My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen did not dodge but directly ordered Gongyang Lang: ”Take care of my master, I’ll handle the rest.”

Ye Guichen naturally noticed at a glance that Li Fengxian was seriously injured.

In his heart, a murderous intent had already risen.

In Ye Guichen’s heart, Li Fengxian was not only his master but also his grandfather.

Since he was young, no one but Li Fengxian could hit him.

Moreover, when Li Fengxian hit him, he was willing.

Yet, he never thought the Chen Family would dare to harm Li Fengxian.

This was something Ye Guichen could not tolerate.

”Who... who are you?” Chen Tianhe’s expression finally changed when he saw Gongyang Lang appear.

Because he felt a terrifying aura emanating from Gongyang Lang.

This aura made him shiver.

Even a Great Grandmaster didn’t have such an aura.

Could it be a Qi Refiner?

If that were the case, then this time the Chen Family had indeed hit a hard wall.

However, fortunately, there was still Chen Ziran as a bargaining chip.

Chen Tianhe tightened his grip on Chen Ziran’s hand: ”Ye Guichen, you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t have, you’re as good as dead. Rest assured, even if you die, I’ll treat Ziran and your master well. Also, I’ll ensure Ziran doesn’t remarry, letting her remain a widow for you for life.”

Ye Guichen chuckled: ”Are you an idiot?”

Ye Guichen had never thought Chen Tianhe’s face could be this thick.

On the surface, it sounded like he was considering him.

But his words were utterly ridiculous.

”Release Ziran, and I’ll let you die quickly!” Ye Guichen had lost his patience.

Chen Tianhe’s face twisted in rage: ”Stubborn! You really think you can escape after killing me?”

Ye Guichen stepped forward again.

Chen Tianhe was so scared he stepped back, nearly falling.

All the members of the Chen Family were intimidated by Ye Guichen’s aura; none dared to step forward.

Finally, just when the atmosphere was at its tensest, a terrifying voice rang out from the sky: ”There are still people daring to kill in our Chen Family? Such arrogance!”

Upon hearing this voice, Chen Tianhe’s expression turned extremely excited.

”It’s the Patriarch!”

”The Patriarch is finally willing to come out.”

”Great!”

All the Chen Family members were thrilled.

Many younger generations looked expectant.

They had all heard tales about the Chen Family’s Patriarch.

That the Chen Family could be a hidden family living on Xianju Mountain was largely due to the Patriarch’s existence.

Because this Patriarch was already a Qi Refiner over a hundred years ago.

Now, he was likely two hundred years old.

His cultivation must only have improved over the century.

”Quick, welcome the Patriarch!” Chen Tianhe snapped back to reality, kneeling immediately.

The Chen Family members all followed suit, kneeling and kowtowing toward the sky.

Before long, an elderly man who looked about sixty appeared from the rooftop.

Soon after the elder arrived, two more imposing elders followed behind him.

”Is that a Great Grandmaster?”

Someone recognized one of the elders.

Chen Tianhe looked overjoyed.

No wonder the Chen Family’s Great Grandmasters hadn’t shown up; they had gone to invite the Patriarch.

It’s said that the Patriarch had been in seclusion training over the years, only having meals delivered, given that even a Qi Refiner hasn’t entirely reached the level of Fasting.

And it seemed the Patriarch had declared over twenty years ago that he would enter seclusion to break through.

Now that he was willing to come out, perhaps he had indeed succeeded.

”Clan Leader, we’re late,” one of the Great Grandmasters bowed to Chen Tianhe.

Chen Tianhe hurriedly replied: ”Not late at all, with the Patriarch here, I’m at ease.”

The other nodded slightly, saying nothing more to Chen Tianhe.

After all, while Chen Tianhe was the Clan Leader of the Chen Family, they, as Great Grandmasters, had their own pride.

Even Chen Tianhe, the Clan Leader, had to show utmost respect when he saw them.

The Great Grandmaster glanced at Ye Guichen but said nothing, retreating quietly behind the earlier arriving elder.

The elderly man was naturally the Chen Family Patriarch, named Chen Jintian.

Although Chen Jintian was already two hundred years old, he appeared no different from a man in his sixties or seventies, even with a more enduring aura, as if on the verge of rejuvenation.

Qi Refiners inherently have a longer lifespan than ordinary people, averaging up to two hundred years, and with further breakthroughs, living to three hundred isn’t impossible.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he was a veritable monster.

Chen Jintian looked better in health than most, and even in his movement, exuded a supreme aura, surpassing many young people.

He assessed Ye Guichen and then shook his head lightly: ”What a pity.”

No one made a sound, and no one questioned Chen Jintian’s words.

They all understood the meaning behind Chen Jintian’s comment.

Indeed, it was a pity.

At Ye Guichen’s age, with such cultivation, given more time, his future was limitless.

But he had provoked someone he shouldn’t have and sentimentally challenged the Chen Family.

There was only one path for him now: death.

His death was such a waste.

Gongyang Lang also clearly sensed Chen Jintian’s strength, and with a serious expression, he quietly moved closer to Ye Guichen, softly saying: ”This guy is likely beyond the second layer of a Qi Refiner’s cultivation; want me to wear him down a bit first?”

Although Gongyang Lang was a Qi Refiner, he was only at the first layer.

There’s still quite a gap between the first and second layers.

Yet, after consuming those Pei Yuan Pills, perhaps he might hope to break through to the second layer.

But Ye Guichen wasn’t even a Qi Refiner, and although he had many unpredictable tricks, against an old monster like Chen Jintian, he likely didn’t have a shortage of trump cards, either.

Initially, Gongyang Lang thought the Chen Family was just an easy prey, but now it seemed he might have underestimated the power of these hidden families in the mortal world.

Ye Guichen also heard the concern in Gongyang Lang’s tone, shaking his head with a smile: ”It’s alright, just take care of my master and Jin Ling, I’ll handle the rest myself.”

Taking two more steps forward, he raised his hand, pointing at Chen Jintian and the two Great Grandmasters behind him: ”Will you three come at me together, or one by one?”

Boom!

The words were like a sudden clap of thunder.

So brazen!

This was beyond arrogance.

In the entire Chen Family, these three had the highest cultivation.

Yet Ye Guichen was thinking of challenging all three alone.

Was he in that much of a hurry to die?

”Haha, young man, it seems you really don’t believe in fear without seeing a coffin! In that case, let’s have Little Shi test you out. I’m rather curious about what level someone your age could cultivate to.”

Feeling it was beneath him to personally deal with Ye Guichen, Chen Jintian not only refrained from acting but stepped back, offering one of the Great Grandmasters beside him the opportunity.

The Great Grandmaster nodded, wasting no words, and immediately attacked: ”Divine Demon Claw, watch out!”

His hands suddenly turned jet-black, reaching out toward Ye Guichen like metal claws.

Ye Guichen planted his Heavy Sword in front of him, grinning: ”If you had come at me all together, you might have stood a chance, but now... I won’t be courteous!”

In the next second, Ye Guichen unleashed his Qi Refiner cultivation in full.

Before the Great Grandmaster could get close, Ye Guichen had already struck with a palm.

A palm print appeared, directly shattering the Great Grandmaster’s claws, blowing a large hole through his chest.

The Great Grandmaster hadn’t even realized what happened before flying backward, already dead beyond saving.

Chen Jintian felt the terrifying aura emanating from Ye Guichen, causing his pupils to narrow slightly: ”You’re also a Qi Refiner?”