My Silly, Sweet Wife

Uncle Fu’s expression showed pain, and after a pause, he continued.

”The heavens do not disappoint the faithful. Soon my brother and I found a treasure, which was that Blood Nether Pearl. But around the Blood Nether Pearl were Nine Nether Dragon Soul Grass growing densely. I sensed something strange and wanted to leave with the pearl, but who could have guessed that my brother, in a moment of madness, wanted to take all of the Nine Nether Dragon Soul Grass.”

”As a result, we heard a roar from within the cave, and a blood lizard covered in scale armor crawled out, glaring at us menacingly.”

”The blood lizard’s cultivation is equivalent to the apex of the Nascent Soul Realm of human cultivators. We weren’t its opponents and quickly used our skills to escape, but who knew my brother was still caught..., and I was heavily injured by a slap to my Dantian.”

”Are you saying the Blood Nether Pearl was obtained at the foot of Netherworld Mountain?” Ye Guichen asked.

”Yes.” Uncle Fu replied.

Ye Guichen observed Little Black in the Jiuyou Tower and found it still asleep, with a faint layer of flame seemingly covering its body.

”I wonder what Little Black will be like after evolving?” Ye Guichen thought with anticipation.

”Since the matter is settled, Uncle Fu, we shall part ways.” With these words, Ye Guichen rose swiftly and sped toward the City Lord Mansion.

Uncle Fu saw Ye Guichen leave and didn’t stay any longer, returning to the border town to refine the Nascent Soul.

At this moment, Shen Qianjun was utterly confused, not knowing why Ye Guichen had the barbarian brought to the City Lord Mansion.

However, since it was Ye Guichen’s instruction, Shen Qianjun dared not slack off, and ordered the servants to prepare a banquet to warmly entertain the barbarian.

The barbarian was grabbing steaming monster meat with both hands, devouring it like a hungry wolf.

The servants watching the barbarian’s ravenous eating couldn’t help but feel disdain.

In a flash, Ye Guichen had arrived at the City Lord Mansion, and Shen Qianjun, seeing Ye Guichen’s arrival, immediately stood up to greet him. The barbarian stopped his devouring upon seeing Ye Guichen and approached him.

”Where is our Holy Daughter? Take me to find her!” The barbarian grabbed Ye Guichen’s arms, shaking them with eyes full of expectation.

”Sana is near Mingpan City. Once I finish here, I will take you to see her.” Ye Guichen explained.

”City Lord Shen, please step aside!” Ye Guichen said to Shen Qianjun.

Shen Qianjun, hearing Ye Guichen’s words, directly took Ye Guichen to his room.

”Mr. Ye? What do you wish to say?” Shen Qianjun respectfully looked at Ye Guichen.

”The black-robed man from the Spirit Treasure Pavilion is dead. I need you to take over the Spirit Treasure Pavilion and secretly gather heavenly materials and treasures for me, and I can give you forty percent! The rest you hand over to Uncle Fu at the border town.” Ye Guichen said calmly.

”What, Mr. Ye, you mean the black-robed man is dead?” Shen Qianjun could hardly believe his ears, like a thunderbolt struck him, feeling as though drenched in a cold shower, looking numb at Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen nodded in response.

Shen Qianjun’s eyes kept turning, and after a while, he spoke, ”Mr. Ye, I only need ten percent from the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, and I hope Mr. Ye can lend a hand when the Shen Family faces difficulties.”

Shen Qianjun deeply understood, in front of such a powerful figure, what’s important is not profit but goodwill. Gaining Ye Guichen’s assistance could possibly help the Shen Family overcome a crisis, which compared to ten percent is simply minor.

”Hmm?”

Ye Guichen was clearly surprised by Shen Qianjun’s request, but a moment later understood.

”Alright.” Ye Guichen replied loudly.

Ye Guichen calculated the time in his mind, as too much was delayed in Mingpan City, only three or four days remained until the opening of the Barbarian Tribe’s Ancestral Essence Source.

Thus, Ye Guichen bid farewell to Shen Qianjun and quickly left the City Lord Mansion.

Shortly after leaving the City Lord Mansion, a bloody figure swiftly approached Ye Guichen, appearing on the verge of death.

Ye Guichen looked closely and shockingly realized it was Uncle Fu, becoming infuriated.

”Uncle Fu, who injured you like this!” Ye Guichen asked angrily.

Soon Uncle Fu recounted the incident to Ye Guichen.

Having heard Uncle Fu’s words, Ye Guichen’s expression darkened.

”Gu Quan’an, you won’t even spare children!” Ye Guichen said through gritted teeth.

It turned out, after returning to the border town, Uncle Fu was preparing to refine the Nascent Soul when he heard a group of fierce people outside, aiming to capture all the children.

Uncle Fu heard the commotion at the door, put away the Nascent Soul in his hand, and walked outside.

He saw a group of people using a large net to capture the children in the yard, while Gu Quan’an observed coldly from a distance.