My Silly, Sweet Wife

The wind ceased, and the sound stopped.

Everything seemed as though it had never occurred.

That exceedingly arrogant tiger, capable of controlling zombie spirits, disappeared without a trace.

Everyone stared at Ye Guichen in shock.

Yu Wenxuan covered her mouth, looking at the misbehaving Little Black in her arms, her breathing quickened involuntarily.

No one could have imagined that the little black dog would be so fierce.

Unable to help it, Yu Wenxuan’s gaze toward Ye Guichen became as if filled with twinkling stars.

The Barbarian King was even more excited beyond measure.

Ye Guichen appeared to have done something utterly ordinary.

He gently supported with his hand.

A blue water sphere the size of a basketball appeared in his hand.

This was the Life Essence he had refined.

With the Life Essence being refined, Ye Guichen could now easily control it.

His cultivation directly soared.

"This is the Life Essence. From today on, this Life Essence is mine. The Barbarian Tribe no longer needs to guard the Life Essence. You are free."

After finishing his words, Ye Guichen grasped it in his hand once again, storing the Life Essence away.

Did he obtain the Life Essence?

The Barbarian King’s pupils contracted.

The next second, he knelt with a thud, raising the previous ring above his head with both hands: "Master, our Barbarian Tribe sincerely swears allegiance to you. Please accept our previous disregard."

Upon hearing this, the rest of the Barbarians also hurriedly knelt.

Ye Guichen completely captured the hearts of these Barbarians with his strength.

Strength is honored.

These Barbarians were convinced wholeheartedly by Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen paused, but without hesitation, stepped forward to take the ring in hand: "Alright, since this is the case, I permit you to do what you wish. Dismissed."

Having said that, Ye Guichen turned to leave.

Yet the Barbarian King and the others were unwilling.

"Master, we are willing to follow you wherever you go."

Ye Guichen frowned.

These fellows are really stubborn.

Turning his head to the Barbarian King, he said: "I am going to Yuanzhao Mountain to settle accounts with the Demon Clan there. The peril of Yuanzhao Mountain, I believe you have heard of it."

"Yuanzhao Mountain is perilous, but we are willing to go!" The Barbarian King said resolutely: "Since the existence of our Barbarian Tribe, we do not want to just be slaves eternally. But now having met the Master, we are willing to be Master’s slaves for life, as long as Master does not abandon us!"

Ye Guichen chuckled helplessly.

He glanced at the Barbarian King, thinking this fellow truly deserves to be the Barbarian King.

The Barbarian King knew he had the Life Essence, which could enlighten his people. Now, wherever Ye Guichen went, they wanted to follow.

It’s clear they want to benefit from him.

However, with the help of these Barbarians, things would indeed be easier.

He smiled, "Alright then, since this is the case, I won’t stand on ceremony. But, if all the Barbarians mobilize, there would be quite a commotion. You go back and pack up, and tomorrow we set off for Yuanzhao Mountain."

"As you command!" The Barbarian King replied, immediately instructing the Barbarians to start packing.

The entire Barbarian Tribe now numbers only around ten thousand. Across the world, perhaps only these Barbarians remain.

Gathering more than ten thousand under his command, their combat power vastly exceeded that of a million ordinary human soldiers.

Even attacking an enclave situated in perilous terrain would likely be a breeze.

After all, these Barbarians had tough skin and immense strength. Even the most perilous environments were mere flat ground to them.

Yu Wen Dou’s eyes filled with envy as he approached, his tone becoming agreeable: "Mr. Ye, our Tingxue Pavilion is on the way to Yuanzhao Mountain. If you don’t mind, would you visit Tingxue Pavilion then for a short stay? So I might express my hospitality and properly entertain you?"

Yu Wenxuan had been granted a drop of Life Essence by Ye Guichen, causing her body to undergo a tremendous transformation.

Upon returning, her cultivation of Tingxue Pavilion’s technique was bound to progress by leaps and bounds.

This kindness was akin to rebirth.

Even repayment would not be excessive.

But Yu Wen Dou’s thoughts were elsewhere. He hoped Ye Guichen and Yu Wenxuan would develop feelings, which would be ideal.

Ye Guichen hesitated slightly.

It’s not far to Yuanzhao Mountain after all.

With the Ghost King and Holy Infant leading the way, finding Yuanzhao Mountain would no longer be difficult.

Thinking it over, he nodded in agreement, "Then I’ll trouble Senior Yu Wen."

"No trouble at all." Yu Wen Dou’s smile was so wide it nearly split his face, waving his hand repeatedly.

Yu Wenxuan lowered her head, shyly pinching and rubbing the corner of her clothes.

At the same time.

A considerable distance from the Barbarian Tribe lay a large river filled with black water.

The river’s waters churned constantly like boiling, measuring dozens of miles in width.

And across the river, a bridge actually spanned.

That bridge seemed built from void, stretching from one riverbank to the other like a heavenly ladder.

The other end of the heavenly ladder was a mountain seemingly veiled in dark clouds, suspended in mid-air.

This mountain was not large, just one peak, yet the summit and base could not be seen, only a vague view of the mountain’s center through the hidden dark clouds.

The center of the mountain, like a pair of skeletal eyes, gazed upon the opposite side of the dark river.

This mountain was exactly what Ye Guichen sought—Yuanzhao Mountain.

Legend has it that Yuanzhao Mountain is the necessary path to reach the Netherworld.

Once across Yuanzhao Mountain, one can reach the Netherworld to obtain the Path of Eternal Life.

Even if one cannot become immortal, they can endure an endless existence.

Another legend suggests a mysterious cave somewhere in Yuanzhao Mountain being the absolute path to the Netherworld.