My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Heh heh, an alchemist, I’m an alchemist. Not only an alchemist, but also an elder of the Dan Sect. I’ve spent my life researching alchemy, yet never thought I’d be deceived by a female demon, brought to this pitch-dark place to make some deceitful magic pills for her every day. My alchemist reputation was ruined long ago!”

The other person sighed deeply, his face filled with resentment.

Ye Guichen became interested.

Just from a few words, Ye Guichen understood.

The person was not only an alchemist, but also seemed quite skilled at alchemy, and was from the Dan Sect?

No need to guess, this Dan Sect is surely another Immortal Sect.

”Senior, I only know the ways of medicine and accidentally offended Hua Xiangrong, getting thrown in here. Meeting you is quite a fortune for me!”

Ye Guichen didn’t understand Immortal Sects, so naturally, he pretended to be clueless, quickly cupping his hands in salute.

The other person seemed long choked up and was completely unguarded.

”Haha, no need for formalities, no need for formalities. If you’re an enemy of that female demon, then you’re a friend of mine. Come, come, sit down and have a couple of pills to fill your stomach!” The other person warmly invited Ye Guichen to sit down.

Ye Guichen looked down, finding no seat, only some grass laid on the cold ground.

Nonetheless, Ye Guichen sat down, accepted the pills from the other person, and sniffed them lightly, his eyes suddenly brightening: ”Then I won’t be polite.”

He threw them all into his mouth.

”Hey, aren’t you afraid they’re poisonous?” The other person was caught off guard by Ye Guichen’s decisiveness, who ate the pills directly.

Ye Guichen casually said, ”I feel a connection with senior, I trust you won’t harm me.”

Tsk tsk, really knows how to talk.

The other person grew increasingly fond of Ye Guichen.

Next, Ye Guichen consistently behaved courteously, occasionally probing for information.

Soon, Ye Guichen had a general understanding of the other’s identity.

This elder, reportedly over 150 years old, was named Mo Changsheng and was an elder of the Dan Sect.

The so-called Dan Sect should be akin to an Immortal Sect, transcending ordinary existence.

Actually, that’s not quite right.

In the mortal world, there are many Immortal Lands.

The most famous is Penglai Island.

It’s said that immortals often appear there, and many tourists regularly visit Penglai Island.

But the true site of Penglai is not accessible to tourists, it’s another island not far from Penglai.

A large formation is set there, ordinary people simply cannot access it.

Mo Changsheng mentioned that the Dan Sect is located on the true Penglai Island.

According to Mo Changsheng, in the mortal world, many places where ordinary people have not ventured house various Immortal Sects.

But these Immortal Sects aren’t the true immortals of legends, rather cultivators, far less than actual immortals.

These individuals are a level above martial artists, and disdain mingling with ordinary people and martial artists. Additionally, places with many people have sparse spiritual energy, making them elusive in populous cities.

As for the Dan Sect, not large but not small either.

On Earth with scarce spiritual energy, a sect consisting of just a dozen members is quite impressive.

The existence of the Dan Sect is akin to the Medicine King Valley for ordinary people.

To many ordinary people, a place like the Medicine King Valley is akin to an Immortal Land.

The Dan Sect is similar for some cultivators.

Especially now, with sparse spiritual energy, finding a place suitable for cultivation isn’t easy, requiring pills to supplement one’s progress.

This is why the Dan Sect’s status has grown more esteemed.

Yet, despite its status, these alchemists themselves aren’t particularly strong, with some not even entering the Innate Realm. If fighting alone, they can’t even match someone like Jitian.

Mo Changsheng has been captive here for thirteen years.

During these thirteen years, Mo Changsheng was like a machine, constantly making pills for Hua Xiangrong.

Endless days of alchemy.

”Ah, initially, I hoped the Dan Sect would rescue me, but as time passed, this hope slowly diminished.” Mo Changsheng held Ye Guichen’s hand, yearning for a confidant, sighing deeply.

Ye Guichen’s mind sparked, vaguely understanding why Hua Xiangrong stayed in the Ghost Market as the carefree Female Demon King.

Here, she is indeed the Female Demon King, yet likely dares not leave the Ghost Market.

Once she leaves, she might be hunted by the Dan Sect.

”It seems the world of cultivators is even more complex than I imagined!”

Previously, he had no contact, but Mo Changsheng talked incessantly, seemingly ready to spill all unspoken words to Ye Guichen.

Through Mo Changsheng, Ye Guichen gained a new understanding of the world.

Individuals like Gongyang Lang are properly termed cultivators.

They exist not only in the mortal world but within hidden societies.

Moreover, hidden societies have even more cultivators.

Men like the Seven Kings seem to coexist with these cultivator sects as forces.

In the mortal world, with sparse spiritual energy, surviving cultivator sects are small, as Mo Changsheng described, having a dozen members is admirable.

With modern technology advancing, these individuals also dare not reveal themselves easily, lest they be blown away by a missile.

Within hidden societies, cultivation flourishes, with more abundant spiritual energy than in the mortal world.

The main branch of the Dan Sect appears within those societies, while the Penglai branch is just a division.

Years ago, Mo Changsheng was deceived by Hua Xiangrong. After a romantic night, he awoke in this dungeon.

Trapped for a lengthy thirteen years.

”Oh no, oh no, it burned.” Amid Mo Changsheng’s chatter, the smell of burning filled the air.

Mo Changsheng was shocked, frantically stood up, and stumbled towards another room, ignoring Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen then noticed the iron chains on Mo Changsheng’s limbs were hundreds of meters long, seemingly made of unusual material. Even a master like Gongyang Lang couldn’t easily break free.

The smell of burning came from that room.

Ye Guichen stood up and walked over.

Mo Changsheng, flustered, pushed under the furnace with a gust of wind.

The blue flames burning beneath the pill furnace instantly extinguished.

This method intrigued Ye Guichen.

Mo Changsheng skillfully opened a side of the pill furnace and pulled out something like a tray.

On it were two clumps of blackened pills, seemingly ruined.

”Ah, another failure, another failure. This time, that female demon will surely make me go ten days without food!”

Mo Changsheng appeared deeply afraid of Hua Xiangrong, seeing the failed pills, his face was full of dejection, sighing and stomping continuously.