My Silly, Sweet Wife

All the Qin soldiers became tense.

Thirty thousand men, yet they were utterly overwhelmed by the momentum of just a few thousand.

There were even some powerful auras among them.

They were pressed to the point where they couldn’t breathe.

Wei Changfeng’s face became tense, looking extremely grim.

He hadn’t expected that what he thought was an ant he could crush with ease, a sect he could trample so it could never rise again, would turn out to be a difficult bone to chew.

What’s more, if it were not handled well, it might be hard to leave here alive today.

The Netherworld Emperor’s prestige, was it really this high?

”Haha, haha, you’ve all been deceived!” Suddenly, Wei Changfeng laughed loudly, maniacally: ”What Son of the Nether Emperor! Do you really think the Son of the Nether Emperor is still alive? The real Son of the Nether Emperor died long ago, and he is just an impostor!”

Wei Changfeng pointed to Ye Guichen and shouted loudly: ”How can you prove he is the real Son of the Nether Emperor? Don’t be ridiculous, if you come one by one, aren’t you afraid of the Seven Kings’ retaliation? Besides, if he’s not the Nether Emperor, how could he possibly make the Seven Kings submit?”

This statement aroused doubts all around.

Indeed, although Ye Guichen claimed to be the Son of the Nether Emperor.

No one could ever tell the truth from falsehood.

Xuanyuan Canghai stepped forward.

He glanced coldly at Wei Changfeng: ”Gentlemen, do you still remember me?”

Xuanyuan Canghai slowly raised his left hand, then grasped it with his right hand, giving it a gentle tug, and the arm was torn off conspicuously.

”The One-armed Prince, he is the One-armed Prince Xuanyuan Canghai!”

Some latecomers didn’t know Xuanyuan Canghai, but upon seeing the severed arm, they exclaimed in surprise.

Those who didn’t understand whispered: ”What One-armed Prince?”

”You don’t know this? Back then, Xuanyuan Canghai was highly valued by the Nether Emperor because when he ascended to the highest position, he was nearly killed by his opponents. Xuanyuan Canghai protected him at all costs, even losing an arm. Later, the Nether Emperor painstakingly found an artifact refiner to create an iron arm for Xuanyuan Canghai. Moreover, he promised to make Xuanyuan Canghai his brother, granting him a princely title, hence the name One-armed Prince.”

”However, this story has been forgotten with the demise of the Nether Emperor. Since the death of the Nether Emperor, Xuanyuan Canghai has disappeared. Many people thought he was dead, but never expected to see him today!”

”Xuanyuan Canghai, when the Young Master was born, you saw him with your own eyes. Tell us, is he the Son of the Nether Emperor!” someone shouted loudly.

Xuanyuan Canghai, seeing his identity confirmed, actually had a doubt in his heart.

Ye Guichen’s appearance was too sudden, unverifiable.

His rash visit was also to verify Ye Guichen’s identity.

If he was an impostor, Xuanyuan Canghai wouldn’t hesitate to kill him on the spot.

If he was truly the Son of the Nether Emperor, Xuanyuan Canghai resolved that he would protect Ye Guichen with his life.

Seeing someone raise doubts, Xuanyuan Canghai came to Ye Guichen and cupped his hand: ”Young Master, may I have your hand? I want to test something.”

Ye Guichen also had some doubts about his own identity.

Obviously, this Xuanyuan Canghai could verify his identity.

Thinking about it, he was genuinely conflicted inside.

Today’s situation was all due to the lingering prestige of the Nether Emperor.

If he were proven not to be the Son of the Nether Emperor, those who came to support him would not only refuse to help but might even turn and kill him with the Qin soldiers.

At that point, it would only boost King Qin.

But if he didn’t do as Xuanyuan Canghai said, doubts would certainly arise in their hearts, creating inevitable rifts.

Of course, the one most eager to know the truth about himself was Ye Guichen.

Even though he had long borne the title of Son of the Nether Emperor, he had never been truly confirmed.

If he were proven true today, it would fulfill a long-held wish.

Even if he were not the Son of the Nether Emperor, at worst, he could walk away, and who could stop him here?

In the worst-case scenario, if his identity were confirmed, the path he needs to follow next would be better supported, making his cultivation journey relatively smoother.

”Young Master?” Seeing Ye Guichen hesitate, Xuanyuan Canghai frowned and asked again.

Ye Guichen came back to his senses, nodded gently, and extended his hand.

Xuanyuan Canghai took out a dagger and slit Ye Guichen’s arm with a slash.

Blood gushed out.

Everyone was startled.

Especially the people from the Silver Spear Sect, who rushed forward, ready to confront Xuanyuan Canghai.

In their minds, whether or not Ye Guichen was the Son of the Nether Emperor, he was their Sect Leader of the Silver Spear Sect.

Now that someone dared to harm their Sect Leader, how could they let it go?

Ye Guichen sensed no malice from Xuanyuan Canghai, raised a hand to stop the Silver Spear Sect, and then looked down at Xuanyuan Canghai.

Xuanyuan Canghai looked serious, took out a transparent small bottle from his bosom.

There was a golden little worm inside the small bottle.

Xuanyuan Canghai held the small bottle high and shouted: ”Inside is a Gu worm specifically refined with the bloodline of the Nether Emperor. In the entire world, only the bloodline of the Nether Emperor can counter this Gu worm. Now, I will drop the Young Master’s blood into the bottle. If the Gu worm devours the blood without a care, then the Young Master is a fake, and without your intervention, I will personally kill him!”

Saying this, Xuanyuan Canghai glanced at Ye Guichen and continued: ”If the Young Master is of the Nether Emperor’s bloodline, this Gu worm will turn into gold water.”