Millionaire

Xu Nian'an was ultimately defeated.

Under the barrage of Ye Chuan's fireball technique, his body was sent flying out of the arena like a kite with its string cut.

Xu Nian'an spun uncontrollably through the air,

completing two and a half rotations,

before crashing heavily into the wall and collapsing to the ground with a dull thud.

Compared to the other opponents who had been charred black, Xu Nian'an's injuries were relatively light.

At the very least, he could still struggle to his feet before coughing up a mouthful of bright red blood.

His body swayed, and then he promptly passed out.

"The Xu family concedes!" Xu Nian'an had been the Xu family's strongest competitor in this tournament, and with his defeat, the Xu family knew they stood no chance of winning. They gave up any further struggle.

Second place wasn’t an unacceptable outcome for them.

As for first place? They didn’t even dare think about it—this Huang Haotian was practically a monster, someone even their family head might not be able to defeat.

Shortly after, Elder Xu announced loudly, "First place goes to the Wang family's Huang Haotian!"

After securing victory, Ye Chuan calmly returned to the spectator stands.

The rest of the time would be spent watching the other elite martial families compete for the remaining rankings.

"Ye Chuan, you’ve worked hard!" Wang Yanran couldn’t contain her excitement when she saw him return, her voice trembling slightly.

After all, this was the first time in the Wang family’s history that they had taken first place in the Super Martial Assembly. With the generous rewards from this victory, combined with the ghost-controlling techniques Ye Chuan had taught them, the Wang family’s rise was now unstoppable!

Ye Chuan gave a relaxed smile. "Just doing my job for the pay."

Wang Yanran quickly added, "The 500,000 has already been transferred to your account..."

After a brief pause, she continued, "That 500,000 is my personal payment. The Wang family’s reward is an additional 30 million."

How much?!

Ye Chuan froze for a moment before instinctively checking his phone—sure enough, his account now showed an extra 30.5 million. Combined with the previous 10 million, his balance had skyrocketed to over 40 million!

He hadn’t expected the Wang family to offer him 30 million.

Seemed like they were dead set on investing heavily in him.

What good people.

What a great family.

A literal money tree.

Forty million—without even realizing it, he had become a multimillionaire.

It all felt surreal.

Especially when he saw all those zeros. At this point, he could probably max out any mobile game without a second thought.

Stuffing a massive balance into a tiny app.

"Ooooh~" Lan Xiaoke curiously leaned over, her eyes sparkling as she saw the long string of numbers on his phone.

Noticing her expression, Ye Chuan chuckled. "Xiaoke, want me to share some with you?"

Lan Xiaoke nodded eagerly like a little chick pecking at rice, her face lighting up with an adorable grin. "Yes, yes! Ye Chuan, you’re the best!"

"Alright, I’ll give you 100,000 once you break through to the Foundation Establishment stage," Ye Chuan said with a laugh.

Lan Xiaoke’s smile instantly stiffened, her cute face falling.

This girl was usually lazy and always looking for shortcuts. Getting her to cultivate seriously enough to reach Foundation Establishment would be a real challenge.

At that moment, Old Master Wang hurried over to Ye Chuan, his face full of respect. "Master Ye, we truly owe this victory to you!"

Whether it was the Super Martial Assembly or the ghost-controlling techniques Ye Chuan had taught them, Wang Ba was overflowing with gratitude.

Ye Chuan waved a hand dismissively. "Old Master, we’re friends now. You’re the elder here—just call me Ye Chuan."

"Friends..." Wang Ba paused for a moment at the word, then his face broke into an irrepressible grin.

"Good, good! Ye Chuan, from now on, the Wang family will be your strongest ally, your forever friend! I’ll take you to—ahem."

Mid-sentence, Wang Ba suddenly realized his mistake and coughed awkwardly.

He glanced at Bai Qianshuang, who sat nearby with her usual serene, untouchable demeanor. If she had heard what he almost said, she might think the Wang family was disreputable and forbid Ye Chuan from associating with them.

Checking the time, Ye Chuan figured things were wrapping up. "Old Master, it’s getting late. Mind if I head back now?"

As far as he was concerned, the job was done, the payment received—time to clock out.

Old Master Wang nodded quickly. "Of course, I’ll have Yanran escort you."

After a brief hesitation, he added, "Rest assured, Ye Chuan, I’ll make sure the entire Wang family keeps your identity confidential. To the outside world, you’ll only be known as Huang Haotian."

Ye Chuan gave a faint hum of acknowledgment.

He knew that if the major families really wanted to investigate, they might still uncover his true identity. But since the Wang family had promised secrecy, they’d likely take precautions.

Having a powerful family as an ally was nothing but beneficial—at the very least, it meant solid support in the future.

Just as Ye Chuan was about to leave with Bai Qianshuang and Lan Xiaoke, a bespectacled middle-aged man suddenly approached and blocked their path.

"Hold on, Mr. Huang Haotian."

Ye Chuan sized him up. "And you are?"

The man adjusted his glasses. "I’m the assistant to the branch director of the Super Martial Alliance’s Jianghai division."

He gestured toward Old Master Wang. "Elder Wang can vouch for me."

Old Master Wang nodded slightly and explained to Ye Chuan, "Haotian, he’s from the Super Martial Alliance. They must’ve taken notice of your skills and want to discuss something."

Even in front of the assistant, Old Master Wang meticulously maintained Ye Chuan’s alias—proof of his social finesse.

Ye Chuan wasn’t particularly concerned. "If there’s something to discuss, say it directly."

The assistant gave a slight bow. "Our branch director would like to meet with you. Would you be available to come with me now?"

The Super Martial Alliance’s branch director wanted to see him?

Ye Chuan figured it was probably because his performance in the Super Martial Assembly had caught their attention.

"It’s already late. If they want to meet, they can schedule another time," Ye Chuan replied.

Truthfully, in the world of elite martial arts, he was practically invincible. Even if the so-called leader of the Super Martial Alliance wanted an audience, it wouldn’t faze him.

Besides, his dear Bai Qianshuang was right beside him.

Who would dare mess with him?

Unless, of course, they were willing to pay.

Ye Chuan welcomed all money-tree clients.

The assistant froze, clearly not expecting Ye Chuan to brush off the request so casually. After all, this was the branch director of the Super Martial Alliance—someone even the heads of elite martial families might struggle to get an audience with.