My Silly, Sweet Wife

Song Botong saw Zuo Qiuyun’s solemn expression, and couldn’t help but feel unease growing in his heart.

"Please speak directly, Taoist Zuo. What exactly is the extent of my mother’s injuries?" Song Botong asked anxiously, his face darkened with worry.

Zuo Qiuyun sighed deeply and said, "Elder Song’s body is filled with corpse energy. If treated in time a few days ago, there might have been a slim chance of survival. But now the corpse energy has gradually spread from the heart veins to the soul. It’s important to know that the soul is the root of a human being. Once Elder Song’s soul is consumed by the corpse energy, she will become an unconscious entity, not unlike a killing machine."

Pausing for a moment, Zuo Qiuyun lowered his voice: "Brother Song, the most sensible thing now would actually be to burn her while she still has her consciousness. This is the wisest decision for the Song Family..."

Song Botong’s body went limp upon hearing Zuo Qiuyun’s words, and he fell straight backward, his eyes turning lifeless and dull, like a walking corpse.

Zuo Qiuyun hurried forward to support Song Botong, stopping his fall. He whispered in his ear, "If there’s really no other way, to preserve the Song family’s future, you should quickly gather those with talent within your family, and I’ll swiftly take them to Dragon and Tiger Mountain. This way, there is hope for your family to rise again!"

Song Botong was awakened by Zuo Qiuyun’s words. A sudden realization sparked in his previously dazed eyes as he grabbed Zuo Qiuyun’s sleeve and knelt before him.

"Master Zuo, the Dragon and Tiger Mountain has been eradicating evildoers for so many years; there must be a way to restrain the Devouring Blood Scripture!" Song Botong said, trembling.

Zuo Qiuyun frowned deeply, looking troubled. "Facing such an evil Cultivation Technique, if the Sect Leader were here, the matter might be resolved smoothly. However, Dragon and Tiger Mountain is a full 200 kilometers away from Taihe Town, and the wedding day is set for tomorrow. Even if I rush there day and night, I’m afraid I won’t make it in time!"

"No, perhaps there is still someone who can help your Song family through this crisis, but it’s uncertain whether he’s willing to lend a hand." Zuo Qiuyun recalled Ye Guichen’s power at the Spirit Stone mine, especially that black tower that made his heart palpitate, and he contemplated for a moment.

"Who? Who? If he can save my family from fire and water, I’d give up our century-old legacy without hesitation! This is a critical moment, please, Taoist Zuo, speak plainly!" Song Botong asked with hopeful eyes.

"Ye Guichen!" Zuo Qiuyun declared resolutely.

"Ye Guichen? Taoist Zuo, you mean that Ye Guichen who explored the Spirit Stone mine with you?" Song Botong’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Taoist Zuo saw Song Botong’s expression and couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile, rubbing his nose he said, "In fact, the issues at the Spirit Stone mine were all solved by him. I was just... Ah! There’s no point mentioning it further."

Zuo Qiuyun quickly recounted what happened at the Spirit Stone mine to Song Botong.

"What? You... you’re saying his early-stage Golden Core cultivation was enough to single-handedly slay a Nascent Soul Realm tree spirit? And he captured its Nascent Soul?" Song Botong exclaimed in shock, his jaw practically hitting the ground.

A Nascent Soul Expert is an entity that can destroy the world with a wave of the hand, yet even though his mother has been at the Half-step Nascent Soul level for years, she would still be instantly killed by a Nascent Soul Realm expert. The strength of Ye Guichen was beyond comprehension.

Recalling his previous treatment of Ye Guichen, Song Botong was filled with regret, and sweat covered his forehead. No wonder those at the fifth level of the Golden Core could only serve as his attendants. No wonder, indeed!

Song Botong had a look of sudden realization.

"I implore Master Zuo to lend the Song family a hand!" Song Botong clutched Zuo Qiuyun’s sleeve tightly, looking at him with expectant eyes.

Zuo Qiuyun, seeing Song Botong’s pitiful state, couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotions and said compassionately, "Very well, since we’ve crossed paths, it is fate. I’ll go on your behalf."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zuo Qiuyun shot off like an arrow towards Xianhe Villa.

In the blink of an eye, Zuo Qiuyun had arrived outside Ye Guichen’s door. Hesitating on how to begin, the door opened without a breeze, and Ye Guichen was already gazing at him intently.

"I wonder what brings Taoist Zuo here at this time?" Ye Guichen asked with a charming but mischievous expression.

Since the moment Zuo Qiuyun left the Song family, Ye Guichen had already sensed his approach towards Xianhe Villa. Although Ye Guichen was focused on cultivation, his mastery of soul arts allowed him to be aware of all happenings around him.

Zuo Qiuyun, seeing the look in Ye Guichen’s eyes, felt inexplicably exposed and, upon closer inspection, realized Ye Guichen was at the fourth level of the Golden Core stage. He was in shock; in less than a day, Ye Guichen had advanced three levels. "Could he... could he have refined the Nascent Soul?"

A terrifying thought sprouted in Zuo Qiuyun’s mind.

Zuo Qiuyun stepped forward, clasped his hands, and bowed, "Mr. Ye, I have come to ask a favor."

"Oh? I wonder what brings Master Zuo here?" Ye Guichen played dumb and asked.

"Mr. Ye, are you aware of the Devouring Blood Scripture?" Zuo Qiuyun asked with a serious and grave expression.

"Devouring Blood Scripture?" Upon hearing the name, Ye Guichen couldn’t help but think of seeing Zhao Wencheng in the cave at the back of the mountain, his whole body filled with blood energy, clearly showing signs of impending demonic transformation.