199: Chapter 199 This system is so thoughtful, five-star rating!

The heat flow, as scorching and overbearing as magma, surged wildly through his entire body. There was none of the heart-wrenching pain of bone restructuring that had accompanied previous genetic mutations; instead, it was replaced by a pleasure originating from the very Origin of life. Chen Yuan felt his parched cells greedily devouring this massive surge of vitality, as every pore exhaled scorching white steam.

This was not simple physiological repair at all. It was a physical sublimation on a near-Law level.

Chen Yuan looked down at his hands, which were brimming with explosive power. The subtle fatigue caused by continuous high-intensity combat and genetic interaction had been completely crushed by the "perpetual motion machine" that seemed to be implanted deep within his Dantian. He could even hear the roar of his blood surging like a great river within him.

"Although the System's name sounds like an advertisement for a third-rate Putian-style men's clinic, the goods are indeed genuine." An extremely dangerous and wild smile curled at the corners of Chen Yuan's mouth. He turned, took off the silk bathrobe he had just put on, tossed it onto the carpet, and walked barefoot back toward the half-open oak bedroom door.

On the large bed, Helena and Isabella were curled up in the messy velvet quilts like two exhausted kittens. Hearing the footsteps, Isabella, who possessed the keen hearing of the blood race, struggled to open her crimson eyes.

The moment she saw the man standing before the bed, this Night Queen, who had lived for three hundred years, gasped sharply. She could clearly perceive that the already unfathomable pressure emanating from Chen Yuan had actually multiplied. That pure masculine hormone mixed with the aura of a top-tier predator made every cell in her body tremble uncontrollably.

"Master... you..." Isabella's voice was incredibly hoarse, carrying a trace of instinctive fear and submission.

"Rest is over." Chen Yuan knelt on the bed, an eerie light woven of deep blue and dark gold flickering in the depths of his pitch-black eyes. He reached out and pinched Isabella's delicate chin, his tone carrying an unquestionable dominance and aggression: "That was just a warm-up. Now, let me see where your limits truly lie."

Over the next few hours, this three-hundred-year-old Bordeaux wine estate was completely transformed into a scene of one-sided, miraculous domination.

The next morning, sunlight pierced through the thin mist and spilled over the ancient vineyards of southern France.

In the luxurious and spacious Baroque-style hall on the first floor of the manor, the air was filled with the enticing aroma of freshly ground Blue Mountain coffee and freshly baked French croissants.

Chen Yuan was dressed in a hand-tailored, deep black bespoke suit, his tie done up meticulously. He walked down the spiral staircase with steady, powerful steps, looking refreshed and radiant—even more dazzling than the rising sun outside.

The members of the Night Walker Guard, hidden in the shadows around the hall with optical camouflage activated, all instinctively knelt on one knee the moment they felt Chen Yuan approach. This Bloodline suppression originating from the depths of their genes meant they didn't even have the courage to look up and meet the man's gaze.

Chen Yuan walked to the head of the long dining table and sat down, elegantly picking up the steaming cup of coffee and taking a small sip. The rich bitterness, accompanied by a sweet aftertaste, bloomed on his tongue, causing him to half-close his eyes in contentment.

Recalling the hearty battle from last night, Chen Yuan gave the System a mental thumbs-up.

"This Dragon Kidney Enhancement is simply amazing; it ignores physical exhaustion and can automatically absorb environmental energy to replenish losses. This is a truly good System that cares about the Host's core happiness. It must get a five-star review!" Chen Yuan mused happily to himself while cutting the medium-rare steak on his plate.

If he had previously only intimidated Helena and Isabella with force and wealth, then after last night, these two proud Pearls of Europe and the Night Queen had completely become fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered both physiologically and psychologically. When he left this morning, those two top-tier beauties didn't even have the strength to move a single finger, only able to lie paralyzed on the wrecked bed in a dead faint.

This was the sensation of absolute crushing power. Whether on the battlefield or in private, truth always resides with the stronger side.

"Boss!"

The heavy oak door of the hall was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Victor rushed in, scrambling like a sentient meatball. His fat face was covered in fine beads of sweat, and he tightly clutched a red encrypted fax document that had just been printed.

This fellow had flown overnight from San Verde to Paris to report on the integration progress of the European underground black market, only to receive an emergency communication from headquarters early this morning.

"What's all the shouting for? Even if the sky falls, my Tyrant will hold it up." Chen Yuan slowly swallowed a piece of beef and pulled out a napkin to wipe the corners of his mouth. His lazy yet all-controlling, ruthless demeanor made Victor feel a secret dread.

"The sky isn't falling, boss, people from Huaxia have arrived!"

Victor rushed to the dining table in a few strides and respectfully handed the fax document with the top-secret marking to Chen Yuan. His voice trembled slightly with excitement and tension.

"Half an hour ago, a private jet without any registered commercial flight number made a forced landing at San Valverde International Airport. Under the official banner of a transnational medical exchange, the other party directly chartered an entire convoy and drove toward the perimeter of our Elysium Manor."

Victor swallowed hard and stared fixedly at Chen Yuan's face, which was gradually losing its warmth.

"It's the people from the Jinghai Chen Family! They sent a so-called delegation of over thirty people to our territory. And..."

The hint of post-sleep contentment in Chen Yuan's eyes vanished instantly without a trace. It was replaced by a bone-chilling coldness and grim killing intent, like a polar glacier.

He didn't look at the fax document, but simply leaned back in his chair and stared coldly at Victor.

"And what?"

Victor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with difficulty, his voice kept low as if he were afraid of waking some terrifying monster.

"The Red Queen's facial recognition System confirmed the leader's identity. That woman leading the group is none other than your stepmother... Zhao Ya."