My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Damn it, how could this kid be faster than me?” Wu Que, whose body kept shifting in the air, was stunned to find he couldn’t locate Ye Guichen’s figure. His heart was filled with shock as his fiery red eyes constantly searched for traces of Ye Guichen.

”Bang!”

The space beside Wu Que subtly shifted, revealing a figure. Accompanying it was a golden fist that hurled toward Wu Que, its surface covered in layers of sharp golden True Qi, ready to blast Wu Que’s back with blinding speed.

”Fourth Brother, watch out!” Ming Wu shouted anxiously from afar upon seeing this scene.

”Hmm?”

Wu Que, a part of the divine beast bloodline, seemed to sense imminent danger about to fall upon him. In a panic, his body suddenly twisted away, narrowly dodging Ye Guichen’s punch targeted at his back, though the residual force of the fist still broke one of Wu Que’s arms.

A series of shrieks echoed instantly.

At this moment, Wu Que rapidly distanced himself from Ye Guichen, reaching Hui Long’s side, and glared venomously at Ye Guichen. His stare seemed to carve into Ye Guichen like a knife; if looks could kill, Ye Guichen would have died a thousand times by now.

Ye Guichen casually stood in place, looking playfully at Wu Que, directly ignoring Wu Que’s glare.

Right then, Hui Long’s hand flashed, and a fiery red potion bottle appeared in his hand and opened it straight away. A rich medicinal fragrance wafted out, as he poured a blood-red pill to Wu Que to consume. In an instant, Wu Que’s previously broken arm was fully recovered.

”Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, all three of you together go at him.” Hui Long said to the three beside him.

”This kid’s strength far exceeds the cultivation level he shows, better safe than sorry, do not take him lightly.” Hui Long silently warned.

”Rest assured, Big Brother, the three of us will definitely leave him with only a shred of his soul.” Shang Hu, who had been silent, said deeply, as a faint blue light emanated from his body.

”Oh? If a solo fight won’t work, you’re resorting to gang-beating, huh?” Ye Guichen looked at the trio’s stance and taunted them.

”Then I shall unleash my dogs on you!”

Ye Guichen directly summoned Little Black from Jiuyou Tower.

Little Black appeared out of nowhere, staring at Ye Guichen with a quizzical look, asking why he was summoned.

”Eat those three for me.” Ye Guichen pointed at the three ahead with a playful expression towards Little Black.

Following Ye Guichen’s finger, Little Black looked over and found to his surprise that all four possess strong Demon Clan bloodline, showing delight.

Little Black barked twice at Ye Guichen, his form radiating hell-like flames, as the Yinming energy around him unconsciously converged onto Little Black. His body suddenly grew as tall as two stories, the three heads greedily absorbing the surrounding Yinming energy, vaguely growing a few more feet.

”Hmm? It seems this Netherworld Mountain somehow naturally benefits Little Black!” Ye Guichen clearly didn’t expect Little Black could absorb the surrounding Yinming energy; had he known, he would have let Little Black pave the way.

The three before him were ablaze with fury in their eyes; letting a dog combat their noble bloodline was the greatest insult to them, wishing to rip Ye Guichen to pieces.

The three simultaneously gathered their energy and shot towards Ye Guichen, while Wu Que from afar transformed into a meteor, continuously harassing Ye Guichen with attacks from above.

Meanwhile, Shang Hu was blocked by Little Black outside, unable to approach.

”Hmph! Let me show the power of my Xuanwu Intent Fist!” Ming Wu’s shirt abruptly exploded, revealing sharply defined muscles charged with immense power. He punched toward Ye Guichen, where an illusory Xuanwu shadow flashed in his fist, bearing down on Ye Guichen with unstoppable momentum.

”Five Elephant Power!”

Seeing the might of Ming Wu’s punch, Ye Guichen didn’t dare be careless. He directly activated the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Skill, golden True Qi enveloping his fist, accompanied by the sound of elephant roars, to counter Ming Wu’s Xuanwu Intent Fist.

Simultaneously, a pitch-black flame targeted Ye Guichen’s back, burning through the Yinming energy in the air, intending to turn Ye Guichen to nothingness.

”Bang.”

Ye Guichen’s Dragon Elephant Power collided with the Xuanwu Intent Fist, and a mighty figure instantly flew backward, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Then Ye Guichen’s form suddenly flashed; he took up the Immortal Slayer Sword and slashed at the black flame behind him, turning the flame to nothingness.

”Damn, how could this kid have such powerful strength!” Ming Wu was secretly shocked after enduring Ye Guichen’s Dragon Elephant Power.

His fist already encompassed Xuanwu fist intent; he was definitely confident in reducing even a proud Barbarian Tribe member to dust with a single punch. Unexpectedly, the kid’s power actually surpassed his, something Ming Wu couldn’t accept at all.

His face darkened suddenly, drawing out a stream of essence blood, which he spat directly onto his fist. The Xuanwu shadow on his fist instantly solidified, gradually building into a terrifying force.