My Silly, Sweet Wife

In the distance, the sacred infant saw Ye Guichen absorb all the life essence he painstakingly gathered, and not without a bit of a pout, he angrily left with the Ghost King.

Ye Guichen stopped the operation of the Cultivation Technique, slowly withdrawing his mind, and felt his current realm.

”I never thought that by refining and absorbing a portion of the life source, I would unexpectedly break through to the fourth level of Nascent Soul Realm. It looks like there’s an opportunity to absorb the remaining life essence completely, striving for a breakthrough to the Divinity Transformation Realm,” Ye Guichen thought inwardly.

But now is not the time to continue cultivating. Ye Guichen scanned the surroundings and realized the sacred infant and Ghost King had left, so he didn’t linger any longer, withdrawing his mind from Jiuyou Tower, returning to the Stairway to Heaven.

Ye Guichen looked at the mist-shrouded Stairway to Heaven in front of him, steadied his mind, and continued forward.

”Hmm”

Suddenly a gust of wind, and a bottle rolled to Ye Guichen’s feet.

Ye Guichen focused his gaze, realizing it was the Divine Blood Pill that Hui Long had just given to Ming Wu and the others.

Ye Guichen opened the medicine bottle in his hand, a refreshing scent of medicine wafting out, and inside lay a steady blood-red pill.

Pouring the blood-red pill into his hand, Ye Guichen examined it closely, thinking of the miraculous effects it had after Ming Wu and Wu Que consumed it. He couldn’t help but feel extremely curious.

It seems this should be something similar to the life source, but what’s contained within isn’t human life essence, but rather the life essence of demon beasts. However, it’s unclear what distinguishes the two.

But now isn’t the time for Ye Guichen to study this pill, so he directly put the blood-red pill back and placed it in his ring, continuing forward.

By now Ye Guichen had traveled almost half of the Stairway to Heaven, getting close to Netherworld Mountain’s halfway point. Ye Guichen steadied his mind and continued forward.

In an instant, with no more obstructions, Ye Guichen quickly reached the halfway point using his versatile Divine Movement.

Ye Guichen gazed at the Netherworld Mountain in front of him. In the middle of the mountain were surprisingly two pitch-black dragon mouths; one emitted numerous corrosive green pus from within continuously, while the other had pitch-black water flowing out, giving a sinister and eerie feeling.

It seems this black river beneath Netherworld Mountain originates from here.

Seeing the scene before him, Ye Guichen couldn’t help but marvel.

Looking further ahead, the view suddenly opened up, and a magnificent palace came into Ye Guichen’s line of sight. The palace was entirely pitch-black, not built from glazed tiles or golden bricks, but instead piled up with eerie white bones. The bones were bright throughout, casting a bright glow on the Holy Temple, appearing extraordinarily strange.

This must be the Holy Temple.

To think the Holy Temple I saw with my own eyes was like this, yet Ye Guichen’s heart is still filled with excitement despite it all.

Rumor has it that his mother is on this Netherworld Mountain.

The word ”mother” has been lingering in his mind day and night since his birth, and now it’s the closest he’s ever been to her. This filled Ye Guichen’s heart with excitement.

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Meanwhile, in another corner.

A snake-tailed woman was curled upon the ground, her beautiful eyes tightly shut, seemingly enduring some kind of pain. Fresh blood occasionally seeped from the silvery-white scales, making her look extremely pitiful.

”Hmm? Chenchen”

The woman suddenly sensed something, and her previously pained eyes opened instantly, revealing a look of surprise, but this surprise quickly turned into deep worry.

”Why, why did you come to such a dangerous place?” Her eyes reflected deep helplessness and concern.

”Originally, I left you in the mortal world because I didn’t want you involved in cultivators’ conflicts. However, it seems impossible to escape this damned fate!” The woman cried out unwillingly in her heart.

”I can’t continue sitting and waiting. If the Demon Clan’s Young Master captures Chenchen, he’ll definitely use this to force me to emerge. I have to find Chenchen before the Demon Clan’s Young Master.” With a determined look, the woman stood up, painfully enduring the agony transmitted by her body.

The snake tail of her lower body suddenly vanished, replaced by a pair of flawless and pristine beautiful legs, as if crafted from exquisite jade, straight and long, full of allure.

Then, the woman’s figure moved slightly, and her body suddenly split into three, transforming into three identical people, all disappearing from the original spot.

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Inside the Holy Temple.

Haotian sat arrogantly on the long chair at the center of the palace, while fresh blood continued to circulate above it, eerily unable to stain the body of the Demon Clan’s Young Master.

Haotian looked down condescendingly, while a person with a beast’s body respectfully kneeled before him.

”How are the tasks given to you progressing?” Haotian asked coldly.

”Reporting to the Young Master, the Demon Clan assembly order has been issued among the subordinates. I believe the hidden demon clans and half-demons will soon gather beneath Netherworld Mountain upon seeing the order,” said the man below.

”Very well,” Haotian showed a satisfied expression upon hearing this response.

”Even without the Snake Woman, with my Demon Clan’s millions of soldiers, we could slaughter the million cultivators beneath Netherworld Mountain, enough to break the Enclosed Gate’s seal.”

”Hahaha,” Haotian’s delighted laughter echoed within the palace.

”Ye Guichen, you wouldn’t have thought you were helping our Demon Clan to break the Enclosed Gate seal, would you? You’ll become the sinner of the entire human world. I want to keep you by my side to enjoy this massacre festivity with me,” Haotian thought of Ye Guichen and couldn’t help but churn with anger.

”Have them accelerate. I must see my Demon Clan army within three days, or else...” As Haotian spoke, a cold light flashed from his eyes towards the man in the palace.

The man immediately trembled, his body unconsciously lowered even more, almost touching the ground.

”Rest assured, Young Master. I’ll attend to it immediately, immediately!” Saying this, the man fled frantically, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.