My Silly, Sweet Wife

The people around were alarmed to find the Demon Clan silently present among them, causing slight panic in their hearts.

At this moment, Wan Qianhuan had already arrived at the entrance of the Tengyun Pavilion. His eyes darted around cunningly, feigning anger on his face as he quickly walked towards the place where Ye Guichen was.

Soon, Wan Qianhuan was confronted with a horrific scene, with blood everywhere and countless puppet fragments scattered haphazardly on the ground.

"I never expected that this kid could break our Qianji Sect’s Thousand Mechanism Formation!" Wan Qianhuan thought in shock.

Wan Qianhuan slowly looked forward, seeing Ye Guichen sitting cross-legged, using the Yimu Changqing Book to help Chen Liu recover from his injuries.

Wan Qianhuan shouted deeply, "Who dares to recklessly harm our Qianji Sect’s Third Elder? You must pay the price today!"

The people on the ground heard the voice and all looked towards the source.

"Sect Leader? The Sect Leader is here, wonderful, we are saved, saved!" They all showed joy, looking at Wan Qianhuan as if they had seen a savior, filled with hope.

Ye Guichen heard a roar mixed with True Qi approaching his ear, causing him to frown. He waved his hand, and a heavenly thunder descended, dissolving it into nothingness.

Ye Guichen folded his arms, slowly stood up, and looked calmly at the newcomers before him.

"You are the Sect Leader of the Qianji Sect?" Ye Guichen asked, looking at the person with an immortal aura before him.

"You brat, you killed our Qianji Sect’s Third Elder; I shall make you pay the price."

With that, Wan Qianhuan formed seals with his hands and without further ado, a puppet with a complete silver glow suddenly appeared in front of him, wielding a Tiger Teeth Blade majestically.

"Isn’t that the Silver Armored Corpse?" An exclamation sounded from the surroundings.

"The Sect Leader can create a Silver Armored Corpse. It seems his Thousand Mechanism Skill is becoming more profound. It’s said that the Silver Armored Corpse’s strength rivals that of a Nascent Soul Early Stage expert, this kid is finally going to lose," the people murmured below.

In their view, with Ye Guichen’s strength, he could only deal with Copper Armored Men, but facing the Nascent Soul Realm Silver Armored Corpse meant certain death.

Chen Liu below saw the Sect Leader summoning the Silver Armored Corpse and hurriedly shouted, "Sect Leader, no, Mr. Ye is a good man!"

Ye Guichen gazed at the Silver Armored Corpse ahead, with a tinge of seriousness in his eyes. After all, the body wasn’t a puppet, Wise Wenya said that any being that could become a Silver Armored Corpse was surely a master of body refinement when alive.

"Go."

Wan Qianhuan uttered a command, and the Silver Armored Corpse wielded the Tiger Teeth Blade and swung it forward, attempting to cleave Ye Guichen in half.

Ye Guichen drew the Immortal Slayer Sword from his back, his figure leaping and constantly shifting as he sparred with the Silver Armored Corpse, feeling the overwhelming power from the Tiger Teeth Blade, he was secretly shocked.

Wan Qianhuan was now also surprised, "I didn’t expect this kid, at the Golden Core Realm, to have the strength to fight a Nascent Soul Realm being, truly heaven-sent genius!"

While Wan Qianhuan was lost in thought, Ye Guichen had already deployed the Extermination Immortal Sword Formation. Hundreds of swords poised to attack, carrying destructive power toward the Silver Armored Corpse, causing the world to change color.

The Silver Armored Corpse seemed instinctively aware of the danger and retreated swiftly.

"Silver Armor Shield!"

Wan Qianhuan’s words were firm, and a silver-white sacred shield enveloped the Silver Armored Corpse.

The sword lights from the hundred swords suddenly converged into a single point, charging toward the Silver Armored Corpse with lightning speed.

"Bang bang bang"

The Silver Armor Shield shattered on impact, the Tiger Teeth Blade broke into pieces, and the Silver Armored Corpse was knocked back, raising dust clouds.

Ye Guichen was about to pursue his advantage with Shifting Steps when he heard a resentful voice.

"No more fighting, no more! If we keep fighting, my painstakingly refined Silver Armored Corpse will be dismantled by you; you’re too monstrous!" Wan Qianhuan said, heartbroken, looking at the Silver Armored Corpse before him.

For a moment, Ye Guichen halted his actions, eyeing Wan Qianhuan suspiciously.

Wan Qianhuan displayed an awkward smile, with a fawning face, he said, "Mr. Ye, I have offended you earlier; why don’t we move to discuss the matters regarding the Demon Clan?"

Wan Qianhuan spoke while casting a significant glance towards where the Third Elder was, with an expression suggesting an understanding.

"Hmm?"

Hearing Wan Qianhuan’s words, Ye Guichen was filled with curiosity. He sheathed the Immortal Slayer Sword and followed Wan Qianhuan to a quiet bamboo grove.

Upon entering the grove, Wan Qianhuan, with a flattering face, guided Ye Guichen to a stone stool, behaving like a sly fox.

"What does Master Wan have to discuss?" Ye Guichen coldly asked.

Wan Qianhuan sat beside Ye Guichen, retracting his smile, he spoke seriously, "Mr. Ye has already seen the state of the Third Elder, evidently controlled by the Demon Clan, with a Demon Poison planted inside. If he dares defy the Demon Clan, he’ll suffer bleeding from seven orifices and be tormented by numerous poisons devouring his heart."

Ye Guichen was apparently unaware that Wan Qianhuan already knew about the Third Elder being controlled by the Demon Clan, arousing his curiosity.

"Continue," Ye Guichen said calmly.

"Furthermore, I’ve learned that the Demon Clan above the hidden sects has spared no effort and has sent their Young Master to this world at the cost of their own blood essence." At this point, Wan Qianhuan’s eyes were filled with concern.

Hearing Wan Qianhuan’s words, Ye Guichen couldn’t help but feel a storm surging within his heart.

"What? You say the Demon Clan’s Young Master has come to this world?" Ye Guichen exclaimed incredulously, his mouth slightly agape.