My Silly, Sweet Wife

Gui Tuo no longer spoke, as if he had never appeared.

Ye Guichen didn’t shout; he just sat cross-legged in the cage, began regulating his breath, and quietly waited for the Wolf Head Gang people to come for him.

Sure enough, not long after, someone opened the chains and yelled at Ye Guichen, ”The leader wants to see you!”

Ye Guichen didn’t make a sound, being pushed forward all the way to another hidden cave.

This cave seemed more like a dwelling, though it was a bit dark inside, torches were lit around, and at the very top sat a man full of ferocious aura.

The man looked to be around forty, with a hideous knife scar on his face and wearing a set of tattered armor.

This man was the leader of the Wolf Head Gang, Wu Lang.

In front of Wu Lang lay many corpses, the bodies of those Ye Guichen had slain earlier.

Including Ling Yun.

Additionally, even Ye Guichen’s Immortal Slayer Sword had been taken and placed beside Wu Lang’s feet.

”What’s your name?” Wu Lang spoke.

Someone behind Ye Guichen kicked toward the back of his knee, trying to make Ye Guichen kneel down.

But with that kick, Ye Guichen seemed to grow eyes on the back of his head, gently shifting his leg to the side, making the attack miss and end up between his legs.

Ye Guichen’s mouth curled into a cold smile, shifting his legs.

Crack!

This was accompanied by the sound of a bone breaking.

Immediately, a scream came from the man behind Ye Guichen, ”Ahhh, my leg is broken!”

Many people around drew their weapons, pointing directly at Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen sneered coldly, released his legs, and looked up at Wu Lang: ”My name is Ye Sheng, a new disciple of the Dan God Sect. If you don’t want all the Wolf Head Gang members to die, you better behave!”

Hah!

At Ye Guichen’s words, there was an uproar around them.

This was his turf, and Ye Guichen dared to make such a threat?

Wu Lang frowned, clearly not expecting Ye Guichen to be this arrogant even at this point.

”Alright, let me ask you, did you kill all these people?”

Wu Lang pointed to the corpses on the ground.

Ye Guichen nodded: ”It seems you already realized it.”

Clearly, Wu Lang had noticed that his men had died under the Immortal Slayer Sword.

Wu Lang hadn’t expected Ye Guichen to admit it so easily but suppressed the anger in his heart, asking again, ”Ling Yun was our bargaining chip, and you killed him too. Tell me, how do you plan to compensate us?”

”It’s very simple, send Ling Yun’s corpse to Yong’an City, let the people there be enraged!” Ye Guichen suggested.

However, as soon as he spoke, the entire cave erupted.

”Damn, what the hell are you talking about!”

”Exactly, Yong’an City has thirty thousand troops, how many do we have?”

”If they get infuriated, Yong’an City’s City Lord, Lingtian, definitely won’t let us go.”

”By then, if their army presses on us, we’re dead meat!”

”Brother Wolf, this kid wants us dead!”

”Yeah, we’re already busy blocking the news of Ling Yun’s death, and he wants to provoke Yong’an City intentionally, isn’t this asking for trouble?”

Many people felt Ye Guichen had no good intentions.

Even the middle-aged man with a tattoo of a green wolf head drew his sword, as if ready to kill Ye Guichen immediately.

Wu Lang raised his hand to stop the discussions, squinting at Ye Guichen: ”Tell me your reason.”

Ye Guichen spoke calmly: ”It’s simple, all you need to do is enrage the City Lord of Yong’an City, lure him out of the city, and then I’ll kill him.”

Silence!

Hearing this, everyone felt Ye Guichen was a madman.

The City Lord of Yong’an City was a strong practitioner of the eighth level of Qi Refinement, rumored to be nearing the ninth level, an existence akin to a regional overlord.

Otherwise, why would the Yan King value him so much, specifically guarding the bridge to the Ghost Market?

If they could really kill the City Lord of Yong’an City, they wouldn’t be hiding in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Forest doing shady business.

No one believed Ye Guichen had any good ideas.

Everyone thought Ye Guichen just wanted to mock them.

”Brother Wolf, this kid has no sincerity at all, let me kill him!” The man with the green wolf head tattoo pressed his blade to Ye Guichen’s neck, ready to behead him at Wu Lang’s command.

Ye Guichen showed no sign of panic on his face, lightly shaking his head, ”Heh, you want to kill me?”

Suddenly, his eyes widened, Ye Guichen shouted in a low voice, ”Die!”

The next second, a chilling scene unfolded.

The man with the green wolf head tattoo suddenly looked horrified, his hand that held the sword trembling.

No one understood what had happened.

But soon, the man fell to the ground, his body quickly withering.

In less than a minute, he became a dried-up corpse, as dead as can be.

Everyone stepped back several paces in fright, staring at Ye Guichen with fear.

Ye Guichen lightly tugged his hand outward, easily breaking the ox tendon binding him.

”Now, do you still think I’m just boasting?” Ye Guichen asked, looking playfully at Wu Lang.

No one dared to speak up anymore.

What Ye Guichen did just then was too unbelievable.

They had never seen anything like it.

”Why are you doing this?” After a long pause, Wu Lang finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

”Heh, because I want you to acknowledge me as your master and work for me. Of course, I don’t have much time, you have just one day. If you can’t lure the City Lord of Yong’an City out in one day, you will have no value to me.”

Saying this, Ye Guichen glanced at the withered corpse: ”At that time, you’ll meet the same end as him.”

”Presumptuous!”

”How dare you threaten the boss!”

”Damn, we’ve got nearly a thousand people here, are we afraid of him?”

”Brother Wolf, say the word, we’ll risk our lives to take down this sinister kid!”

The crowd was visibly outraged, clearly incensed by Ye Guichen’s arrogance.

Ye Guichen merely smirked disdainfully.

His goal was simple: bring Wu Lang under his command, and then create chaos in Yong’an City, allowing Wu Lang to seize the opportunity for growth.

Of course, Wu Lang had to be his loyal pawn.

Otherwise, Ye Guichen wouldn’t hesitate to kill him.

Once chaos ensued in Yong’an City, Wu Lang could surely expand his influence, and it wouldn’t be long before things started to look up.

By then, even if the Yan King wanted to act against him, Ye Guichen would have leverage besides being the Son of the Nether Emperor.

”Why should I believe you!” Wu Lang’s voice suddenly rose, drowning out the noise.

Ye Guichen wore a mocking expression, ”Because you have no choice but to believe me.”

”So, you still want to fight me?” Wu Lang sneered, ”With your mere third level of Qi Refinement, even though I don’t know what strange methods you used to kill my man, but to take on me might not be so easy?”

”Heh, is that so?”

Ye Guichen suddenly took a step forward.

Then, he swung a palm at Wu Lang.

At the same time, he unleashed the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique to the fullest.