My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen never expected that just a red envelope would provoke such a big reaction from Su Jiu’er.

Especially seeing Su Jiu’er crying so bitterly, Ye Guichen felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart.

Although Ye Guichen was somewhat dull regarding matters of emotion, he was not oblivious. However, he truly had no feelings for Su Jiu’er’s affection towards him.

During the time spent together in Yun City, Ye Guichen only regarded Su Jiu’er as a sister.

But deep down, there was still a touch of machismo in Ye Guichen’s heart, as he couldn’t bear to see any woman cry.

He opened his mouth, originally intending to reluctantly agree, but Su Mu started coughing violently, ”Mr. Ye, I know it’s difficult for you, but I sincerely hope you can help our Su Family. If you can help us through this crisis, I am willing to give you something.”

Upon hearing Su Mu’s words, Su Cheng’s pupils contracted with some anxiety, ”Father, that item is the foundation of our Su Family, how, how can you...”

It was apparent that the item Su Mu mentioned was very important to the Su Family.

However, Su Mu waved his hand to stop him, ”Su Cheng, I understand what you mean, but for so many years, it’s been a bit of a waste in my hands. If it can be more effective in Mr. Ye’s hands, then it would be worth it.”

”But...” Su Cheng wanted to say something else, but was again interrupted by Su Mu, ”Mr. Ye, if you don’t mind, I’ll hand it over to you now, how about it?”

Ye Guichen, seeing their cautious demeanor, became interested in the item Su Mu had mentioned.

Ye Guichen was not a saint, naturally, he wasn’t inclined to help someone for nothing.

Moreover, if he helped the Su Family, it was highly likely he would provoke over half of the powerful families in the Southwest, and along with the Kyoto Shen Family, even if he wasn’t afraid, just the hassle itself could be overwhelming.

The Heavenly God Temple didn’t matter; it was generally hidden, and few would trouble the Heavenly God Temple.

But the Shennong Sect was different.

The Shennong Sect had to open doors for business, and if there was constant trouble, how could the business continue?

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, Ye Guichen didn’t want to attract too much attention from the powerful families.

But if there was something good enough, Ye Guichen didn’t mind lending a hand.

”Alright, let me see the item first,” Ye Guichen nodded, casting a deep glance at Su Jiu’er. He opened his mouth but ultimately didn’t say anything.

However, just that one look made Su Jiu’er’s heart race.

Su Jiu’er’s cheeks blushed with a tinge of red.

Although Ye Guichen didn’t say anything, that look had clearly shown concern for her.

”He, he does care about me,” Su Jiu’er stopped crying, a sense of happiness subconsciously washing over her.

Su Jiu’er was astonished to discover that when you like someone, even the slightest change in expression or a single look could make your emotions soar and plummet.

Ye Guichen wasn’t made of wood.

How could he be indifferent?

However, Ye Guichen wasn’t good at expressing himself and understood that too many people were involved in his every move.

Thus, some matters can’t be resolved with a simple nod or promise.

They require corresponding sacrifices.

Especially now, with thousands in the Shennong Sect, Ye Guichen had to be responsible for these thousands.

His mind cluttered, Ye Guichen followed Su Mu to a dry well in the courtyard.

”Mr. Ye, please follow me.”

Despite being emaciated and unsteady on his feet, Su Mu managed to jump into the dry well.

Ye Guichen hesitated momentarily but then followed suit.

Jumping into the well, Ye Guichen discovered that it was actually a secret chamber specifically for cultivation.

An iron door, at least a dozen centimeters thick, probably wouldn’t budge even if blasted with a cannon.

Su Mu used his fingerprint and retina to unlock the iron door.

”Mr. Ye, apart from my most trusted people, no one knows about this place. It’s the most precious and confidential spot in Sunan Mansion.”

Entering through the iron door, Su Mu spoke solemnly.

Ye Guichen frowned.

This Su Mu was indeed cunning.

The underlying implication was that he trusted Ye Guichen enough to bring him here.

He was gradually pulling him onto the Su Family’s ship.

Ye Guichen smiled but said nothing.

However, what he saw inside the secret chamber left him somewhat surprised.

There were many herbs that Ye Guichen had never seen, along with some ancient-looking weapons that had rusted.

In the center of the chamber was even a coffin made entirely of crystal.

The crystal was semi-transparent, faintly allowing a glimpse of the person lying inside.

The lid of the crystal coffin had already been opened.

Su Mu walked straight to the crystal coffin, explaining to Ye Guichen, ”Mr. Ye, I excavated this coffin when I was young. It was accompanied by a few other items. Although I don’t know who lies inside, from my observation and understanding over the years, the person might be a cultivator above the Great Grandmaster realm, a legend.”

”A cultivator?” Ye Guichen was momentarily stunned and approached the crystal coffin to take a closer look.

Inside lay a woman in her forties, dressed in a purple-blue robe, her hair styled in a bun, as if she was merely asleep.

If not for Su Mu’s mention that the crystal coffin had aged, Ye Guichen would have thought the woman had died not long ago.

Because not only was there no sign of decay on the woman’s body, but her skin was radiant and delicate, even more so than some young girls in their late teens.

”Has this person been dead for a long time?” Ye Guichen, despite his broad knowledge, was still shocked.

Although he knew of many pills and herbs that could preserve beauty, he’d never seen anything that could keep a corpse so lifelike without decaying, nor had he even heard of such a thing.

Su Mu nodded gently, ”If I am not mistaken, this woman has probably been dead for at least three hundred years. Look at her attire; it’s similar to the Ming and Qing dynasties. I even checked her body at the time and found something inside her that continuously nourished her body, preventing decay.”

”By the way, there was also a book with this woman. I owe my current status as Sunan King in large part to this book.”

Su Mu said, reaching into the coffin and retrieving an ancient book from beside the woman’s head.

The book was extremely old-fashioned, resembling a parchment scroll, yet despite the wear of years, the writing remained clear.

”Mr. Ye, all these years, I’ve come down here in my spare time to study the coffin and book. I boldly speculate that cultivators existed in this world long ago, but for some reason, they faded into obscurity and disappeared.”

”Moreover, to my knowledge, the Netherworld Emperor of the hidden sects was once favored by a cultivator, becoming the closest to them. Sadly, he was ultimately led astray by beauty and never took that final step.”

Saying this, he handed the book to Ye Guichen, ”This book is called the Evergreen Art of the Iimu, consisting of nine layers. My clumsy self could only cultivate to the second layer, yet I’ve reached the Grandmaster realm, becoming the Southwest King. Now, I wish to trade this book for thirty years of peace for the Su Family.”