A moment ago, these people had been fighting tooth and nail, each vying for dominance in Jinling’s metaphysical community.


Now, they all bowed their heads in submission, eager for Ye Chen to take the lead—not just in Jinling, but over the entire Nan Guang metaphysical world.


There was no dispute—Ye Chen had demonstrated divine power, calling heavenly lightning with just a word.


In the realm of metaphysics, this was unfathomable godlike ability.


Just looking at Yu Jinghai’s scorched corpse, they knew—Ye Chen’s power was beyond comprehension.


If a man like Ye Chen led them, not only would they willingly follow, but they hoped to receive his teachings.


Ye Chen Rejects the Offer


However, Ye Chen frowned slightly and said to the crowd,


“I am not a metaphysical practitioner. I have no real interest in feng shui, spells, or mystical arts. The affairs of your metaphysical community should be overseen by Bao Fugui instead.”


The entire courtyard fell silent.


The heavenly lightning they had just witnessed was still fresh in their minds, and yet…


Ye Chen claimed he wasn’t even interested in metaphysics?!


Was summoning thunder from the sky just a casual trick for him?


Unbelievable.


Astounding.


The crowd exchanged silent glances, completely dumbfounded.


Bao Fugui hesitated, then bowed respectfully.


“It is an honor to serve on Master Ye’s behalf! In the future, we will handle minor matters ourselves, and for major issues, we will seek Master Ye’s guidance.”


The atmosphere lightened, and at that moment, the wealthiest man in Haicheng, Li Tailai, stepped forward.


“Master Ye, I am eternally grateful for your intervention today. As a token of my admiration, I offer you an 80-million-yuan check!”


Following him, Guo Ming, who had previously been humiliated by Yu Jinghai, stepped up, bowed deeply, and declared,


“**Thank you, Master Ye, for purging this evil! From now on, I pledge my allegiance to you, the Supreme Leader of Nan Guang’s metaphysical world!”


“We pledge allegiance!”


Seeing these two prominent figures kneeling in submission, the others couldn’t hold back.


They rushed forward, clamoring to offer their loyalty, invitations, gifts, and pledges.


Some invited Ye Chen to grand feasts, others offered to serve him, while others presented large sums of money and precious artifacts.


Ye Chen was surrounded completely, the crowd practically begging for his favor.


The Banquet’s Grand Prize—Given to Ye Chen


Bao Fugui spoke up again,


“The Wang family sponsored this banquet with a 1.5-billion-yuan fund, meant to be distributed among the victors.”


“But since Master Ye is the ultimate winner, the prize rightfully belongs to him!”


Still kneeling on the ground, Wang Zhengang, his forehead bruised from kowtowing, desperately pleaded for mercy.


“Master Ye! I was blind—I almost caused great harm to the entire metaphysical world of Nan Guang! Please forgive me!”


Ye Chen’s eyes narrowed coldly.


“Wang Zhengang, weren’t you the one who trusted Yu Jinghai completely?”


Wang Zhengang trembled violently, then kowtowed even harder, his head hitting the ground repeatedly.


“Master Ye, I was deceived by that fraud! I see now that compared to you, he was nothing but an insect! From now on, I will worship you as my only master!”


Then, in a final desperate plea, he added,


“To express my sincere regret, I offer you a luxury villa as a gift. Once it has been thoroughly cleaned and renovated, I will personally deliver the keys to you!”


A Luxury Villa—Why Not?


Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.


With his wealth, a villa meant nothing.


However, if he went out and bought one himself, it would be hard to explain to his wife.


But if someone gave it to him, well… why refuse?


After all, he and his family were still living in an old house—they could certainly use an upgrade.


As for Wang Zhengang, though he had **been foolish