My Silly, Sweet Wife

The small bottle wasn’t large; it was a porcelain bottle.

Opening the lid, inside were dozens of pills, each the size of a soybean.

Inhaling deeply from the bottle, the pills had a refreshing aroma.

”These are pills that can enhance a martial artist’s cultivation.” Ye Guichen identified immediately by scent that these pills were beneficial to a martial artist’s body.

But now, no matter how potent these pills are, they can’t compare to the Yimu Changqing technique.

Ye Guichen had no need for them and casually tossed them to Luo Shentong: ”This will be good for you, go ahead and consume it later.”

Luo Shentong caught it, glanced inside, and his eyes lit up instantly: ”These are Qi Continuation Pills, oh my, I attended a martial artist’s trading conference years ago, and it’s said that a single Qi Continuation Pill is worth a hundred taels of gold; you’re actually giving me this whole bottle?”

Qi Continuation Pills can replenish the mysterious energy within a martial artist.

Of course, they are also highly effective for martial artists who have not yet formed mysterious energy, helping them to quickly enter the Innate Realm, form mysterious energy within their bodies, and reach Half-step Master or even Grandmaster levels.

Moreover, even if mysterious energy is formed, these pills can consolidate the mysterious energy within the Dantian.

These are absolute treasures for martial artists.

One can imagine Luo Shentong’s excitement.

The waiter and those around, seeing this, were also envious.

But they all knew Gongyang Lang was a Cultivator, knowing that trying to rob him was a dead end, they just stared longingly without daring to harbor any ill thoughts.

Chen Zhi, true to being King Qin’s spy, only showed anger on his face after having his clothes stripped by Ye Guichen, without any irrational behavior, and he neither cursed nor resisted.

Ye Guichen felt uninterested, and after eating, he had Luo Shentong carry Chen Zhi and swagger out of the restaurant, intending to parade Chen Zhi through the streets.

Ye Guichen had no intention of concealing anything.

Previously, without encountering Gongyang Lang, Ye Guichen would have kept a low profile.

But now with Gongyang Lang, a Cultivator, beside him, there was no reason to keep a low profile.

Even the Great Demon King of the Ghost Market was close to Gongyang Lang, so Ye Guichen wasn’t afraid at all.

”You won’t talk, huh? Heh, well if you won’t talk, then we’ll take a little stroll. I believe your companions won’t leave you to fend for yourself!” Ye Guichen asked the waiter for a brush, directly writing five words on Chen Zhi’s back: I am King Qin’s spy.

After writing, Ye Guichen patted Chen Zhi’s face and said: ”Now, with the Hidden Sect Seven Kings at odds, if the other six kings find out you’re King Qin’s man, hehe, you probably won’t live long, will you?”

Chen Zhi finally couldn’t bear Ye Guichen’s methods.

As King Qin’s spy, they all had families, held under King Qin’s control.

If there were any treacherous actions, these spies’ families would likely be killed by King Qin.

This was to prevent the spies from committing betrayal.

Moreover, spies were meant to stay hidden.

If Chen Zhi’s identity as a spy were exposed, it would likely unearth a lot of unfavorable clues for King Qin, becoming leverage for the other six kings.

Chen Zhi could even guess that King Qin would certainly fly into a rage and kill his family.

”You’re, you’re a devil!” Chen Zhi finally roared: ”I don’t even know you, why have you captured me? And why do you insult me?”

Seeing Chen Zhi still being obstinate at this point, Ye Guichen shook his head and said: ”I’m looking for Fang Tiancheng; he took over a hundred Spirit Stones from me. Tell me where he is, and after I catch him, I’ll release you.”

”What?” Chen Zhi was taken aback, looking at Ye Guichen strangely, as if trying to discern the truth in Ye Guichen’s words: ”Do you really have that many Spirit Stones?”

Ye Guichen grinned: ”You don’t mind telling me, do you?”

”He went back to report to King Qin.” Chen Zhi finally realized Fang Tiancheng might have deceived them.

Fang Tiancheng never mentioned Ye Guichen had any skills, even deliberately telling them Ye Guichen was a simpleton, with poor cultivation and low intelligence.

But after just a brief encounter, Chen Zhi realized that this Ye Guichen wasn’t easy to deal with at all.

Moreover, earlier, even Gongyang Lang, a Cultivator, listened to Ye Guichen’s words.

If not witnessed firsthand, who would believe it?

Damn it!

Fang Tiancheng, that despicable scoundrel, must have fooled me!

Realizing he had been tricked, Chen Zhi gave up hiding Fang Tiancheng’s whereabouts: ”I’m not lying to you, he went back to report to King Qin, release me, and I’ll help you get your Spirit Stones back.”

”Sorry, I want to fish.” Ye Guichen had no intention of letting Chen Zhi go, chuckling: ”Since you’ve confessed, let’s not parade you around for now.”

Then he said to the waiter of the restaurant: ”Do you have a place to stay here?”

The waiter started, speaking with awkwardness: ”Well, there is, but...”

Saying this, he glanced at Chen Zhi apprehensively.

Leaving King Qin’s spy here was like inviting trouble.

If King Qin’s people got provoked and acted, wouldn’t they tear this place apart?

Ye Guichen naturally saw the waiter’s dilemma and stretched out a hand to Gongyang Lang: ”Give me a Spirit Stone.”

”What do you want to do?” Gongyang Lang instinctively retreated.

Ye Guichen said: ”I gave you ten Spirit Stones, what’s the harm in using one of yours? Besides, you’re with me, what’s yours is mine, right?”

”You...” Gongyang Lang snorted coldly, wanting to retort but eventually took out a Spirit Stone and handed it to Ye Guichen.

No way around it, Ye Guichen had saved his life.

Being manipulated like this was really unpleasant.

Ye Guichen tossed the Spirit Stone into the waiter’s hand: ”Can this Spirit Stone buy your restaurant?”

The waiter’s eyes glowed.

They had been in business in the Ghost Market for some years but had never seen something like a Spirit Stone.

”Customer, please wait, I’ll inform the boss.” The waiter said, turning to run into the backyard.

Before long, a fat middle-aged man came out.

The middle-aged man was all smiles, his mouth almost blossoming like a chrysanthemum: ”Gentlemen, the backyard please; it’s reserved for honored guests. You can stay as long as you wish.”

A single Spirit Stone more than suffices to buy this restaurant.

Furthermore, it allows them to curry favor with a Cultivator.

Most importantly, Gongyang Lang was also a Cultivator.

While King Qin is fearsome, his reach isn’t that long; if his people dare to act, the Great Demon King wouldn’t sit idly by either.

Truly, money makes the impossible possible.

Ye Guichen sighed and led Chen Zhi into the backyard.

The commotion here wasn’t small; it would surely attract King Qin’s spies in no time.

Then, Ye Guichen wouldn’t mind capturing all of King Qin’s spies and forcing them to hand over Fang Tiancheng.