My Silly, Sweet Wife

Li Jianyi cast a deep glance at Xuanyuan Wudi: ”Alright, the green hills won’t change, and the rivers will flow forever. Judging by your looks, you’re probably after the Longevity Pill from the Eternal Life Hall, aren’t you? Dare to leave your names, and we’ll come seeking revenge!”

”Scram!”

Xuanyuan Wudi roared once again, and the gray wolf followed with a howl, scaring Li Jianyi and his group to retreat several steps hastily.

Li Jianyi glared fiercely at Xuanyuan Wudi, knowing that they were no match for him. Not even bothering to tend to the deceased man’s body, he urged his disciples to leave the place quickly.

”Uncle Master, did the Young Master just die like that?”

”We came to Great Cold Mountain to seek medicine to save the Old Villa Master. If the Old Villa Master finds out the Young Master died, even if we bring back the Longevity Pill, how will we explain this to him?”

”Yeah, that Old Blind Man was too arrogant. We just asked a simple question, and he killed the Young Master! We must avenge this!”

The group was filled with righteous indignation, their eyes red with emotion.

Li Jianyi frowned, not having expected things to turn out this way.

”Stay calm. The Young Master can’t just die like this. You all saw earlier; the strongest among them was probably just that Old Blind Man. We should go ahead and ambush him. Once he’s subdued, the rest will fall apart. We absolutely cannot confront him directly now; otherwise, the Young Master’s death would be in vain.”

Hearing this, everyone felt that Li Jianyi made some sense.

If they really engaged Xuanyuan Wudi directly, they probably wouldn’t stand a chance.

But if they laid an ambush for a surprise attack, victory seemed assured.

After discussing, they swiftly moved forward.

Ye Guichen could only sigh helplessly.

This Xuanyuan Wudi, though old, still had a fiery temper. It seemed that except for being meek and mild in front of Ye Guichen, he would start killing at the slightest disagreement with others.

However, seeing Li Jianyi and the others’ attire earlier, Ye Guichen was inexplicably reminded of the two subordinates of Shen Mu he had encountered in the vast desert.

One seemed to be called the Ten Sword Immortals, and the other Li Liuliu.

”Wan Jian Villa, never really heard of it. Do you know anything about it?” Ye Guichen curiously asked.

Luo Huasheng and Gongsun Fengying shook their heads, indicating they didn’t know.

Xuanyuan Wudi snorted coldly, ”Young Master, this Wan Jian Villa belongs to a hidden clan, rarely appearing in the eyes of the world. It exists in the space between secret sects and secular powers. Even the four great families of the Capital City do not regard them highly, yet in the eyes of the hidden sects, they’re nothing.”

”It’s said that Wan Jian Villa inherited a precious sword years ago, boasting it as an Immortal Sword that cuts through iron like mud. But no one has ever seen it. Hmph, from what I know, the Villa Master of Wan Jian Villa was severely injured in a duel years ago, nearly dying. Even though he was lucky to survive, his meridians were severely damaged, losing his former glory. Such a declining clan, daring to talk tough with me; it’s their fortune that I haven’t killed them all.”

Gongsun Fengying finally couldn’t help but ask, ”Senior, is the Wan Jian Villa you’re talking about the same one that appeared in the Martial Arts Tournament years ago?”

”What do you mean?” Ye Guichen asked, a bit confused.

The Martial Arts Tournament years ago?

Ye Guichen hadn’t heard of it.

Gongsun Fengying quickly nodded, ”Yes, it’s said the true Martial Arts Tournament is held every five years, covertly distributing power. In our sprawling Hua Country, reportedly, only those at Lord Military God’s level have the qualification to participate. If one’s realm didn’t reach the Grandmaster Realm, they wouldn’t even have the qualification to enter.”

”Haha, little girl, you know quite a bit!” Xuanyuan Wudi laughed heartily upon hearing this: ”Indeed, the Lord Military God Chu Tiannan, whom you all revere, is nothing but a tool for connecting with the secular world in the eyes of those hidden clans. It’s only because Chu Tiannan listens, they haven’t replaced him. Otherwise, who knows if he could have held the position of Military God for so many years.”

”Hmph, back in the day, I, the Great Ming King, once slapped five experts like Chu Tiannan to death. If I weren’t crippled, blind, and old now, I could have wiped out those clueless Wan Jian Villa people with just a breath!”

Gongsun Fengying and Luo Huasheng were shocked as they looked at Xuanyuan Wudi.

Killed five experts like the Military God with a slap?

Are you boasting?

Yet, although they were skeptical, they dared not question.

Moreover, they understood that even if Xuanyuan Wudi was exaggerating, killing a Martial Arts Grandmaster level expert should be easy for him.

This old fellow is truly domineering.

”Then, Senior, those people who’ve lost their companions surely won’t let this go easily. What should we do next?” Gongsun Fengying asked softly.

Xuanyuan Wudi snorted coldly: ”What else? Of course, we keep moving forward. If they dare to target us again, we’ll kill them.”

”Senior Xuanyuan, can you stop being so trigger-happy?” Ye Guichen couldn’t help speaking.

Xuanyuan Wudi immediately assumed a submissive posture: ”Young Master, without the spirit of slaughter, how can we avenge the Netherworld Emperor? Every ruler has climbed over corpses to reach the top. However, if you don’t wish to see my bloodshed, I can take them somewhere out of your sight to kill them.”

Ye Guichen felt a bit speechless: ”Fine, do what you will. Just try to make as few enemies as possible in this dangerous journey.”

Ye Guichen felt somewhat helpless with Xuanyuan Wudi, and thinking of their earlier mention of the Longevity Pill, he curiously asked, ”Do you know what that Longevity Pill Li Jianyi mentioned is?”

Xuanyuan Wudi curled his lips disdainfully: ”Young Master, the Longevity Pill, as the name suggests, is a pill for longevity. Hmph, but to my knowledge, no one in the world can truly create such a pill. The Netherworld Emperor established an alchemy organization of over ten thousand people dedicating themselves daily to researching this pill without a trace of success. Yet they now claim to acquire it? Ridiculous.”

Ye Guichen twitched the corner of his mouth.

Xuanyuan Wudi seemed to hold no one in high regard apart from the Netherworld Emperor.

But as the Great Ming King, perhaps he truly had such qualifications.

Mobilizing over ten thousand people to research the Longevity Pill, such resolve was undoubtedly astonishing.

As they conversed, the group continued forward.

This time, initially, nothing unusual happened, but when they approached Great Cold Mountain, they encountered an obstacle in the form of a swamp.

Though not vast, the swamp seemed like a wide river, blocking Ye Guichen and his group.

”Cross the swamp, and you’ll enter Great Cold Mountain’s territory. Haha, if you’re afraid of death, you can still turn back now!” Wei Donglin looked at the swamp, releasing a series of cold laughs.