can do," Yang Qi said indifferently.

"I will definitely listen to the Master," Lei Qingtian nodded. After the last incident, he wasn’t foolish enough to defy Yang Qi again. "Yingying, transfer the money to the Master’s account. Don’t pay in installments; send it all at once. I trust the Master’s character!"

Lei Qingtian’s opinion of Yang Qi had completely shifted from disgust to genuine respect, truly viewing him as a Master. Lei Yingying hurriedly transferred the money. Yang Qi, without ceremony, accepted it and took his leave.

"Tingjun, send an expert to protect the Master in secret!" Lei Qingtian ordered. After a moment’s thought, he added, "Don’t let the Master find out. Just protect him from the shadows."

"Understood!" Lei Tingjun immediately arranged for one of his top Martial Artists to protect Yang Qi.

In this world, the path of Martial Arts was divided into several Realms: Outer Strength, Inner Strength, Postnatal, Innate, Master, and Grandmaster. Zhong Qiang was an Inner Strength expert, but the man Lei Tingjun dispatched was a Postnatal expert, whose combat power was far more terrifying.

Yang Qi’s own strength was still no match for him. If he reached the fifth layer of the Qi Refining Stage, he would be equivalent to a Postnatal expert. The ninth layer of the Qi Refining Stage was comparable to the peak of the Innate Realm. As it stood, however, Yang Qi could easily crush any Inner Strength expert. This was the terrifying nature of Immortal Cultivation.

Martial Artists were already rare among the populace of ordinary people, and Cultivators were even scarcer. At the very least, Yang Qi had heard of Martial Artists before, but he had never even heard of the existence of Cultivators.

The Lei Family is quite thoughtful.

Although Yang Qi’s combat power was inferior to the bodyguard Lei Tingjun had sent, his perception and sensitivity to auras were far superior. He detected the man’s presence in an instant. With this newfound protection, he could cultivate with peace of mind, no longer needing to fear disturbances from petty troublemakers.

「A few days later...」

Yang Qi performed another treatment on Lei Qingtian. By this time, he had successfully advanced to the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Stage, all thanks to absorbing the Spiritual Energy from antiques.

During this period, Qifei Group delivered its first batch of products and received a payment of a full one hundred million. This allowed the company to get on track, putting Yang Qi’s mind even more at ease. He mostly stayed away from the company, letting Ye Fei handle things on his own and only stepping in for problems Ye Fei couldn’t resolve.

One day, as Yang Qi was preparing to go out and hunt for some antiques, he saw a red Mercedes parked at his gate. Zhang Meixi stepped out of the car.

"Old classmate, are you going to the class reunion today?"

Yang Qi had almost forgotten. He had promised Zhang Meixi he would attend. He’d heard that a few of his old classmates had done very well for themselves, so he hoped to use this opportunity to see if any of them owned antiques he could purchase. Compared to Alchemy, antiques were a more practical source of Spiritual Energy for him now. The Qi Gathering Pill was no longer very effective, and he couldn’t find the materials for other Elixirs. Antiques, however, were plentiful.

"Isn’t this the Lin Family’s estate in Jingzhou? How did you end up living here?" Zhang Meixi asked curiously.

"Would you believe me if I said I’m being kept?" Yang Qi laughed.

"No way!" Zhang Meixi shook her head. Yang Qi might be down on his luck, but his personality wouldn’t change so easily.

"Can you give me a lift? I haven’t had a chance to buy a car yet," Yang Qi said.

"Happy to oblige!" Although Zhang Meixi didn’t know why Yang Qi hadn’t bought a car, it wasn’t a bad thing as far as she was concerned. Their breakup had been amicable, and their relationship wasn’t actually bad.

In the car, Zhang Meixi asked curiously, "Are you still in the pharmaceutical business?"

"Mhm, I am," Yang Qi nodded.

"Ah! I get it! I heard a while ago that a company landed a partnership with the Lin Family of Jingzhou. That must be your company, right?" Zhang Meixi exclaimed.

"Mhm," Yang Qi nodded, saying no more.

"I knew it! I knew you wouldn’t be defeated!" Zhang Meixi said.

The car soon arrived at the Kang City Grand Hotel, one of the more expensive establishments in Kang City. A meal there was said to cost over a thousand yuan per person. While not absurdly extravagant, it was still beyond the means of the average salaried employee. For most people who only earned five or six thousand a month—or even as little as three or four thousand—such a luxurious meal was not something they could afford regularly. Then again, not all of their classmates had become wealthy, so some consideration had to be shown.

At the hotel entrance, several classmates in suits were greeting the arrivals. When they saw Zhang Meixi step out of her Mercedes, they all hurried over. Zhang Meixi was definitely a success story. She made three to four million a year, drove a car worth over a million, and was an eligible bachelorette—a target for countless male classmates.

"Campus Belle, let me park your car for you!"

"You’ve only gotten more beautiful!"

The men fawned over her, but Zhang Meixi didn’t give them a single glance. Instead, she carefully walked around to the passenger side and opened the door for Yang Qi.

Seeing Yang Qi emerge from the car, the men froze, their expressions turning strange. They were shocked that Yang Qi had shown up at all, let alone gotten out of Zhang Meixi’s car.

Are they still together?

"Zhang Meixi, is this guy pestering you again?"

"Yeah, I heard he went bankrupt."

The men glared at Yang Qi as if he were a romantic rival. This was especially true for a man in glasses named Chen Dao.

In high school, Chen Dao had always been second in their class, as Yang Qi always took the top spot. He had been overshadowed by Yang Qi since their school days. Even after they started their careers, he couldn’t surpass him. When Yang Qi was worth a billion, Chen Dao was merely a senior executive at a company with a million-yuan annual salary. While impressive, it was nothing compared to Yang Qi. When he later heard that Yang Qi had gone bankrupt, he was so ecstatic that he couldn’t sleep for three days and nights. Now, he was considered one of the most successful people in their graduating class.

"Yang Qi, you really have no shame. You break up with Zhang Meixi, go bankrupt, and now you want to come crawling back to her?" Chen Dao couldn’t help but say.

"So what if I am? Is it any of your business?" Yang Qi retorted.

I can hear the sarcasm, but do I care?

Hearing this, Zhang Meixi deliberately walked over and linked her arm through Yang Qi’s.