My Silly, Sweet Wife

The Barbarian King ignored Man Wu’s words, directly leading the tiger towards the source of life.

"Now we can only hope that boy with the surname Ye can save our Barbarian Tribe from water and fire!" The Barbarian King thought of Ye Guichen’s strength and pinned all hopes on him, hoping that due to Sana’s relationship with Ye Guichen, he would lend a helping hand. Yet the thought of the tiger’s unpredictable methods worried him.

At this moment, Ye Guichen was rapidly rushing toward the Barbarian Tribe with Yu Wen Dou and Yu Wenxuan. Gradually, Ye Guichen noticed a towering figure walking toward him.

"Hmm?"

Ye Guichen looked closely and it was indeed the Barbarian King, who was severely wounded. Following him was a gold-black tiger with a proud expression, seemingly controlling the Barbarian King’s every action.

The Barbarian King, in the distance, also noticed Ye Guichen and the others, and suddenly accelerated his pace, quickly shaking off the tiger and sprinting toward Ye Guichen.

The tiger in front clearly did not expect the Barbarian King’s damaged body to burst out with such astonishing speed. For a moment, it could not react, raising its head, coldly watching ahead.

"Mr. Ye, help me!" The Barbarian King seized Ye Guichen’s sleeve, looking at him with a face full of pleading.

Ye Guichen placed his hand on the Barbarian King’s veins, carefully sensing his physical condition. Astonishingly, he found Yin Soul power existing within the Barbarian King’s body, which was quickly eroding his soul. If not for the Barbarian King’s high cultivation, he would have already passed away.

In the past, Ye Guichen might have needed to expend a lot of effort to heal such an injury, but now with the source of life, Ye Guichen could truly accomplish miracles.

Ye Guichen flicked his fingers, and a drop of milky-white source of life flew into the Barbarian King’s mouth, quickly repairing his injuries.

"This... this is....." The Barbarian King felt the warm stream coursing through his body, his pupils filled with shock.

The Barbarian King deeply understood what the milky-white droplet Ye Guichen gave him was. It was the thing the Barbarian Tribe dreamed of—the source of life—and Ye Guichen casually dispensed it, looking at him with disbelief.

If he knew Ye Guichen had complete control over the source of life, he might kneel and beg Ye Guichen to become the ruler of the Barbarian Tribe.

Immediately, the source of life expelled all the ghostly powers within the Barbarian King’s body; he even vaguely felt his strength increase.

"I say... are you ignoring me?" The tiger looked at everyone with a smirk.

"Hmm?"

Ye Guichen was shocked to see the beast speak human words. Generally, it is only possible for powerful Demon Clan bloodlines to transform into human form and speak, while the tiger before him had not transformed, causing Ye Guichen to feel suspicious.

Ye Guichen carefully observed the tiger and quickly discovered a clue; he sensed a strong presence of Yin energy on the tiger, thinking of the current state of the Holy Temple, Ye Guichen had an epiphany.

"Unexpectedly, a Ghost Cultivator has fallen so low as to cling to a beast." Ye Guichen looked at the tiger with a mocking expression.

Hearing Ye Guichen’s words, the tiger’s anger flared up, letting out a roar toward Ye Guichen.

"Boy, I will make you my ghostly servant!" Instantly, there was a fierce wind around the tiger, countless Yin Souls flying out, directly charging at Ye Guichen.

The Barbarian King saw the might emanating from the tiger and was deeply worried, saying to Ye Guichen, "Mr. Ye, this ghostly power can corrode the human mind; don’t let him get close!"

Initially, after using three Jiuyou flames, Ye Guichen needed Yin Soul power to replenish himself. Unexpectedly, it had presented itself, seeing this scene, Ye Guichen was secretly pleased.

"Little Black, go deal with him! Leave the Yin Souls for me." Ye Guichen spoke to the Little Black in Yu Wenxuan’s arms.

Little Black was lying comfortably in Yu Wenxuan’s arms, enjoying the bliss, suddenly hearing Ye Guichen’s words, rolled its eyes, and reluctantly jumped from Yu Wenxuan’s chest, wagging its tail toward Ye Guichen.

"Ye Guichen, have you no humanity, forcing such a cute dog to die!" Beside him, Yu Wenxuan was furious upon hearing Ye Guichen, extremely angry with him, but soon she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Little Black yawned lazily, looked playfully at the tiger before him, and even threw Ye Guichen a contemptuous look, as if saying such a weak opponent, you need me to deal with? Really wasting my happy time.

Seeing Little Black’s pretentious look, Ye Guichen was momentarily speechless, stepping forward and kicking Little Black’s rear.

The tiger in the distance saw these few people ignoring it, infuriated, brandishing a flag fiercely, guiding the Yin Souls toward Ye Guichen.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

A roar was heard, Little Black’s form suddenly enlarged to the size of an elephant, its head transformed into three heads, roaring violently like a messenger from hell.

Seeing the approaching Yin Souls, Little Black’s three heads showed deep disdain, opened wide, and a powerful suction force drew the Yin Souls into Little Black’s mouth. Instantly, the Yin Souls in the field were devoured completely.