My Silly, Sweet Wife

After Ye Guichen crippled Jing Shang and John, he didn’t take the flute to control the insects.

For Sha Yuanshan, living his life in constant fear wasn’t necessarily unbearable.

These controlled insects wouldn’t be activated unless deliberately triggered, but obviously, Sha Yuanshan’s heart would surely be in knots.

He couldn’t come to terms with not knowing the fate of Jing Shang and John for his entire life.

Ye Guichen wasn’t interested in how the four major Dan Sects would allocate the next three years’ interests.

Anyway, Penglai Pill Sect profited greatly this time.

What he gave them was enough.

As for other matters, Ye Guichen didn’t want to meddle.

Regarding Chu Tiannan, he believed that after obtaining his pill formula and elixirs, it wouldn’t take long for Tiannan to become strong enough not only to confront the hidden sects, but also to dismiss any overseas forces.

Just as Ye Guichen planned to leave with Ren Wobai, an episode happened the night before.

Sha Yuanshan seized the opportunity when no one noticed him and stealthily arrived at Ren Wobai’s residence.

Ren Wobai seemed quite courteous seeing Sha Yuanshan.

After all, the benefits gained this time were considerable, making Ren Wobai quite happy.

”Elder Sha, visiting so late at night, what urgent matters bring you here?” Ren Wobai ordered someone to pour tea for Sha Yuanshan, adopting an air of a host.

Sha Yuanshan lowered his voice, sneakily saying, ”Deacon Ren, there’s something I feel I must tell you, or I simply won’t sleep well.”

”Speak freely; no need to hold back.” Ren Wobai exhibited magnanimity.

Sha Yuanshan seemed hesitant, after a long pause he spoke: ”Ah, actually it’s a misfortune for our Penglai Pill Sect. As a member of Penglai Pill Sect, I should hide this truth, but after thinking it over, I still came.”

”Heh, no need to beat around the bush, say what you must.” Ren Wobai’s mouth curled up watching Sha Yuanshan’s affectation.

Thinking to himself: If you were truly tormented, you wouldn’t appear here tonight.

But on the surface, he maintained an air of indifference.

Sha Yuanshan could only feign difficulty: ”Deacon Ren, to be frank, that Ye Sheng, his real name isn’t Ye Sheng, but Ye Guichen. He’s been hiding this from you, presumably with ill intentions! Although Sect Leader Ye warned me not to say anything, I couldn’t deceive you, Deacon Ren!”

In Sha Yuanshan’s view, just mentioning Ye Guichen’s deceit would surely enrage Ren Wobai.

It was possible he might kill Ye Guichen in anger.

No matter how high Ye Guichen’s skills were, how could he compete with Ren Wobai and his Qi Refiners?

However, the expected wrath didn’t occur.

Ren Wobai not only didn’t get angry, but smiled at Sha Yuanshan: ”Elder Sha, this is what you came to tell me?”

Sha Yuanshan was confused by Ren Wobai’s reaction.

He nodded blankly: ”Yes, yes! Deacon Ren, you’re not angry?”

”Heh, why should I be angry?”

Sha Yuanshan: ”That Ye Guichen deceived you!”

Ren Wobai shook his head: ”Whether he’s called Ye Sheng or Ye Guichen, what’s it to me? Elder Sha, the tangible benefits I’ve gained will surely elevate me within the sect after returning. And Ye Sheng will become my prized disciple. Everything seems so promising, why should I bother if he’s called Ye Guichen or Ye Sheng?”

Sha Yuanshan was speechless: ”Aren’t you worried he might harm you?”

”Heh, speaking of the name Ye Guichen, I did hear about it recently in the hidden sect, it seems the Son of Nether Emperor is called Ye Guichen, and the Hidden Sect Seven Kings are like ants on a hot pan.” Ren Wobai spoke lightly.

Sha Yuanshan’s pupils constricted, incredulous: ”What? Son of Nether Emperor?”

”Yes, so, I’m somewhat optimistic now. If you’re correct and Ye Sheng is indeed Ye Guichen, cultivating good relations might bring me fortune once he becomes Nether Emperor. Of course, even if he dies in conflicts among the Seven Kings, I knew him as Ye Sheng and wasn’t aware of his true identity; with our hidden sect’s Pill Sect power, who can affect me?”

Ren Wobai said while standing up slowly, patting Sha Yuanshan’s shoulder: ”Elder Sha, since you’re here tonight, let me teach you four words: ’Rarely Confused!’”

Sha Yuanshan felt utterly humiliated.

A surge of wanting to find a hole to crawl into.

Thinking he could turn Ren Wobai against Ye Guichen, he ended up receiving shocking news.

Ye Guichen turned out to be the Son of Nether Emperor?

Damn!

If this was true, then opposing Ye Guichen at every turn, once he genuinely achieved power, couldn’t a flick of his finger crush me?

But upon reconsidering, Sha Yuanshan felt bitter.

There was no need for Ye Guichen to achieve too much; even with his current ability, killing me would be easy.

Frustration!

Inexplicable frustration!

When Sha Yuanshan bid farewell to Ren Wobai, he seemed to age countless years overnight.

The competitive spirit within him inexplicitly faded.

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The next day.

Ye Guichen and Ren Wobai hit the road, leaving Penglai Pill Sect.

Ren Wobai seemed uninterested in worldly affairs, not even suggesting some fun, taking Ye Guichen directly back to outside the Ghost Market.

But this time Ren Wobai was smarter, not rashly entering the Ghost Market but sending someone to explore first.

The outcome was predictable; those sent to scout hadn’t returned for three days, clearly detained within the Ghost Market, allowed in but not out.

Ren Wobai didn’t know Ye Guichen was the leader of the Ghost Market, nor that this annoyingly restrictive rule was his creation.

”What now? Damn, the Ghost Market suddenly feels like martial law, besides here, there’s no way back to the hidden sect!” Ren Wobai was somewhat irritated, looking at a few subordinates he brought.

Everyone bowed their heads, not daring to speak.

Ye Guichen spoke: ”Senior Ren, may I try?”

Ren Wobai squinted at Ye Guichen, recalling he might be the Son of Nether Emperor.

If he could smoothly pass through the Ghost Market, it would prove Ye Guichen not only worthy of association but also of genuine friendship.

If he couldn’t, treating him normally would suffice.

”Sure, then I’ll leave it to Ye Sheng.” Ren Wobai agreed directly, not declining.

Ye Guichen cupped his hands to Ren Wobai and the others, then turned to enter the Ghost Market.

”Deacon Ren, can he do it?” Someone expressed doubt.

”Indeed, a disciple of Penglai Pill Sect normally staying on Penglai Island, likely doesn’t even know the Ghost Market entrance!”

Ren Wobai smiled slightly: ”Let’s see, there’s no harm in trying.”