My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Master Lou, leave it to me.”

Lou Shanguan’s eyes stalled, only to find that both his talisman bag and Peach Wood Sword had fallen into Ye Guichen’s hands.

He didn’t know when Ye Guichen had taken them.

”Mr. Ye, these Yin Souls are too powerful, please be careful!” Lou Shanguan’s face was still a bit pale. Knowing that Ye Guichen had saved him, he felt grateful while also a bit worried.

These Yin Souls were too terrifying, even if the Sect Leader personally dealt with them, they might not be a match for the opponent.

Although Ye Guichen was strong in martial arts, could he really handle these Yin Souls?

Ye Guichen looked at Wu Dan arrogantly and pointed at his own feet: ”I’ll return your words to you from earlier: Kneel and kowtow, call me grandfather three times, and I might spare your life!”

”Haha, kid, you’re quite arrogant!” Wu Dan didn’t expect that even at this moment, Ye Guichen would still dare to speak so boldly. Sneering, he said, ”Alright, since you seek death, I’ll fulfill your wish.”

Long Yuntai sneered contemptuously and waved the black flag in his hand again.

Dozens of Yin Souls rushed toward Ye Guichen.

Almost instantly.

Ye Guichen felt as if he had been dragged into the underworld, surrounded by swirling Yin Souls.

”Such pitiful tricks, be gone!”

Ye Guichen waved his large hand, unleashing the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique to its fullest.

The fierce Yin Souls seemed to see something terrifying, squealing and shivering in fear.

The next second, Ye Guichen swung his sword down.

The Yin Souls dissipated in an instant, vanishing without a trace.

The illusion disappeared.

Ye Guichen swung his sword down again.

Boom!

An unstoppable force erupted from the Peach Wood Sword, rushing towards Long Yuntai.

Long Yuntai squinted, surprised that Ye Guichen had such methods, and sneered, ”Kid, I didn’t expect you to know methods to subdue spirits, but with the Soul Refining Flag, no matter how strong you are, what can you do?”

After quickly dodging, Long Yuntai waved his hand again, and several Yin Souls rushed toward Ye Guichen.

This time, Ye Guichen took out a handful of talismans from Lou Shanguan’s talisman bag.

Lou Shanguan’s pupils contracted: ”Mr. Ye, you, you understand the way of talismans too?”

Ye Guichen did not answer, throwing out a dozen talismans at once.

The talismans scattered, transforming into fiery snakes, directly darting toward the Yin Souls.

Amidst the sounds of ghostly wails, the Yin Souls screamed continuously, unable to put up a fight.

Sensing that Ye Guichen was difficult to deal with, many Yin Souls fled rapidly before even reaching him, burrowing back into the Soul Refining Flag.

Lou Shanguan was utterly dumbfounded.

”Talismans, talismans can be used like this?”

All along, Lou Shanguan had only known that talismans were used one by one, and it was the first time he saw someone scatter them all at once and achieve such powerful results.

”No wonder Master Zhang values him so much, turns out, he’s a prodigy in the way of talismans!”

The next second, before Lou Shanguan and others could recover from their shock, Ye Guichen threw the wooden sword he held: ”Great Compassion!”

As soon as the words fell.

The wooden sword seemed to be driven by a mysterious force, shooting straight at the Yin Souls.

In the blink of an eye, it wiped out hundreds of ghostly figures.

”Sword Dao, this, this is Sword Dao!”

Lou Shanguan could no longer hold back his exclamation.

He had seen someone capable of controlling a sword in midair before, but he never expected to see Ye Guichen wielding Sword Control today.

”He, he’s not only a master in the way of talismans but also a master in Sword Dao. My heavens, and his martial arts are so formidable; what kind of monster is this?”

Lou Shanguan completely forgot his fear, his eyes filled with admiration.

Long Yuntai’s once-contemptuous face finally changed.

”Didn’t expect, a fellow practitioner! Well then, let you experience the true power of the Soul Refining Flag!”

Long Yuntai threw the Soul Refining Flag into the air, ”Enchantment!”

The Soul Refining Flag rose without wind, flapping loudly.

It seemed to be supported by something, standing in midair over ten meters high.

”Mystic Arts!”

”This is the legendary mystic arts!”

”My heavens, is he from the Esoteric Sect?”

”Could Hua Fengnu’s earlier implication mean... him?”

In an instant, many people seemed to have realized this suddenly.

Lou Shanguan was even more astonished.

”Esoteric Sect?”

”Yes, this is Esoteric Sect mystic arts!”

”Could it be, this person is the hidden expert?”

However, no one answered.

Long Yuntai’s face twisted: ”Kid, it seems you killed Hua Fengnu, hehe, harming someone from the Esoteric Sect, you’ll experience a fate worse than death!”

He waved his finger.

The Soul Refining Flag mid-air suddenly multiplied into eighteen flags.

Swarms of Yin Souls were released from the flags, charging at Ye Guichen.

Previously, when Ye Guichen faced these ghostly things, he had no power to fight back. Even if he could survive, it would be with significant injuries.

But ever since practicing the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique, Ye Guichen seemed to have some understanding of such entities.

Indeed, Ye Guichen felt that the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique was not just a martial arts method but a profound mystic art specifically for subduing entities like these.

All the people in Medicine King Valley were so terrified they knelt on the ground, trembling.

Many of them were Half-step Masters.

Even Lou Shanguan’s legs were weak, having lost any desire to escape.

Su Ze was even more astonished, feeling as if he were dreaming.

At this moment, he had no sense of shame left, remembering that Long Yuntai and Wu Dan were accomplices, repeatedly kowtowing, just begging to live.

Ye Guichen, however, remained calm, looking up at the swarms of Yin Souls, with a mischievous smile on his lips: ”I said, this is just a small trick!”

He grabbed the returning wooden sword.

He thrust the wooden sword into the ground and waved his palm again: ”Xuanming Suppressing Prison, Great Compassion!”

He slashed forward!

As if pulling a giant net from the sky.

The net swiftly encompassed all the Yin Souls within it.

Including the eighteen Soul Refining Flags floating mid-air.

”Screeching!”

Accompanied by ghostly wails.

The eighteen Soul Refining Flags converged into one, and all the Yin Souls were trapped within the Soul Refining Flag.

Ye Guichen raised his hand, grabbing the Soul Refining Flag.

”Anything else?”

Stupefied.

Long Yuntai stared at Ye Guichen in disbelief.

”Just now, what, what method did you use?”

Ye Guichen glanced at the Soul Refining Flag, grabbing it with both hands, gently breaking it apart.

Crack!

He directly snapped the Soul Refining Flag in half.

”No!”

Long Yuntai let out a roar, but it was already too late.

The initially dark sky gradually cleared.

Everyone broke free from the intense pressure.

One by one, they were subdued with fear.

Ye Guichen walked up to Long Yuntai, tossing the Soul Refining Flag at his feet, ”Do you have any other tricks?”