Chapter 2369: A Rank Up on the Spot!

After a single command, Ye Chen raised his glass with the others and downed the strong liquor in one gulp.

To Ye Chen, the Qi in this wine was already negligible, so he felt basically nothing.

However, for the Cataclysmic Front soldiers before him, it was a completely different story!

These people had never expected that this wine would contain such powerful energy.

When they swallowed the glass of wine in one breath, they only felt a powerful warm current surging from their abdomens toward their dantian!

Immediately after, that warm current transformed into a force as irresistible as a landslide, violently rushing toward their Eight Extraordinary Meridians!

For a martial artist, the improvement of one's own strength is closely related to two factors.

The first factor is the number of Eight Extraordinary Meridians opened.

This is also the fundamental element for measuring a martial artist's cultivation.

The more meridians opened, the higher the martial artist's rank and the stronger their power.

As for the second factor, it is the degree of patency of each meridian.

The vast majority of martial artists can only manage to open a few meridians, but they cannot make all of them completely and thoroughly open.

This is just like how everyone has two nostrils; whoever has the clearest nostrils has a greater air intake.

And Qi is something that can achieve the goal in one step—not only helping them open more meridians, but also making the meridians they had already opened even clearer, directly improving their cultivation from two dimensions at once!

Therefore, at this very moment, those Cataclysmic Front soldiers discovered with inexplicable shock that the surging force within their bodies was not only impacting the meridians they had already opened, but even violently rushing toward the next meridian they had never been able to break through.

A moment later, someone shouted excitedly: "I've opened the fourth meridian! I've opened the fourth meridian!"

Immediately after, someone else shouted: "Me too! Heavens! I have been bitterly waiting for over eight years to open this meridian! But eight years passed, and I still couldn't open it. I never expected it to be opened just now!"

Even Su Ruoli couldn't help but shout in her heart: "I've actually broken through to a four-star martial artist... I truly never dared to dream that I could become a four-star martial artist like my grandfather..."

In the crowd, someone even cried out with excitement: "Five-star martial artist... I have finally become a five-star martial artist... I never dreamed that in this lifetime... I would still have the chance to become a five-star martial artist..."

And those dozen or so five-star battle generals were also showing wild joy at this time, with one blurting out: "I have already opened the sixth meridian..."

"Mine... mine also opened just now..."

Next were the two great battle kings currently in the Cataclysmic Front, Chen Zhonglei and Lu Haotian.

Although the two did not immediately break through the seventh meridian, their cultivation also leaped from the mid-stage of a six-star martial artist into the Great Perfection realm. In fact, if Ye Chen had given them just one more glass, it would have been enough for them to complete the breakthrough from a six-star martial artist to a seven-star martial artist.

Moreover, what was even rarer was that the Qi in the celebratory wine helped them continue to widen and strengthen the six meridians they had already opened, giving their overall strength a qualitative improvement.

Even for an expert like Wan Pojun, who had already stepped into the Dark Realm, this glass of wine made him feel as if his entire body had undergone a transformation. Although his cultivation did not have a stage-by-stage improvement, it had made significant progress. In normal times, he feared that even in eight or ten years, he might not necessarily have such progress!

For a time, the entire group of over one hundred elite soldiers of the Cataclysmic Front were excited beyond measure, and many were even tearful.

For a martial artist, the crossing of realms is as difficult as the crossing of social classes.

Some people find it hard to escape poverty their whole lives, while others, despite a lifetime of effort, might only reach a modest standard of living.

If the middle class wants to go a step further and completely achieve financial freedom, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven in today's cruel society.

The crossing of martial arts realms is the same.

Sometimes, one can spend an entire lifetime and still be unable to achieve the leap from a two-star martial artist to a three-star martial artist.

A two-star martial artist is, in fact, the life ceiling for the vast majority of martial artists.

Not to mention from three-star to four-star, from four-star to five-star, or even from five-star to six-star.

And this glass of wine from Ye Chen actually allowed over a hundred people to instantly achieve a breakthrough in their cultivation realm. To them, this was simply the most incredible miracle.

