My Silly, Sweet Wife

Ye Guichen also learned that this area is much more vast than he had imagined, and the land occupied by the Seven Kings is just a drop in the ocean.

Although the Seven Kings occupy the South, the further north he goes, the more powerful sects he encounters.

It is said that countless miles away lie both first-rate and second-rate sects.

In those sects, even a Foundation Establishment Cultivator is just an ordinary cultivator.

Naturally, Ye Guichen felt a longing rise in his heart.

Even if one could become the Netherworld Emperor, what of it?

It’s merely an ordinary lifespan, destined to reach an end.

But if one could attain eternal life, that would be the true Path of Eternal Life.

Thus, Ye Guichen has resolved, after killing the Seven Kings and paying tribute to the Netherworld Emperor, he must head north in pursuit of the Path of Eternal Life.

Meanwhile, as Ye Guichen led people towards Three Harmonies Valley, both Qin soldiers and Qi soldiers there braced for a major confrontation.

Looking at Wei Changfeng’s corpse, all the Qin soldiers felt as if the sky had fallen.

”Vice Commander Zuo, what should we do?” Someone asked a man in armor.

The man wore blue armor and exuded a regal presence.

Aside from Wei Changfeng, he was the highest-ranking and most powerful commander in Three Harmonies Valley.

He was named Zuo Lengqiu, a close confidant of King Qin.

King Qin is suspicious by nature; although he had high regard for Wei Changfeng, he never fully trusted him.

After all, Wei Changfeng had once deceived his master to obtain the Black-gold blade, even causing his master to cough up blood. Shortly thereafter, his master died and vanished.

So while King Qin employed Wei Changfeng, he always had someone monitor him.

Zuo Lengqiu was the person King Qin used to monitor Wei Changfeng.

Zuo Lengqiu hadn’t expected Wei Changfeng to die, and the Dan God Sect provocatively sent back his corpse.

Expressionless, he grabbed a Qin soldier beside him: ”Who sent it? What did they say?”

The soldier trembled, ”It was two Qi Refinement Level Five experts. They sent the body and told us to keep our necks ready; in half a day, the Young Master will come to kill us!”

”What?” Zuo Lengqiu’s brow furrowed: ”What Young Master? And Wei Changfeng took thirty thousand soldiers this time, and also drew some forces from Three Harmonies Valley; where are those men? Are they all dead?”

The soldier replied trembling, ”Apparently, they all pledged allegiance to the Young Master.”

”Young Master?” Zuo Lengqiu’s face turned icy: ”What damn Young Master! King Qin has only three princes, all of whom are in the Qin Palace; there is no Young Master!”

”Not King Qin’s Young Master, but, but the Son of Nether Emperor!” The soldier seemed to muster all his strength to utter those words.

Zuo Lengqiu was dumbfounded by the news.

”Wasn’t the Son of Nether Emperor supposed to be a fake? What on earth happened?” Zuo Lengqiu nearly roared.

Subsequently, the soldier recounted the rumor he had heard.

Zuo Lengqiu stood stunned: ”Really? That kid, really is the Son of Nether Emperor?”

”Yes, Commander Zuo, the opponent really is the Son of Nether Emperor. What should we do? Should we fight him?” The soldier evidently felt a sense of awe, somewhat hesitating.

Upon hearing this, Zuo Lengqiu’s face darkened, and he grabbed the soldier’s throat: ”You now swear loyalty to King Qin, who has been dead for over twenty years; even if the Son of Nether Emperor truly returns, what of it? If you dare to disrupt the army morale, believe me, I’ll kill you!”

”But he’s the Son of Nether Emperor, the sole bloodline under his banner!” The soldier protested.

”Enough!” Zuo Lengqiu suddenly applied force, snapping the soldier’s neck and casually tossed his corpse aside, looking at the other Qin soldiers with icy contempt: ”You survive on King Qin’s provisions; what has the Nether Emperor ever given you? Hmph, don’t even mention the Son of Nether Emperor; even if the Nether Emperor himself were resurrected, what could you do? All of you, stay alert; if I hear anyone daring to call him Young Master again, that’s what awaits!”

Finishing, Zuo Lengqiu turned and entered the barracks, leaving the other Qin soldiers outside, exchanging glances, powerless to speak up.

From each other’s eyes, they saw hesitation, yet none dared to utter a word.

And as a nameless panic spread within Qin Camp, the situation in Qi Camp was no better.

Bai Qi, as the commander of Qi Camp, naturally knew about Wenren Sangmu’s mission to the Dan God Sect.

Seeing Wenren Sangmu with severed arms, Bai Qi’s face remained unmoved.

He stared at Wenren Sangmu pale-faced and terrified, and finally asked, ”Lord Wenren, what happened? Is that person really the Son of the Nether Emperor?”

Wenren Sangmu cried bitterly, shaking his head persistently: ”Whether true or not, King Qi approached with sincere intentions, Commander Bai. But to think I was treated this way. Even if he’s the Son of Nether Emperor, should he one day truly become the Nether Emperor, he may turn tyrannical, harming the common folk!”

Bai Qi ignored Wenren Sangmu’s words and suddenly asked: ”Lord Wenren, tell me honestly, did you visit the Dan God Sect to protect the Son of Nether Emperor, or to control him?”

Wenren Sangmu froze at the question, lifting his head, forgetting his tears.

He knew Bai Qi still had reverence for the Nether Emperor.

Moreover, King Qi had mentioned that Bai Qi was once under the Nether Emperor; the reason Bai Qi could now serve him was King Qi’s explanation that in past affairs, he was forced.

Hence, over the years, King Qi had sought out the whereabouts of the Nether Emperor’s descendants, hoping someday to restore the name of the Nether Emperor.

And precisely for this reason, Bai Qi willingly served King Qi.

Before coming, King Qi had instructed Wenren Sangmu not to reveal the true motives; otherwise, Bai Qi would surely harbor misgivings.

”Commander Bai, what are you thinking?” After a moment’s silence, Wenren Sangmu forced an awkward smile, then hurriedly turned his head away, fearing Bai Qi would detect something.

Although Bai Qi was a warrior, he was a regional commander who had schemed and fought Qin soldiers for years, not one to be underestimated.

He coldly stared at Wenren Sangmu, suddenly grasping his already bandaged wound, saying coldly: ”Lord Wenren, I hope you speak the truth!”

Bai Qi’s gaze made Wenren Sangmu uneasy all over.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his legs felt weak: ”Commander Bai, what truth? What I’ve told you is the truth!”

”Fine, since Lord Wenren says so, I’ll now seek out the Young Master. As for these Qi soldiers, I shall leave them behind!” Bai Qi tore his armor’s neckline, forcefully tearing it off, then grabbed his weapon, intending to leave.

Wenren Sangmu grew anxious.

”Bai Qi, what do you mean, are you going to turn traitor and rebel against King Qi?”