My Silly, Sweet Wife

The flattering voice belonged to none other than the owner of the tavern.

Upon hearing the voice outside, Liu Fang’s spirit was immediately lifted.

Now that the Great Demon King’s people had arrived, it was naturally Housekeeper Hu at work.

Sure enough, after a short while, a group of people surrounded a young and handsome man and walked into the backyard.

The tavern owner was indeed among them.

At the sight of the handsome man, Gongyang Lang’s mouth twitched twice, instinctively lowering his head.

The handsome man quickly noticed Gongyang Lang and snorted coldly, ”Gongyang Lang, you dared to escape from Lord Demon King last time, and now you have the audacity to return to the Ghost Market? Do you truly believe Lord Demon King wouldn’t dare kill you!”

”Lin Che, you’re an over-a-hundred-year-old monster, pretending to be young every day, yet you dare to chastise me!” Gongyang Lang clearly recognized this handsome man, and seeing no way to avoid it, he could only raise his head, his face flushed as he said, ”You better pretend you haven’t seen anything today; otherwise, I’ll fight you to the death!”

”Heh, Lord Demon King wants me to take you back, and you’re here threatening me? With your three-second act, do you think you’re a match for me?” The handsome man named Lin Che was full of disdain, seemingly not taking Gongyang Lang seriously at all, ”Lord Demon King values you, that’s your fortune. You ran away, thus disrespecting Lord Demon King. Long ago, Lord Demon King gave you the Shattered Pill because he feared you would escape; who would have expected you would rather die than stay? But since you escaped, why not have the guts to never return to the Ghost Market, dying outside instead?”

Shattered Pill?

Inside the room, Ye Guichen heard the name, and his eyes immediately lit up.

Back when he examined Gongyang Lang’s Dantian, Ye Guichen thought his Dantian was oddly peculiar.

Honeycomb-like Dantian.

And also suffering from kidney deficiency.

Combining all these signs quickly led Ye Guichen to guess the relationship between Gongyang Lang and the Great Demon King.

This Shattered Pill is very likely a drug capable of destroying the Dantian.

Though if one could consistently take other medications that keep body functions stable, perhaps they could live a few more years, yet even so, their cultivation would be lost.

Is it possible that the Great Demon King deliberately crippled Gongyang Lang’s cultivation to keep him by his side forever, wanting to possess him?

An audacious conjecture formed in Ye Guichen’s mind.

Truthfully, Gongyang Lang is indeed somewhat handsome, but it’s certainly curious that he caught the Great Demon King’s eye.

Could be that his cultivation skills are somewhat proficient?

Ye Guichen grinned.

Definitely must be the case.

Yet if so, the moniker Great Demon King certainly isn’t just alarmist talk.

Not only should he be called the Great Demon King, perhaps even Lord Demoness!

The outside quarrel grew increasingly intense.

Everyone listened, baffled.

Whether it was Liu Fang or the tavern owner, neither dared to speak up.

One was Gongyang Lang, a cultivator; the other was the confidante beside the Great Demon King, offending neither was wise.

Yet sighting this matchup, everyone could tell they knew each other.

”Enough talking! Since you don’t want to come with me, I’ll capture you back myself!” Lin Che finally gave up arguing, reaching his hand out to seize Gongyang Lang.

Lin Che was also a cultivator, it turned out.

However, his cultivation level was clearly inferior to Gongyang Lang’s.

Perhaps he was simply bullying Gongyang Lang for his injured Dantian.

With this grab, whirlwinds stirred all around.

Gongyang Lang’s face sank.

Remembering his miserable times beside the Great Demon King, Gongyang Lang clenched his teeth, his wrist trembling as he miraculously grabbed a Palm Leaf Fan from thin air, ”Get lost, you bastard!”

With a flick of the fan outward, a terrifying aura erupted from it, directly disrupting Lin Che’s aura.

Meanwhile, Gongyang Lang lunged forward, extending his hand to slap Lin Che’s face, ”Take that, shameless old monster!”

With that slap, the initially handsome Lin Che’s skin instantly turned wrinkled.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into an elderly man in his seventies or eighties.

This scene left everyone around astonished.

They knew cultivators had techniques for preserving youth but hadn’t imagined such techniques were so fragile.

The Great Demon King’s taste was incredibly intense!

Lin Che obviously cared deeply about his appearance, and when Gongyang Lang’s move broke through his youth-preserving technique, he seemed to grow manic, ”Gongyang Lang, I’m going to kill you!”

He reached to his waist, drawing out a Soft Sword.

The entire courtyard was swept up in fierce winds.

In those winds, Sword Qi seemed to roll.

Everyone scrambled to retreat swiftly in fear.

Those too slow found their skin cut open by the Sword Qi, wincing in pain.

They had never witnessed a battle between cultivators!

Ye Guichen was intrigued, opening the door and looking outside.

He had to admit, cultivators were indeed cultivators; even without fighting, they were almost ready to devastate everything within a ten-mile radius.

Liu Fang saw the poor situation, signaling to his companions to escape quickly.

However, just as they reached the tavern’s main entrance, a shadow abruptly blocked their way.

The shadow’s visage was unclear; it simply opened its hands, pressing directly on Liu Fang and company’s brows.

All of Liu Fang’s group suddenly felt dizzy, as if the earth spun wildly, and soon all lost consciousness.

”Mr. Ye hasn’t permitted you to leave, yet you’re attempting to escape; are you taking Mr. Ye’s words lightly?” the shadow murmured, its gaze drifting toward the backyard ponderingly, ”Strange, why does the aura inside feel oddly familiar?”

This shadow was naturally Gui Tuo, always lurking in the darkness.

Yet, aside from Ye Guichen, even Gongyang Lang was unaware of Gui Tuo’s existence.

In the courtyard, the battle reached a fever pitch.

Initially, Lin Che bullied Gongyang Lang, who was injured and far from a match.

Gradually though, Lin Che grew alarmed.

”How is it possible? Isn’t his Dantian ruined? How can it be that it’s seemingly restored?”

Bam!

Gongyang Lang kicked Lin Che down, placing one foot upon him, looking down upon Lin Che.

Lin Che attempted to struggle, but he wasn’t a match for Gongyang Lang.

”Your Dantian recovered?” Lin Che was incredulous.

Gongyang Lang felt exceptionally pleased.

His Dantian hadn’t healed, but the feeling was immensely satisfying.

Without Ye Guichen’s help repairing his Dantian, even if he could miraculously defeat Lin Che, he’d undoubtedly be exhausted, needing months for recovery.

Yet, handling Lin Che now couldn’t be simpler.

”Go back and tell Hua Xiangrong, I will never be her lapdog; I have my dignity. Since I dared return to the Ghost Market, I will definitely have her underfoot. If she dares to come for me, let her come!”

Raising a foot, he kicked Lin Che away like a watermelon.