My Silly, Sweet Wife
Chapter 1295 - 1274: Demon Fox, Take My Sword
With suspicions in his heart, Ye Guichen felt it was necessary to return once to the secular world, and then make a trip to the Esoteric Sect.
However, right now none of that was important.
Ye Guichen’s gaze fell on King Qin: "You know where the Netherworld Emperor is, don’t you?"
"I do." King Qin lowered his head: "I can go in your stead, and besides, now that King Qi is dead, the remaining Five Kings no longer have the strength to fight. I only need to give the order, and there will be absolutely no problem in restoring you as the Netherworld Emperor."
Ye Guichen also knew that in the current situation, the remaining Five Kings were no longer anything to fear.
Take Yan King for example—he was the fence-sitter type, and in a situation like this he definitely wouldn’t go looking for trouble.
As for the other kings, even combined their power was not greater than King Qi’s and King Qin’s.
King Qi was dead, and King Qin was willing to play the villain; Ye Guichen was naturally happy to relax and let it happen.
"Fine, I’ll give you three days. Have the other Five Kings come see me. As for what methods you use, I won’t interfere. Once the three days are up, we’ll go find the Netherworld Emperor!"
Ye Guichen wasn’t worried that King Qin would run.
After all, his performance today had already intimidated enough people.
Not only would these people follow him wholeheartedly, they would also spread word of his feats.
Even if King Qin didn’t bring the other Five Kings, Ye Guichen believed that with his own power, he could completely subdue them.
Though King Qin could no longer move, he was still King Qin.
He understood what Ye Guichen meant, and did not dare show the slightest defiance.
"Young Master, Qin Tianqi understands."
Ye Guichen waved his hand and left with Xuanyuan Canghai and the others.
As for those who had submitted to him, Mu Yang would naturally be the one to arrange things.
"Where’s Qingqing?" Seeing that Mu Yang was alone, Ye Guichen did not see Nolan Qingqing and couldn’t help feeling a little puzzled.
Mu Yang still hadn’t fully recovered from the shock of Ye Guichen’s overwhelming methods. At the question, he hurriedly looked around twice, then slapped his forehead hard: "She was just with me a moment ago, how come she’s gone?"
"You..." Ye Guichen was speechless.
They searched for a while but did not find any trace of Nolan Qingqing.
So he simply found a deserted place and directly sent out those remnant souls.
Nolan Qingqing hadn’t actually gone very far.
Very quickly, a remnant soul sent feedback back to Ye Guichen.
Nolan Qingqing had actually run off to the edge of a cliff by herself, and from the looks of it, seemed to be trying to end her own life.
"The hell, this girl’s brain short-circuited?" Ye Guichen didn’t dare be negligent. He hurriedly activated Divine Steps of Hundred Changes and rushed toward the cliff at high speed.
However, this time, when Ye Guichen reached the cliff, there was not only Nolan Qingqing standing there. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
Someone else was right beside Nolan Qingqing, while Nolan Qingqing herself looked like she had lost her soul, dazedly standing at the edge of the cliff.
"What’s going on?" Although Ye Guichen had used scattered remnant souls earlier to locate Nolan Qingqing’s position, those remnant souls ultimately did not have his consciousness. He couldn’t refine them to act exactly like his own eyes.
He only had a rough idea.
Now that he was seeing Nolan Qingqing with his own eyes, Ye Guichen finally sensed that there was something wrong with her.
"Leng Huashan, what are you doing here?" When he saw the person beside Nolan Qingqing, Ye Guichen’s expression turned somewhat odd.
Ever since he saved this woman, she had shown an enormous fondness for him.
Yet she always made Ye Guichen feel that something about her was off.
But because of the Seven Kings’ affairs, Ye Guichen hadn’t thought too much about it.
Now, seeing such a weak woman appear in a place like this, Ye Guichen felt even more that there must be something wrong with this Leng Huashan.
Leng Huashan put on a pitiful look: "Mr. Ye, you saved me, so of course I should devote my life to you in return, shouldn’t I?"
Ye Guichen frowned: "I know you want to repay my kindness, but there’s no need for this. I saved more than just you back then. If they all devoted themselves to me, I’d be worked to death."
"Hehe, I never thought Mr. Ye could joke like this." Leng Huashan covered her mouth and laughed softly, an enchanting, alluring expression on her face.
What’s more, for some reason, Ye Guichen actually felt an incomparable attraction emanating from her.
For an instant, Ye Guichen had the impulse to rush over and pin Leng Huashan beneath him.
But very quickly, Ye Guichen’s rationality still managed to suppress the impulse.
While feeling that something was wrong, he rapidly circulated his True Qi, striking at his sea of consciousness and making his mind incomparably clear.
"Hm?" Seeing Ye Guichen’s reaction, Leng Huashan was clearly a bit surprised. She raised her eyebrows slightly: "I didn’t expect it—you actually managed to break free of my charm arts. Hehe, looks like you really are the man I’ve set my sights on. Mr. Ye, how about it? Come back with me, and let’s be a pair of immortal lovers, how does that sound?"
If Ye Guichen still didn’t realize there was a problem with this Leng Huashan now, his brain really would have been kicked by a donkey.
"Who on earth are you!"
As he spoke, Ye Guichen had already drawn the Immortal Slayer Sword: "You approached me—don’t tell me you didn’t have some agenda?"
Seeing Ye Guichen looking so fierce, Leng Huashan deliberately put on a panicked, flustered act, "Oh my, Mr. Ye, you’re scaring this poor slave like that. I only want to join with you in love, why are you being so fierce? Oh, that’s right, you’re not actually planning to take this stupid girl, are you?"
As she spoke, Leng Huashan pointed at Nolan Qingqing: "If that’s really the case, then if she jumps down and dies, won’t you end up falling in love with me instead?"
What kind of immortal logic is this, for f*ck’s sake.
Black lines filled Ye Guichen’s forehead as he roared, "What exactly are you trying to do?"