My Silly, Sweet Wife

Although the Corpse Master and Ghost Lady still harbored some doubts at Haotian’s words, their spirits were lifted.

In the legends, the Snake Woman is said to have intricate ties with the supreme Immortal Supreme. If they could capture her, even just a sip of her blood would be a hundred times more potent than consuming countless spirit pills and wondrous medicines.

Moreover, if the Snake Woman is indeed hidden within their Netherworld Mountain, it would surely be like capturing a turtle in a jar. In that case, without anyone knowing, they could easily ascend to immortality.

”Young Master, has the Snake Woman truly lost her cultivation?” Ghost Lady was still anxious.

Haotian did not respond but turned to look at the seventeen burning candles: ”Aside from leaving me as a pawn, the Demon Saint also left behind seventeen Demon Generals. That Chang Hu is merely the most useless one, haha. I will act in several ways; you will go search for the Snake Woman, and I will send people after Ye Guichen. At the same time, I will harvest lives massively, using the blood of humanity to refine the hidden gate!”

The Corpse Master and Ghost Lady couldn’t help but look at the sixteen still-burning candles.

They had witnessed the terror of that Chang Hu, likely exceeding even the Nascent Soul Peak; even facing him at their full strength would require considerable effort.

Yet, Chang Hu was merely the most useless one.

How terrifying must the remaining sixteen Demon Generals be?

Daring not to think further, the two immediately lowered their heads: ”Subordinates obey.”

Haotian gestured for them to leave first.

Once they departed, Haotian extended his right hand. The seemingly ordinary fingers transformed into sharp claws.

Then, he slashed his right hand with the claws.

With a hiss, a stream of blood spurted.

Haotian tossed the blood onto one of the candles.

The blood ignited instantly, forming a towering black shadow.

The shadow stretched lazily and jumped down from the candle.

The figure appeared female, yet dozens of eyes were growing on her chest.

Even her tongue, when lightly extended, could stretch several meters.

”The Hundred-eyed Woman pays respect to the Young Master,” the bizarre-looking woman bowed to Haotian, and her voice was like a nightingale, melodiously captivating.

If one did not look at her appearance, that voice would surely mesmerize a multitude.

”Go,” Haotian said without further words, waving his hand.

The woman shook herself briefly, her upper body donned clothes, appearing like a charming lady.

”As you command.” After saluting, the Hundred-eyed Woman walked gracefully toward the void and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Barbarian Tribe’s territory.

The night passed swiftly.

Ye Guichen lay on a fragrant grassy field, gazing at the stars, with endless emotions filling his heart.

The journey was long, and unknowingly, he had traveled far.

Out of nowhere, Ye Guichen realized he missed home a bit.

He missed that old fellow, Li Fengxian.

Yet, it seemed there was no path to retreat anymore.

Especially since the father, with whom he exchanged few words, told him his mother was likely at Netherworld Mountain.

This became the belief that sustained Ye Guichen to continue.

”Mother?”

Ye Guichen murmured, unknowingly falling asleep.

Not far away, Yu Wenxuan gazed quietly at Ye Guichen, her eyes filled with a myriad of tender emotion, like honey that couldn’t dissolve.

Early the next morning, Ye Guichen was awakened by a noisy clamor.

It was rare to sleep so peacefully.

Ye Guichen suddenly realized he hadn’t slept this comfortably for a long time.

Opening his eyes and looking toward the source of the noise, he was taken aback.

A dense crowd of Barbarians stood in his view.

Each held a Wolf Fang Club and carried beast-hide bundles on their backs, eagerly watching him.

Coupled with the physique of these Barbarians, the scene was overwhelmingly impactful.

At least ten thousand Barbarians.

”What is this...” Ye Guichen hesitated for a moment before speaking.

The Barbarian King approached Ye Guichen and knelt: ”Master, we, the Barbarian Tribe, are ready. As long as you give the order, through mountains of blades or seas of fire, we will follow.”

Ye Guichen’s throat moved twice, suddenly unsure what to say.

Initially, he thought the Barbarians following him would be impressive, but truly seeing so many, the scene was beyond his imagination.

Too overwhelming!

It could be described simply as the Barbarians crossing the land, leaving no blade of grass behind.

Every city encountered, every person they met, would likely flee hastily.

Ye Guichen suddenly wondered if bringing so many people would be too conspicuous?

”Alright, wait a moment,” Ye Guichen’s lips twitched twice. He raised his hand, and suddenly, droplets formed by the fountain of life dispersed, falling into the brows of each Barbarian.

In the next instant, the eyes of all Barbarians seemed brighter.

The Barbarian King rejoiced, bowing deeply: ”Thank you, Master!”

Ye Guichen granting them the power of the fountain of life would soon yield cultivation geniuses among them.

By then, the Barbarian power would likely rise to another level.

At this moment, the Barbarian King felt he had chosen the right path by following Ye Guichen.

All Barbarians knelt, shouting ”Master,” their voices shaking the mountains, resonating across thousands of miles.

Half an hour later, the Barbarian Tribe set off with Ye Guichen in extraordinary momentum.

Many also received the news.

This included the Sky Demon Sect, which had previously clashed with Ye Guichen.

Since Wu Xiang’s death, the news soon reached the Sky Demon Sect.

The Sky Demon Sect Leader was furious, determined to kill Ye Guichen for Wu Xiang’s revenge, dispatching thousands of experts to exterminate him.

And upon the Barbarian Tribe’s departure, thousands of experts had also gathered on their destined path.

Originally, they thought killing Ye Guichen would be easy.

After all, with thousands of experts dispatched, who couldn’t they kill?

But seeing the vast Barbarian army, the Sky Demon Sect fledged members were dumbfounded.

Especially noting two Barbarians carrying a vine chair on which Ye Guichen was seated, their world view suddenly seemed chaotic.

”Is the rumor true, has that lad really subdued the Barbarians?”

Someone’s voice began to quiver.

The Sky Demon Sect was formidable, not concerned even with major sects like Tingxue Pavilion.

Moreover, renowned for its ruthless methods, anyone who offended the Sky Demon Sect faced inevitable retribution; from individuals to all their associates, none escaped.

Thus, the Sky Demon Sect’s name invoked fear wherever heard.

Yet now, the sect’s members suddenly felt the situation was critical.

”Elder, what should we do? That lad seems to be the one who killed Wu Xiang, should we take action?”

Gazing at Ye Guichen in supreme comfort, a middle-aged man asked the elder beside him, lips trembling uncontrollably.

The elder was among the top ten experts in the Sky Demon Sect, dispatched to kill Ye Guichen, a recognition in itself.

But seeing tens of thousands of Barbarians defending Ye Guichen, the elder also began to shiver.

”Wu Xiang was the son of our Sect Leader, if we don’t avenge him, our Sky Demon Sect would be ridiculed by the martial world?” the elder passionately stated.

”Yet, under such circumstances, what could we possibly do?” the middle-aged man grimaced.

The elder knitted his brows, whispering: ”How about this, you go and greet that Ye lad, try to lure him over.”

The middle-aged man began to jump: ”Elder, do you think I’m a fool?”