Wan Pojun, as the person with the highest strength in the Cataclysmic Front, turned to look at his brothers and immediately discovered that the vast majority of them had achieved an improvement in their cultivation realm, and his heart was naturally extremely excited.

When he turned to look at Ye Chen again, in Wan Pojun's eyes, besides gratitude, there was even more awe.

He suddenly knelt on one knee, cupped his hands toward Ye Chen, and said respectfully: "Subordinate thanks Mr. Ye for your great kindness! I am willing to go through fire and water for Mr. Ye, and I will not refuse!"

Other Cataclysmic Front members also instantly came to their senses, so everyone followed Wan Pojun in kneeling on one knee toward Ye Chen, cupping their hands, and shouting loudly: "Subordinate thanks Mr. Ye for your great kindness! I am willing to go through fire and water for Mr. Ye, and I will not refuse!"

Ye Chen looked at the hundred or so Cataclysmic Front soldiers before him. Seeing their tear-filled eyes and firm expressions, he knew these people would definitely become his right-hand men. Feeling gratified, he nodded slightly and said loudly: "I, Ye Chen, will definitely not let down everyone's trust in the future! Whether it is the Cataclysmic Front or all of you, in the future, you will surely be like a great roc spreading its wings, soaring ninety thousand miles up!"

The soldiers were instantly stirred to boiling blood.

At this time, the fire in the underground operating room had already scorched the ground, and flames were even surging out from the rooms on the ground floor. Ye Chen spoke to Wan Pojun: "Pojun, the time is about right. Tell everyone to evacuate in an orderly fashion!"

Upon hearing this, Wan Pojun immediately turned around and said loudly: "Retreat in an orderly fashion according to Plan A. Remember to take all items you have touched away from the scene. Everyone take your own wine glass! The cleanup team must erase all traces within half an hour, then retreat according to the established route!"

The soldiers immediately shouted: "Subordinate obeys!"

Afterward, the hundred-plus people immediately disbanded on the spot, instantly splitting into multiple different groups and rushing in different directions.

Some teams didn't need to do cleanup, so they directly packed their wine glasses, then immediately started, went out, started their cars, and drove away quickly.

According to the original plan, they were to disguise themselves as foreign laborers and, in the name of project transfer, take a chartered plane directly from Mexico back to the Middle East.

There was also a team specifically responsible for waiting for Ye Chen's orders in the United States, so they were to drive by land to Los Angeles, which was very close to the US-Mexico border, and then fly from Los Angeles to New York.

Besides this, there was a team specifically left behind to clean up. After they destroyed all clues, they would not immediately leave Mexico but would remain silent in Mexico for three days to observe the changes in the situation in Mexico over the next three days. If there were any emergencies or remaining clues, they would resolve them immediately; if not, they would likewise retreat back to the Middle East.

According to Ye Chen's requirements, the team responsible for waiting for his orders in the United States was to take all the rescued people away from Mexico. No matter where they came from, they were to take them to the United States first, and then send them home from the United States.

For this, the Cataclysmic Front specially prepared a bus to facilitate the transport of these rescued personnel.

However, among the personnel on the scene, one person temporarily changed the established arrangement, and that person was Su Ruoli.

Li Yalin had already been frozen by the Fei family, and Ye Chen was not worried that anyone in the United States would still be investigating Su Ruoli. Taking her back to the United States, he had other arrangements.

Soon, those rescued people, along with the "clients" who had just finished surgery and were still unconscious, were taken out of the courtyard, lining up to board the bus.

Lang Hongjun walked at the end of the line. He saw Ye Chen from afar and wanted to say hello, but for some reason, he gave up the thought.

Ye Chen saw his hesitant look and called out loudly: "Brother!"

Lang Hongjun subconsciously turned his head and asked somewhat nervously: "Mr. Ye... are... are you calling me?"

Ye Chen nodded with a smile and said: "Of course I'm calling you. You wouldn't stop recognizing me as your brother so quickly, would you?"

Lang Hongjun said, flattered: "Mr. Ye, you are my savior. In front of you, how would I dare to call myself your brother."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, looked at Lang Hongjun, and asked: "Brother, what are your plans for the future?" ===== CHAPTER 2370 =====