My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1343 - 1295: Trap? (Part 3)

My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1343 - 1295: Trap? (Part 3)

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Chapter 1343: Chapter 1295: Trap? (Part 3)

The crowd, upon hearing this, although feeling Ye Guichen’s words were somewhat convoluted, still nodded in agreement.

"Let’s collect it first and give it to Mr. Ye when we get out." Hua Nu even changed how he addressed him, whispered.

Qin Muge felt it made some sense upon hearing this.

He also made up his mind.

No matter what, once he gets out, he must find a way to bring Ye Guichen back to the Daqian Dynasty, and introduce him to his father, the emperor.

Such a young prodigy, surely arranging a generalship for him to lead shouldn’t be a problem.

Hehe, once Ye Guichen enters the Imperial Palace, his position as a Prince will be even more secure.

Excited by the thought, Qin Muge couldn’t help but chuckle secretly.

Feng Chuchu looked at Ye Guichen’s back, her eyes already glistening like peach blossoms.

So handsome!

The more I look, the more handsome he becomes.

Hmm, when we return, I must find a way to bring him back to Wan Jian Villa and have my father acknowledge him.

I’ll bring back a son-in-law who is both handsome and capable, surely my father will be delighted. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Brother Chen, wait for me." Feng Chuchu chuckled, quickly moved forward, grabbed Ye Guichen’s arm, and refused to let go.

Qin Muge saw this and felt nothing but envy.

The further they went, the more casualties occurred, and the number of corpses increased.

Though occasionally they could see the bodies of mystical creatures and beasts, they were negligible compared to those of the humans.

At the same time, in another part of the deep mountains, more than a hundred disciples from Xuanyin Sect, dressed in tight-fitting clothes, had reached a gorge.

The gorge was situated in the center of an entire mountain range, resembling an overturned colander.

The leading person, looking cold and stern, appeared to be over fifty years old.

His name was Zhao Yuan, the Great Elder of Xuanyin Sect, the sect’s highest cultivator, reportedly at the seventh level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Zhao Yuan glanced into the deep valley and then quietly said, "Wu Tian, take a few disciples ahead to explore."

A man in his thirties nodded, led four or five disciples, and jumped directly into the canyon.

"Elder Zhao, are you certain the secret treasure that appeared is in this canyon?" Another person approached; it was Li Yuanshou.

Zhao Yuan glanced at Li Yuanshou and nodded, "It shouldn’t be wrong; previously the Sect Master found a way to capture a few people from the Spirit Beast Sect. This time we are fully prepared, although I am worried that other factions might covet this secret treasure, so we must act swiftly."

Li Yuanshou sneered coldly, "Heh, don’t worry. With those more than three thousand expendables diverting attention, most mystical creatures should leave this place. Even if other factions do covet this site, it won’t be so easy for them to approach."

Zhao Yuan agreed deeply, "Yes, the Sect Master is truly wise. Just three thousand ants, dead is dead. As long as we obtain this exotic treasure, our Xuanyin Sect can definitely rise to another level. By then, breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Realm for you and Elder Li should be effortless."

"Haha, indeed, I am now very curious about what kind of treasure it might be, capable of changing the temperament of tamed mystical creatures. But it’s also strange, the Spirit Beast Sect has thousands of people. Even if attacked by mystical creatures, shouldn’t they all be dead? Why haven’t we seen anyone from the Spirit Beast Sect until now?"

Zhao Yuan held his chin, feeling puzzled as well.

"Yes, that makes me very curious too. Logically, even if the Spirit Beast Sect members were attacked by mystical creatures, they have many experts, how could there be not a single survivor?"

Zhao Yuan pondered for a moment, suddenly asked, "By the way, Elder Li, have the disciples sent to the Spirit Beast Sect’s Main Peak returned yet, have they found anything?"

This mountain range, although part of the Spirit Beast Sect’s domain.

After all, people can’t always reside in the mountains.

Normally, when cultivating, Spirit Beast Sect members mostly bring mystical beasts into the mountain range, but their daily lives are mainly on the Main Peak.

The Main Peak is typically the most heavily guarded place, where most of the experts reside.

Upon arrival, Xuanyin Sect also sent a contingent of disciples to the Main Peak, to scout and seize some spoils opportunistically.

Logically, they should have returned by now.

Li Yuanshou shook his head, "No news for now, but those three thousand disciples should be at least half dead. Once they’re all gone, those mystical creatures’ attention will focus on us, so we must speed up."

"Right!" Zhao Yuan agreed, instinctively gazing at the disciples sent into the gorge.

Their figures quickly vanished into the canyon.

But it wasn’t long before the sound of battle erupted.

The commotion quickly rose and fell.

In less than a minute, quietness returned inside once more.

Only occasionally were a few beast roars heard, nothing else stirred.

Zhao Yuan and Li Yuanshou exchanged glances, discerning doubt in each other’s eyes.

Could there be a problem?

"Elder Li, stay here to support, I’ll go down to check, we can’t wait any longer." Zhao Yuan hesitated briefly, then instructed directly.

Li Yuanshou hesitated slightly, nodding, "Alright."

Then Zhao Yuan led hundreds of disciples and jumped into the gorge.

Li Yuanshou stayed there waiting quietly.

The waiting lasted almost half a day.

As Li Yuanshou speculated whether there was a problem in the canyon too, a figure dashed from behind urgently shouting, "Elder Li, bad news! Run quickly! This is a trap, a trap!"

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