My Silly, Sweet Wife

A punch slammed toward the white-robed Corpse Cultivator.

Ye Guichen could easily dodge the Barbarian King’s fist, but the Corpse Cultivator could not.

The white-robed Corpse Cultivator was terrified, wanting to call for help, but it was already impossible.

The punch landed; the white-robed Corpse Cultivator was smashed into a puddle of sludge on the spot and died then and there.

Without even sparing the white-robed Corpse Cultivator a glance, the Barbarian King turned and walked up to Ye Guichen, saying in a deep voice, "Your strength has proven yourself, but becoming Sana’s master is not that simple. Especially this ring that symbolizes our Barbarian Tribe—I will not give it to you lightly. Of course, if you can obtain the Life Spring and help Sana undergo a complete transformation, then you will be a benefactor of our Barbarian Tribe, and I will give you this storage ring as well."

The implication was that their entire Barbarian Tribe would acknowledge Ye Guichen as their lord.

That was quite an unexpected gain.

However, this time, no one objected.

Because although the Barbarian Tribe was powerful, their strength came only from a mighty physique and brute force; they simply could not cultivate.

Yet the Life Spring could allow barbarians to undergo a complete transformation.

As long as they shed the corpse nature on their bodies and become more human, they would be able to cultivate.

Just imagine—once barbarians can cultivate, and combine that with bodies even more formidable than those of the Demon Clan, their combat power would be so terrifying it would make people’s jaws drop.

Ye Guichen did not agree, nor did he refuse; he merely cupped his hands toward the barbarians. "I’ll be troubling you."

Man Wu volunteered, "Tomorrow is the day the Life Spring opens. I’ll take Mr. Ye there."

Man Wu had previously held a deep grudge against Ye Guichen, not even taking him seriously.

But the strength Ye Guichen had just displayed filled Man Wu with admiration.

Now, he only wanted to make amends.

Ye Guichen did not refuse; he had someone call Yu Wen Dou and the others over, and they stayed in the Barbarian Tribe that night.

Early the next morning, the Barbarian Tribe made ready to set out.

Every time the Life Spring opened was also the time the Barbarian Tribe worshiped the Barbarian Ancestor.

According to the Barbarian Tribe’s traditions, barbarians existed because of the Life Spring.

But back then they were not fully transformed, thus becoming a kind of half-human, half-corpse existence. Though they possessed powerful bodies, they could not cultivate, and their emotions were far more lacking than those of humans.

They felt this was a form of punishment.

However, there was a rumor: if someone could obtain the Life Spring and use its baptism to wash the bodies and souls of the later generations, the barbarians could truly undergo a complete transformation.

Yet over all these years, although the Life Spring had opened many times, no one had ever been able to step inside, let alone subdue it and control it.

Because, according to the legends passed down by the Barbarian Tribe’s ancestors, the Life Spring possessed its own Spiritual Sense, like an Artifact Spirit. If it did not recognize a master, it was simply impossible to obtain it.

In one night, Ye Guichen also heard many legends about the Life Spring.

For that very reason, Ye Guichen became even more curious about the Life Spring.

No wonder so many people coveted the Life Spring. According to the rumors, the Life Spring not only had extremely powerful nourishing effects on the soul, it also had extremely powerful nourishing effects on the body.

If an ordinary person could receive the nourishment of the Life Spring, they would be free of all illness and could easily live two or three hundred years.

And if a cultivator could cultivate within the Life Spring, the power of their soul would be elevated, and bottlenecks that were normally difficult to break through would become easy to overcome.

Not only that, the Life Spring could also help many members of the Demon Clan awaken their intelligence, and even repair extremely severe injuries.

In short, the wonders of the Life Spring were countless.

This time, the barbarians sent a full twenty people, led by Man Wu.

They carried the sacrificial demonic beasts on their shoulders, marching grandly at the front.

Ye Guichen, Yu Wen Dou, and the others followed behind them.

When they set out in the morning, the path leading to the Life Spring was shrouded in thick mist, to the point where one could barely see five fingers before one’s face.

But after they had not walked very far, that mist seemed to be blown away by something and suddenly vanished without a trace.

Their vision became clearer than ever before.

Ye Guichen and the others looked up, and ahead of them was a riot of flowers, like a valley of blooms, beautiful to the extreme.

The air was filled with fragrance; just taking a single breath made one feel relaxed and delighted.

Yu Wenxuan took a deep breath, a look of intoxication appearing on her face. She spread her arms wide, seeming to greatly enjoy the feeling.

Yu Wen Dou also wore a look of amazement.

He suddenly felt every pore of his body open up, as if Spiritual Energy was permeating the air itself.

If one cultivated under such conditions, one’s cultivation speed would probably increase two or threefold.

And this was still not the actual location of the Life Spring.

"How incredible. No wonder so many people drool over the Life Spring!" Ye Guichen couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

They stepped through the sea of flowers and continued forward for an unknown length of time. The scenery ahead suddenly shifted, and a coiling dragon statue appeared before them.

That coiling dragon statue was built against the mountain, as if the dragon’s entire body was the mountain itself.

The dragon’s eyes were closed, its mouth wide open, and water was flowing from that mouth.

The strange thing was that after that water flowed out of the dragon’s mouth and fell toward the ground, it abruptly vanished, as if it had never appeared.

At the same time, the places where the water fell were completely dry, without the slightest trace of moisture.

"Hulala, hulala!"

Just as Ye Guichen and the others were stunned by this marvelous scene, the barbarians all fell to their knees, lowered the sacrificial offerings from their shoulders, and began to kowtow in worship.

"I’ve always heard that the Life Spring is rootless water that disappears the moment it touches the ground. I never believed it before, but seeing it today, its reputation is truly well deserved!" Yu Wen Dou couldn’t help but murmur in amazement.