My Silly, Sweet Wife

Hua Xiangrong furrowed her brows.

Logically speaking, after I threw Ye Guichen into the dungeon, he should be shouting loudly for me to let him out.

But thinking back now, it seems from the beginning, Ye Guichen has been extremely calm.

Whether at Jixiang Restaurant or here on the island in the heart of the lake, Ye Guichen not only did not resist but also did not argue.

”Go observe him again!” Hua Xiangrong waved her hand, feeling inexplicably irritated.

According to her thinking, the more afraid Ye Guichen is, the more excited she would be.

This calm demeanor makes Hua Xiangrong feel uneasy.

But that’s not important.

As long as he is under my control, Ye Guichen can’t stir up much trouble.

After all, he’s just a Martial Artist, not even considered a cultivator, what’s there to fear?

”By the way, send someone to keep an eye on the Seven Kings’ situation and report immediately if there’s any movement!” Hua Xiangrong added.

No matter whether Ye Guichen’s identity as Son of the Nether Emperor is real or not, news of this will definitely not be kept hidden.

The Seven Kings will surely come for him as soon as they get the news.

Although the power of the Seven Kings is not enough to contend with Hua Xiangrong in Ghost Market, Hua Xiangrong doesn’t want to be in conflict with the Seven Kings either.

Besides, if that kid really is the Son of the Nether Emperor, I can use him as a bargaining chip to exchange for some pills with the Seven Kings!

Thinking of this, Hua Xiangrong’s eyes lit up.

The next day was extraordinarily quiet.

Hua Xiangrong continued to leave Ye Guichen hanging, while Ye Guichen diligently followed Senior Mo to perform Alchemy.

The first batch indeed did not turn out successfully.

But on the second batch, at the critical moment, Senior Mo deliberately said he was going to the bathroom, leaving Ye Guichen to operate on his own.

”Hmph, kid, you’ll surely fail on your own. This kind of third-grade pill is not something a kid like you can refine!” After leaving, Senior Mo didn’t really go to the bathroom but instead hid nearby to observe.

He was even silently praying for the pill to explode and kill Ye Guichen, so that no one could replace him.

As they say, a bad life is better than a good death.

If Ye Guichen really learned Alchemy, with the Female Demon Hua Xiangrong’s temperament, she would definitely kill him.

Who would’ve thought, as Senior Mo was praying silently, he suddenly smelled a fragrance.

”How is this possible!”

Senior Mo couldn’t be bothered to hide anymore, he darted into the pill room, staring at the pill furnace in disbelief.

Ye Guichen’s forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

Gently pulling, he extracted the pills: ”Senior Mo, take a look, is this the Qi Boosting Pill?”

On the pill plate, there were five perfectly round pills, crystalline and aromatic.

Senior Mo’s eyes almost popped out.

He stared at Ye Guichen in shock.

Throughout this batch of pills, Senior Mo merely watched from the side, without hands-on intervention, Ye Guichen refined them entirely on his own.

Moreover, at the critical juncture, Senior Mo hid on purpose, worried that Ye Guichen might ask some critical questions.

”You, are you sure it’s your first time performing Alchemy?” Senior Mo spoke hesitantly, picking up a pill to sniff, his heart again stirred with waves of astonishment.

Extremely high purity.

Even among Qi Boosting Pills, they were top quality. This kind of quality, maybe even the Sect Master of the Dan Sect couldn’t refine.

Ye Guichen nodded: ”Of course it’s the first time, Senior Mo. You’re considered half my mentor, haven’t embarrassed you, have I?”

”Cough, cough, not bad, not bad!” Senior Mo almost choked on his own breath.

Utterly flustered!

The slap in the face came too fast.

But, to maintain the last bit of dignity, Senior Mo still had to pretend to be calm: ”Young Ye, you’re quite gifted. If you ever get the chance to leave, I’d recommend you to our Dan Sect, you might barely qualify to be my disciple.”

”Oh.” Ye Guichen agreed, directly pocketing the Qi Boosting Pills.

Senior Mo almost jumped up: ”What are you doing?”

”Nothing, just putting away the pills.” Ye Guichen replied nonchalantly.

”Hold on, these pills were taught by me to you, how can you take them all?”

Producing five top-grade pills in one batch, it’s impossible for Senior Mo not to covet them.

Not only could he report to Hua Xiangrong, but if the opportunity arose, one pill could exchange for dozens of Spirit Stones.

Yet, Ye Guichen took them all.

Isn’t this just bullying?

”Senior Mo, I’m doing this for your own good, those things are dangerous for you to keep!” Ye Guichen grinned, looking innocently harmless, he called out: ”To the guy hiding in the shadows, go tell Hua Xiangrong that I have Qi Boosting Pills and if she wants them, she should come see me.”

”Why are you shouting!” Senior Mo was startled, bewildered.

Soon, footsteps sounded from the shadows.

Senior Mo’s eyes widened: ”Someone is secretly watching us? Young Ye, you’ve known all along?”

Ye Guichen nodded: ”Ever since I was thrown in here, there’s been surveillance, but none of that matters, Hua Xiangrong’s life is in my hands, don’t worry, she’ll come to ask us.”

”You, you...” Senior Mo pointed at Ye Guichen, unable to speak.

Originally, Senior Mo thought he found a companion to confide in, but now he realized he met a monstrous genius.

Moreover, although this guy didn’t have True Qi coursing through his body, his mastery over Gang Qi was even stronger than mine.

Most importantly, this kid had such a humble demeanor, yet seemed to have everything under control.

”Who...who are you really?” Finally, Senior Mo managed to ask.

Ye Guichen replied: ”Oh, I’m Ye Guichen. People call me Son of the Nether Emperor. Hehe, I’m not sure if that identity is real. But since it’s connected to me, I’m thinking of visiting the Hidden Gate, and if possible, trying my hand at being Nether Emperor, stepping over the Seven Kings.”

Senior Mo stumbled, nearly falling over.

”You’re crazy, absolutely crazy!”

Here, to speak such boastful words—if someone from the Seven Kings heard, it would surely mean death.

Not long after, chaotic footsteps were heard from outside.

Someone rushed to the dungeon door, opened it, and shouted inside: ”Hey, Ye Guichen, get out here, Lord Demon King wishes to see you.”

Ye Guichen lazily sat on the dry grass: ”Let her come invite me!”

”Kid, you’re courting death!” The leader, Lin Che, was furious, he stormed into the cell, straight to Ye Guichen: ”Little brat, I can’t handle Gongyang Lang, you think I can’t handle you?”

He reached out to grab Ye Guichen’s shoulder.

Ye Guichen’s lips curled with a mocking look, he kicked out.

Bang!

The kick was solid, sending Lin Che sprawling against the cell’s iron bars.

Lin Che’s pupils contracted, disbelief in his gaze towards Ye Guichen: ”You...you laid hands on me?”

”Haha, I can’t just sit and take it, can I?” Walking to Lin Che, Ye Guichen grabbed him and tossed him out casually: ”If Hua Xiangrong wants to see me, let her come invite me herself!”