My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Young Ye, this Ghost Market seems very peaceful on the surface, but secretly, there are quite a few murders and robberies happening. Hmph, especially that Great Demon King, claiming to oversee the Ghost Market, is nothing but a woman rotten to the core.” Whenever Gongyang Lang mentioned the Great Demon King, he looked as if he was gritting his teeth.

No matter how Ye Guichen pressed, Gongyang Lang was tight-lipped and refused to say more.

Ye Guichen scrutinized Gongyang Lang, suddenly thinking of something: ”Your kidney deficiency, could it be that the Great Demon King was responsible for it?”

Gongyang Lang jumped up directly, his eyes looking as if they wanted to swallow Ye Guichen whole: ”You, what nonsense are you spouting! When did I ever have kidney deficiency? Say another word, and I’ll kill you right now!”

Luo Shentong looked at Gongyang Lang’s jumping feet with some surprise: ”Guilt always shows itself!”

Gongyang Lang instantly seemed like he had been stepped on the tail, intending to strike Luo Shentong.

Ye Guichen coughed: ”Alright, alright, Mr. Gongyang, you’re a cultivator, kidney deficiency or not, it’s no big deal, after all, no one else knows. Besides, if you openly make a move here, won’t you be discovered by the Great Demon King?”

Gongyang Lang shivered, immediately chickened out, cautiously watching around: ”Kid, what do you really want to do here? Let me warn you first, the money on me won’t be yours. Mine is mine, don’t get any ideas about my money.”

”Oh.” Ye Guichen was unconcerned, glancing at the bag on Gongyang Lang’s body and signalling to Luo Shentong.

Luo Shentong got it. He beamed: ”Boss, I remember back when I came here with my master, there was a noodle shop with amazingly good noodles, and we haven’t eaten for more than a day; let’s go check it out.”

”Good! Lead the way ahead!” Ye Guichen didn’t stand on ceremony, ordering directly.

The Ghost Market is a transitional place between the secular world and the hidden sects, more like a mixed city, featuring not only places to stay but also many places for eating and drinking.

However, it’s rare to see ordinary people here, mostly high-level martial artists and sporadic cultivators.

Cultivators are extremely rare creatures, even those who can come to the Ghost Market are of low rank.

Yet, even so, cultivators are still regarded as lofty beings.

Some restaurants even openly advertise half price or free dining if a cultivator visits.

Their goal is simple: to connect with cultivators, hoping for their protection if possible.

Meanwhile.

In the Ghost Market, at a place called Jixiang Restaurant.

Fang Tiancheng was gloomily drinking, across him sat a man and a woman.

These two were under King Qin’s command, long-term residents of the Ghost Market to gather intelligence for King Qin, somewhat like Fang Tiancheng’s contact people.

The man was named Chen Zhi, the woman Liu Fang.

Both were masters in the Grandmaster Realm.

”What’s going on, didn’t bring the person back?” Seeing Fang Tiancheng engrossed in drinking, Chen Zhi couldn’t help but ask.

Fang Tiancheng scoffed: ”Bring back my ass, I almost lost my life going to the secular world this time. I did find that kid named Ye Guichen, but his brain was problematic and he offended Gongyang Lang. Now, he’s probably dead, even the corpse likely eaten clean by wolves.”

”What? Gongyang Lang?” Chen Zhi was taken aback: ”What’s going on, explain in detail.”

Fang Tiancheng didn’t hide it, recounting how Ye Guichen offended Gongyang Lang, but didn’t mention having taken all the other Spirit Stones from Luo Shentong.

He understood the principle of ’Jade holds sin’.

Originally hoping to cling to Ye Guichen, now it seems he must continue tagging along with King Qin.

But even so, having nearly a hundred Spirit Stones at hand, life would be terribly hearty.

Yet outwardly, he must still seem dejected.

He had to put on a show for Chen Zhi and Liu Fang.

Chen Zhi furrowed his brow after listening: ”That kid named Ye Guichen was truly unfortunate to have run into Gongyang Lang. Hmph, that Gongyang Lang is indeed a cultivator, even in the Ghost Market, he’s someone who stands head and shoulders above others. I also heard he seems to have a deep connection with the Great Demon King of the Ghost Market. Looks like Ye Guichen is doomed. By the way...”

Apparently, Chen Zhi suddenly thought of something else: ”Tiancheng, does Ye Guichen have anything to do with the Son of Nether Emperor?”

Anyway, with Ye Guichen now presumed dead, Fang Tiancheng wasn’t holding anything back.

He drank another mouthful, preparing to reveal Ye Guichen being the Son of Nether Emperor.

Since it was just a dead person, even their knowledge wouldn’t matter.

However, at that moment, Fang Tiancheng suddenly heard a familiar voice outside: ”Waiter, what are your specialties here? Give us two dishes.”

”Hmm?” Hearing this voice, Fang Tiancheng felt as if he had seen a ghost.

How could this be?

This voice sounded too much like Ye Guichen, could he not be dead?

Impossible, against Gongyang Lang, and having offended such a cultivator, how could he not die?

”Tiancheng, what’s wrong?” Noticing Fang Tiancheng’s odd expression, Chen Zhi asked again.

”Oh, nothing, nothing!” Fang Tiancheng sat uneasy, unsure if it really was Ye Guichen, only thinking it sounded alike, he swallowed and excused himself: ”I’ll go relieve myself, wait a moment.”

Saying so, he was already up and out of the room, not forgetting to take his bag.

After Fang Tiancheng left, Chen Zhi and Liu Fang looked at each other.

Liu Fang, a woman in her thirties, was plain-looking.

Yet she hadn’t spoken a word until then.

As a spy placed by King Qin in the Ghost Market, Liu Fang’s thoughts were certainly meticulous.

”Chen Zhi, doesn’t this Fang Tiancheng seem a bit off?” Liu Fang opened her mouth.

Chen Zhi nodded: ”Indeed, this time Fang Tiancheng returned feeling odd, and, despite being with Ye Guichen, ran into Gongyang Lang and still managed to survive, it’s very strange.”

Liu Fang’s eyes flickered, quickly thinking of something, she slammed the table, ”Could it be, that Ye Guichen is truly the Son of Nether Emperor, and Fang Tiancheng knowing his identity, plans to betray King Qin?”

Chen Zhi’s eyes lit up with this, thinking it highly possible, but immediately shook his head: ”Although your analysis has some logic, it doesn’t stand. Suppose Ye Guichen is the Son of Nether Emperor, living in the secular world, never contacting higher-level martial artists, or even cultivators; King Qin’s current power is skyrocketing, not yet a cultivator, but already reached the half-step Immortal Realm, just a step from being a cultivator. Faced with this, it’s an easy choice, Fang Tiancheng should know the gap between Ye Guichen and King Qin, only a fool would choose a powerless master like Ye Guichen.”

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