My Silly, Sweet Wife

"Who asked for your thanks!" A hint of blush appeared on Yu Wenxuan’s face as she scolded angrily.

Ye Guichen gave an embarrassed smile, then turned to Yu Wen Dou and said, "Mr. Yu Wen, could you help me up?"

"Ah... sure!" Yu Wen Dou was stunned for a second, then walked forward and helped Ye Guichen up.

Ye Guichen activated the Evergreen Technique to quickly restore his body.

Yu Wen Dou, seeing this, also quietly stood by to protect Ye Guichen.

It took Ye Guichen half a day to fully heal his injuries, showing how severely wounded he had been before.

Ye Guichen slowly stood up, feeling the changes brought by breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Ye Guichen suddenly struck the air with True Qi, and the golden True Qi carried a power that could cut through space, extremely sharp, causing ripples in the air.

"This strong?"

Ye Guichen was stunned by the power emanating from his golden True Qi.

"Woof woof!"

With a bark, Little Black and the Ghost King had returned from afar.

Little Black had returned to its original form, holding a sheepskin scroll in its mouth, wagging its tail eagerly beside Ye Guichen, with a fawning look.

Ye Guichen patted Little Black’s head, took the sheepskin scroll from its mouth, and glanced at it.

"Dugu Sword Scripture?"

It seemed the Holy Infant had written down this Cultivation Technique from my past life on this scroll.

Ye Guichen threw the sheepskin scroll into his ring, not looking further, intending to return Little Black and the Ghost King into the Jiuyou Tower immediately.

Just as he was about to retrieve Little Black, Little Black leaped and jumped right into Yu Wenxuan’s chest, nuzzling with satisfaction.

Ye Guichen was momentarily speechless seeing Little Black’s actions.

Yu Wenxuan was captivated by Little Black’s adorable transformed look at first sight.

Indeed, women naturally have no resistance to pets, especially cute ones.

Ye Guichen gave Little Black a warning look at its satisfied expression, but didn’t dwell on it.

"Mr. Yu Wen, since things here are settled, it’s better for us to return quickly." Ye Guichen turned to Yu Wen Dou and said.

Upon hearing Ye Guichen’s words, Yu Wen Dou didn’t linger and followed Ye Guichen onward.

Barbarian Tribe.

Countless demon beasts were stationed at the entrance of the Barbarian Tribe. Leading them was a tiger with a gold-black striped body, staring intently at the barbarians, emitting a strangely chilling aura with an arrogant expression.

"Tell your Barbarian King to swiftly offer up the Source of Life, or when our Holy Temple makes a move, corpses will litter the fields." The tiger spoke with a human voice, looking condescendingly.

"Hmph! Just you small fries?" Man Wu stood in front, looking dismissive.

"Our Barbarian Tribe has always lived in peace with the world; why does your Holy Temple continue to invade us repeatedly?" Man Wu continued to speak angrily.

"You should know the Holy Temple now reveres the Young Master. You barbarians are just puppets of the Netherworld Mountain Temple, yet you dare to act so recklessly. Do you intend to rebel?" The tiger sneered, gazing around with utter disdain.

"Rebel? Hahaha, you’re taking yourself too seriously!" Man Wu laughed maniacally, as if looking at a fool.

Receiving a drop of the Source of Life had greatly enhanced Man Wu’s intellect.

He could even see at a glance that the tiger’s soul did not match its body.

This must be another trick from a Ghost Cultivator!

Moreover, they were blatantly using the guise of the Demon Clan for their scheming.

"Ah, it seems you truly don’t regard the Holy Temple and the Young Master at all!"

Seeing that Man Wu showed no sign of backing down, the tiger’s face turned vicious and sinister.

Its body shook, and the giant tiger suddenly became hideously terrifying, surrounded by ghostly energy, with countless wronged souls gushing from its body.

"Alright, since you don’t value your life, let me show you the might of my ghost servants!" The tiger spoke madly: "I’ve never taken a barbarian as a ghost servant before, today, you have the honor of being the first!"

As soon as it finished speaking, a chill wind arose.

The sky seemed suddenly covered by a black curtain, filled with ghostly energy.