My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Haha, kid, aren’t you afraid of trouble? I’ll create trouble for you!” Excited, Feng Hu burst into laughter.

However, before his laughter ceased, the blade had already struck the Thousand Path Shield.

Boom!

It sounded like thunder rolling.

A huge roar shook the surrounding air violently.

Yu Nong and Shang Wen Dong, already in a heated stalemate, both were covered in wounds but refused to let each other go.

Upon hearing the roar, unable to withstand the immense force, both were sent flying, crashing into the wall, nearly collapsing the stone wall in the alley.

Pfft!

Feng Hu was even more pitiful.

He felt his throat sweeten, spat a mouthful of blood, and the Thousand Path Shield in front of him shattered into pieces, dissipating quickly.

But the momentum of Ye Guichen’s Xuanqi blade didn’t lessen, slashing towards Feng Hu.

At the brink of death, Feng Hu was completely terrified.

However, being an Innate master, his reflexes kicked in. He swiftly dodged to the side.

The blade descended, crisply cutting off Feng Hu’s left arm and shoulder.

It then struck the ground behind Feng Hu, slicing a half-meter deep cut into the concrete before stopping.

Feng Hu, having narrowly escaped death, turned to see the ground behind him, his legs weak with fear, collapsing to the ground.

Earlier he had boasted to Ye Guichen about leaving a mark on the stone wall with his Xuanqi, but compared to Ye Guichen’s slash, it was child’s play.

Moreover, Ye Guichen stood two meters away.

Such distance with such power.

Feng Hu could not fathom how powerful Ye Guichen’s cultivation truly was.

Such mastery likely wasn’t within the capabilities of an Innate master.

Even Ye Guichen was mildly astonished.

After comprehending things in Jinling Prince Mansion, it was the first time Ye Guichen exerted his full strength, wanting to see the extent of his Xuanqi’s power.

This attempt revealed that the Xuanqi in his Dantian, while not more in volume, was significantly more condensed, with its killing power and fluidity far surpassing before.

”Senior Ye, have mercy!” Feng Hu, scared witless and unable to wait for Ye Guichen’s next move, already cried out, his head banging heavily on the ground: ”Senior Ye, if you spare my life, I will agree to any conditions you set, without the slightest hesitation.”