My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen finished speaking, pinched Feng Guoguo’s nose, and poured half a bowl of blood into his mouth.

Feng Guoguo started convulsing again, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and black, viscous substances began to ooze out of his body.

This sudden change took Zhang Chongchen by surprise.

He had always practiced Taoist arts and believed there were true cultivators in this world, not just martial artists.

Seeing those viscous substances, Zhang Chongchen exclaimed, ”Bone washing and marrow cleansing? Is this the legendary bone washing and marrow cleansing?”

Ye Guichen didn’t have time to pay attention to Zhang Chongchen. He was well aware of how precious his blood was.

Having been soaked in various medicines since childhood and after practicing the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique, Ye Guichen’s bloodline was beyond ordinary people.

Feng Guoguo drinking this half bowl of blood would absolutely be a hundred times more powerful than years of cultivation, and it completely transformed Feng Guoguo’s physique. From now on, Feng Guoguo’s cultivation might advance by leaps and bounds.

Although Ye Guichen didn’t have a deep friendship with Feng Guoguo, Lord Military God was now backing Feng Guoguo, and this face needed to be given.

Ye Guichen also had reasons to believe that offering this favor would ensure that Lord Military God wouldn’t let him suffer any loss.

”Taoist Zhang, fetch me a bowl of hot water,” Ye Guichen instructed.

Zhang Chongchen didn’t hesitate, quickly turning around to get a bowl of hot water.

Ye Guichen swiftly took out a golden snake dagger, didn’t blink an eye, and quickly cut Feng Guoguo’s wrist and ankle veins.

Zhang Chongchen was startled: ”Mr. Ye, what are you doing? If you do this, won’t he wake up as a cripple?”

”If I don’t do this, he’ll definitely become a cripple.” After cutting the veins, Ye Guichen released the blood-sucking worms he had caught earlier.

These blood-sucking worms were strange indeed. After drinking blood, they grew quickly, but after a period of not drinking blood, they seemed to enter a dormant state, each reverting to the size of a sesame seed.

Smelling the blood, the blood-sucking worms quickly crawled up and burrowed into Feng Guoguo’s veins.

With all the limbs filled with blood-sucking worms, Feng Guoguo alternated between unbearable heat and falling into an ice cellar, feeling extremely cold, looking incredibly tormented.

”What’s next?” Zhang Chongchen, having never seen such a horrifying Gu removal method, was now at a total loss.

Ye Guichen uttered one word: ”Wait.”

He had done what he needed to do, and whether Feng Guoguo could endure it was entirely up to his own fate.

If he pulled through, he would soar to great heights.

If he couldn’t, it would be the end of him.

Zhang Chongchen swallowed hard, seeing Ye Guichen’s eyes unflinching, he couldn’t help but marvel.

This kid was youthful yet so mature, no wonder even his master hit it off with him.

Ye Guichen lay down on a sofa on the side: ”Taoist Zhang, I’m gonna take a nap, please let me know if anything happens.”

”Okay, okay, no problem.” Zhang Chongchen agreed without hesitation, unconsciously treating Ye Guichen’s words as decrees.

Seeing Ye Guichen immediately fall asleep, Zhang Chongchen dared not sleep and kept his eyes on Feng Guoguo.

Feng Guoguo tossed around for more than two hours, amidst which Zhang Chongchen occasionally poured a bowl of scalding hot water into Feng Guoguo’s mouth as instructed by Ye Guichen.

As the hot water went down the throat, even Zhang Chongchen felt a tingling scalp.

Strangely enough, at first, there were burnt marks at the corners of Feng Guoguo’s mouth, but over time, the burns became less visible and healed increasingly faster.

In the end, pouring the hot water had no apparent effect on Feng Guoguo.

”Ah... ugh!”

Finally, after more than two hours, Feng Guoguo began to vomit.

Zhang Chongchen held Feng Guoguo up and led him to the bathroom.

Feng Guoguo vomited a slew of dark stuff, emitting a foul stench.

Upon a closer look, Zhang Chongchen saw that all of it was dead Gu worms, including the heart-linked Gu and the blood-sucking worms, all woven densely together, making one’s skin crawl.

It seemed to empty his entire internal organs.

Feng Guoguo’s complexion gradually turned rosy, drenched in sweat, sitting weakly on the side, looking at Zhang Chongchen as if escaping death: ”Taoist Zhang, I didn’t die, did I?”

Zhang Chongchen, seeing Feng Guoguo regain consciousness, quickly nodded: ”Mr. Ye did it, I really didn’t expect him to save you! You’re too bold, swallowing all those Gu worms at once, it’s like you have a death wish.”

Feng Guoguo forced a faint smile: ”Taoist Zhang, do you know what my last thought was when swallowing those Gu worms?”

Zhang Chongchen shook his head blankly.

Feng Guoguo’s eyes glinted: ”I haven’t had much interaction with Mr. Ye, but each time he surprises me. In my eyes, he’s a divine doctor, like a celestial being. So, as long as I could reach Mr. Ye alive, I wouldn’t die. Haha, see, I gambled right.”

Zhang Chongchen was silent.

Ye Guichen’s methods were truly unbelievable.

Without witnessing it firsthand, no one would’ve believed it.

Additionally, as Feng Guoguo recovered, his veins too began to recover slowly without any medical treatment.

More terrifyingly, his skin seemed to have undergone a baptism, becoming much smoother than before.

Feng Guoguo was already in his fifties, but now he looked barely over thirty.

”Mr. Feng, since you’re okay now, go wash up. I’ll wait for you outside and let Mr. Ye know,” Zhang Chongchen said and left the bathroom, entering the living room where Ye Guichen was already awake.

”Is everything alright?” Ye Guihua seemed to have anticipated the outcome, asking with a smile.

Zhang Chongchen didn’t know what else to say, nodded: ”Mr. Ye, I never believed there were geniuses in this world or that some people are blessed by the creator, but after meeting you, I understood. The gap between people is actually predetermined from birth. You are a bright star in the sky, and even if I give my life’s efforts, I can’t touch your brilliance. Haha, Mr. Ye, although saying this may make you laugh at me, I’ve suddenly felt that perhaps my efforts are meaningless.”

Clearly, Zhang Chongchen was quite disheartened.

Ye Guichen chuckled: ”Taoist Zhang, look at what you’re saying, being the seventh disciple of old Zhang Chonglou is enough to make you proud. Competing with me is pointless. You have no idea what I’ve been through since I was a child. Though in others’ eyes, my master seemed a bit crazy, I know his insanity was his pursuit of his own obsession, and it was his madness that allowed me to become who I am today. Without him, even if I was truly a chosen one, I’d likely have blended into the crowd.”

Hearing Ye Guichen mention his master for the first time, Zhang Chongchen couldn’t help but look up: ”Mr. Ye, may I know who your esteemed master is?”