My Silly, Sweet Wife

It’s said that the great demon resides at the very center of White Mist Valley. It has been there since the valley’s creation and is the most crucial creature in Xianju Mountain.

If one could subdue this creature, they could control the entire Xianju Mountain Formation. Moreover, their cultivation level might increase by several notches.

Dongfang Yue remembered this legend and decided to take a risk.

If she could control the great demon, it would be akin to controlling the entire Xianju Mountain. As long as she was strong enough, even the Dongfang Family would be powerless against her.

After all, strength is the foundation of authority.

But, conquering a great demon is no easy feat.

Dongfang Yue and her maid Zhu’er managed to reach the heart of the valley using some spirit pills, mystical herbs, and toxic talisman paper from their family, without getting devoured halfway by the beasts.

Yet, before they could even encounter the great demon, they were surrounded by a horde of giant pythons.

There were at least a dozen of them, each dozens of meters long.

The two of them were no match for these pythons.

All they could do was flee.

But just as they didn’t get far, Dongfang Yue fell into a hidden cave and went silent.

The pythons didn’t pursue further, shifting their focus to Zhu’er instead.

In a state of panic, Zhu’er knew she was no match for the pythons and desperately sought help.

Just when she was about to die in the python’s jaws, she was rescued by Ye Guichen.

After listening to the story, Ye Guichen was already speechless.

Although Dongfang Yue was praised as the most beautiful woman in Xianju Mountain, her mind clearly wasn’t sharp.

This kind of reckless scheme could only be concocted by someone without brains.

How could she, a mere Dongfang Yue, hope to subdue a great demon?

It’s like dreaming in broad daylight.

However, Ye Guichen was still somewhat curious.

If the legend was true, doesn’t it suggest that the great demon might have been placed there by some high-level figure to control the Xianju Mountain Formation?

Could it be that Xianju Mountain, true to its name, was once a place where Immortals cultivated, and upon leaving, set up numerous arrays, establishing White Mist Valley as a watchguard for a great demon?

Heck, if that’s the case, perhaps there’s a trace of Immortal’s presence here. Even if I can’t subdue the demon, I might easily advance my cultivation.

Fortune favors the bold.

The more dangerous the place, the more likely there are treasures.

Ye Guichen understood that once on the path of cultivation, there’s no turning back.

Moreover, the world of cultivators is one driven by power; there’s no room for mercy or kindness.

The law of the jungle is a universal truth.

If he wasn’t strong, he would only end up killed.

Like Dongfang Hong, if he wasn’t strong enough, he wouldn’t just lose the Immortal Slayer Sword, but his life might be forfeit too.

Ye Guichen didn’t believe Dongfang Hong would just take the sword and leave without killing him.

Once he loses his usefulness, it’s a dead end.

”Ha, if I can break through another level this time, I’ll have a better chance when I challenge the Seven Kings in the hidden sect.” Thinking so, Ye Guichen grew more curious about the so-called great demon and asked Zhu’er: ”You don’t know what that great demon is either?”

Zhu’er shook her head in confusion: ”I, I don’t know. Back then, I encountered dozens of giant pythons. Each of them seemed to have the cultivation of a Qi Refiner. But it’s strange; after I ran a distance, most of the pythons didn’t follow, except the one you killed...”

As she spoke, Zhu’er looked warily at the decapitated python: ”This python seemed the weakest, yet it was still beyond what I could handle.”

Ye Guichen nodded.

Of course, he knew this python wasn’t particularly strong.

If what Zhu’er said was true, those dozens of pythons were likely guarding the great demon.

And if each of the dozens of pythons had the cultivation of a Qi Refiner, that would be terrifying.

With his current level, he feared it would only lead to his death.

Should he retreat?

Ye Guichen felt reluctant.

But he wasn’t keen on taking risks.

”Brother, please, save Lady Yue. I’m begging you!” Zhu’er clung to Ye Guichen’s leg, pleading pitifully.

Her appearance was truly heartbreaking.

Ye Guichen furrowed his brows, weighing the pros and cons.

Thinking it over, Ye Guichen thought of Shenyin Baibian taught by Chu Liuxiang.

”Right, if I master Shenyin Baibian, even if I can’t win, at least I’ll have a chance to escape.” With this in mind, Ye Guichen didn’t refuse but said, ”Zhu’er, it’s not that I can’t help save your lady, but now isn’t the time. I need a few days. After that, we’ll go.”

”Ah? Why?” Zhu’er was puzzled.

Given that Ye Guichen could easily slay a python, his cultivation shouldn’t be weak. What difference would a few days make?

Ye Guichen smiled without answering: ”With the python’s carcass here, there shouldn’t be any danger for now. Find something to fill your stomach. If nothing else, eat the snake meat; I need to cultivate.”

With that, before Zhu’er could speak, Ye Guichen climbed a large tree and began to comprehend Shenyin Baibian.

Zhu’er knew she couldn’t force Ye Guichen. As long as he was willing to help, it was already a grand favor. Could she really expect him to risk his life?

With a glance in Ye Guichen’s direction, Zhu’er, indeed incredibly hungry, looked at the snake’s carcass and swallowed hard before slowly moving beside it, hesitating momentarily, and then tearing off a piece of meat and stuffing it into her mouth.

The thick stench spread in her mouth.

But soon, hunger and fear overpower this nauseating feeling.

Zhu’er began to devour it ravenously.

Sitting cross-legged on the tree, Ye Guichen glanced at Zhu’er and a slight smile curved upon his lips.

Then, he quickly immersed himself in cultivating Shenyin Baibian, recalling some of the profound insights Chu Liuxiang had imparted to him.

For a full day and night, Ye Guichen didn’t move an inch.

On the second day, Zhu’er, growing impatient, suddenly heard a low roar from Ye Guichen and looked up to see him standing.

”Finished?” Zhu’er exclaimed in delight, ready to call Ye Guichen.

However, Ye Guichen ignored her, taking a step forward, stepping into the air.

Then, in the blink of an eye, something that left Zhu’er astounded occurred.

Ye Guichen seemed to walk on air, springing over a hundred meters in an instant.

”Is he flying?”

Zhu’er covered her mouth, her face full of shock.

She had never seen a master walk on air before.

Even the strongest of the Dongfang Family didn’t seem capable of this, did they?