My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen didn’t expect Shen Lang to go to such lengths to avoid clashing with him.

Yang Huai’an was also stunned, giving a bitter smile: ”Mr. Ye, I’m bound by my duty; I cannot help myself!”

As he spoke, he was about to charge forward again to confront Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen had no intention of fighting Yang Huai’an either, he sighed lightly, turned around, and lept away.

Ye Guichen had the technique of divine agility and transformation, making it impossible for Yang Huai’an to catch up.

In just a moment, Ye Guichen disappeared from sight.

Yang Huai’an didn’t continue the chase, instead quickly returning to report to Zhu Ming.

”What, he escaped?” Zhu Ming was enraged upon hearing that Ye Guichen had fled from Heavenly Patrol: ”What are you all doing? Coming and going at will in our Heavenly Patrol, aren’t you just slapping us in the face?”

Yang Huai’an smiled bitterly: ”Boss, although he wasn’t very high in cultivation when we fought him, he far surpassed us, and while he took action against our brothers, none had fatal injuries; I don’t think he’s a villain at all.”

”You think?” Zhu Ming sneered: ”Hmph, what good is your feeling! Immediately order a full search and arrest for Ye Guichen; anyone who reports him will be rewarded two Spirit Stones, and anyone who captures him will be rewarded ten Spirit Stones.”

”Boss, this, is this really necessary?”

”Go quickly!” Zhu Ming did not want to explain further to Yang Huai’an, waving him off harshly.

With no choice, Yang Huai’an had to comply.

After leaving, Ye Guichen felt a strange sense of blockage in his heart.

He initially intended to help, but ended up like this.

”Haha, fate truly toys with people!” Ye Guichen did not want to stir trouble, nor did he have the inclination to cause it. If Qin Muge weren’t here, Ye Guichen felt he wouldn’t even have come to Dragon City.

But who would’ve thought, the Demon Clan likely already reached into Dragon City.

Unknowingly, Ye Guichen found himself once more before the Dragon statue.

Raising his head, Ye Guichen gazed at the statue, recalling Shen Lang’s words.

If there really were conjurers, or if that Situ Jingtian truly was a conjurer, could he have been the one to shield the Demon Clan’s aura, allowing them to wreak havoc in Dragon City?

His mind involuntary recalled the hundred and eight techniques of the Esoteric Sect.

To Ye Guichen’s surprise, there really was a technique quite similar to the conjurer’s cloaking of heavenly secrets.

However, in the hundred and eight techniques of the Esoteric Sect, that technique was referred to as the Sky Covering Technique.

True to its name, it could conceal heavenly secrets.

According to the records of the Sky Covering Technique, if cultivated to the point of Great Perfection Realm, one could alter the rules of heaven and earth and even modify many people’s memories with a simple wave of the hand.

That’s incredible!

”Sky Covering...”

Ye Guichen murmured to himself, his eyes riveted on the coiled dragon.

Strangely, Ye Guichen unexpectedly saw the eyes of the dragon statue flash twice, seeming as though they had grown pupils for an instant.

Ye Guichen’s mind seemed to reverberate momentarily.

Unconsciously, he sat down and began cultivating the Sky Covering Technique.

Once seated, Ye Guichen remained there for most of the night.

Moreover, even more astonishingly, despite the guards patrolling back and forth, as if they didn’t see Ye Guichen at all, they completely ignored him.

As dawn approached, the sky suddenly grew overcast.

Then, thunder roared through the heavens, and a tri-colored thundercloud slowly ascended.

Amidst the deafening thunder, the entire Imperial City was alarmed.

”Come quickly, look, how could a tri-colored thundercloud appear above the dragon statue?”

”I’ve heard this is the phenomenon seen when a master breakthrough occurs.”

”A master breakthrough, just how great must such a master be?”

”Well, it must at least be someone at the Golden Core Realm, right?”

”Golden Core? Are you kidding, this is tri-colored thundercloud, such cultivation can only appear with those at the Nascent Soul Realm, right?”

”What, Nascent Soul Realm? Could there really be such terrifying beings in this world?”

”Being able to trigger heavenly phenomena, what do you think?”

Many who understood the cultivation system raised their heads, staring in disbelief at the thundercloud in the sky.

Within the Imperial Palace.

Qin Cangqiong also awoke from his sleep.

He looked upward towards the thundercloud, unable to resist the feeling of awe.

As the Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, Qin Cangqiong considered himself worldly-wise, even having once been fortunate enough to witness a master at the Golden Core Realm.

Yet, this thundercloud inexplicably made him feel uneasy.

”How can tri-colored thunderclouds form here? Could it be a transcendent master appeared within the Daqian Dynasty?”

Qin Cangqiong’s gaze held a touch of envy.

Though he was the Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty, his path in cultivation hadn’t been smooth.

According to ancestral teachings, a person’s fate is limited.

Becoming the Emperor of a dynasty already occupies heaven-defying fortune.

It’s precisely for this reason, emperors face constraints on the path of cultivation, their talents often being mediocre, unlikely even to surpass the Foundation Establishment Realm, failing to achieve immortality, and living beyond a century seems out of reach.

Therefore, to genuinely pursue the path of cultivation to attain immortality, one must relinquish some power.

Yet, who in this world doesn’t desire immortality?

Who doesn’t crave vast influence?

While Qin Cangqiong himself could not cultivate the Path of Eternal Life, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t strive for it.

Over the years, Qin Cangqiong has secretly dispatched people to seek unparalleled masters beyond the Golden Core Realm, hoping to exchange for some Immortal Pill for the sake of extending his lifespan.

Yet, all these years have yielded little.

Now, with the Demon Clan causing chaos and Dragon City descending into a bizarre crisis, Qin Cangqiong increasingly longs for expert assistance.

But who would’ve expected thunderclouds to appear spontaneously?

Such a master must be befriended.

”Quick, immediately investigate which esteemed personage has passed through here!” Qin Cangqiong commanded.

Chaos erupted among the Imperial City guards, all scrambling to locate the master responsible for the tri-colored thundercloud.

In a dilapidated mansion.

Situ Jingtian sat cross-legged in mid-air.

If anyone saw Situ Jingtian seated in suspension, they’d be utterly shocked.

Even with the Foundation Establishment Realm, the ability to fly remains elusive, let alone sitting suspended over long periods.

Upon hearing the thundercloud, he too lifted his gaze.

When he saw the tri-colored thundercloud, his expression subtly changed: ”Someone else cultivating the cloaking technique of heavenly secrets? How is that possible? The Heavenly Mechanism Sect has only me left, who else could practice this rare technique in the world?”

Situ Jingtian extended his hand, producing a ruler, and swung it towards the sky.

An invisible force attacked the thundercloud.

Situ Jingtian intended to use the thundercloud to warn the other party to avoid involvement with Dragon City matters.

However, as the invisible force struck the thundercloud, it mysteriously dissipated, consumed by the cloud.

”Their Heavenly Mechanism Skill is even more profound than mine?” Situ Jingtian’s expression subtly shifted, his brow furrowed deeply.