My Silly, Sweet Wife

"This first layer is called Universal Salvation! Let me see just how powerful this Universal Salvation really is!"

Ye Guichen stood up, feeling invigorated, and leaped forward, landing ten meters away.

Describing his movements as swift as a swallow would not be an exaggeration.

In front of Ye Guichen stood a century-old tree that would take three or four grown men to encircle.

After standing firm, Ye Guichen circulated his dark energy and shouted forcefully, "Universal Salvation!"

The dark energy within his body surged like thousands of galloping horses.

With a single palm strike, the continuous force directly impacted the century-old tree.

Accompanied by the sound of wood breaking, within seconds, the century-old tree crashed to the ground, shattered, startling birds to fly and insects to chirp.

Ye Guichen was overjoyed and looked down at his own palm.

"This Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique is indeed powerful. This is only the first layer, and it already has such strength. If I can practice up to the eighteenth layer, wouldn't it be techniques of the immortals?" Ye Guichen took a deep breath, working to suppress his inner excitement.

But then he remembered that the contents of the black box might be related to his own background.

Yet there was only one cultivation technique inside.

A sudden inexplicable thought flashed through his mind.

If the Book of Life and Death that the Seven Kings are seeking is this cultivation technique, could his own background be related to those hidden families?

The more Ye Guichen thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.

After all, since he founded the Heavenly God Temple, Ye Guichen had been utilizing the power of the Heavenly God Temple to investigate his own background.

But even after all these years, he still hadn't found a single clue.

If indeed in this secular world, there wouldn't be anything that could escape the investigation of the Heavenly God Temple.

Since he couldn't find anything, there was only one possibility, that he was very likely from a hidden family, or perhaps his parents were members of a hidden family.

"Heh, if it's really like that, my parents must have a considerable reputation." Ye Guichen chuckled bitterly and shook his head, flipping to the second page of the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique, still finding no writing.

"Strange, I've successfully cultivated the first layer, haven't I? Why am I still not qualified to cultivate the second layer?" Ye Guichen muttered to himself and experimented again, discovering that although he was still at the Innate lower-grade level, his strength had significantly improved.

Especially after displaying the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique, Ye Guichen even felt that he wouldn't fear facing the legendary Lord Military God.

He took out his phone and looked at it; the previously fully charged phone had now automatically shut down due to lack of power.

"How many days have I been here?"

Ye Guichen was bewildered, looking up at the sky, seeing it was already dusk, and then collected his thoughts, storing away the black box and cultivation technique, and swiftly headed down the mountain.

Originally, it had taken him an hour to get here, but returning only took twenty minutes, during which he encountered a small lake and took a brief bath.

After finding his car, Ye Guichen charged his phone, and upon turning it on and seeing the time, he couldn't help but be astonished.

In this round of cultivation, seven days had passed, and the most crucial thing was that he didn't feel any hunger.

Ye Guichen used to not believe that people could absorb nature's spiritual energy through cultivation, but now he firmly believed it.

Because during cultivation, Ye Guichen could clearly feel a breath of soothing energy in the mountains entering his body.

Presumably, this was the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

This must be the reason why he didn't feel hungry.

"This Xiling Mountain is indeed a good place." Ye Guichen glanced back at Xiling Mountain before driving away.

Most parts of the area hadn't been exploited yet, and near the direction of Jinling, there was a peak that belonged to Xiling Mountain, named Dragon Tomb Peak.

Dragon Tomb Peak wasn't very high, and the slope wasn't steep. If it could be developed into a high-end villa complex, with Ye Guichen having a mountaintop villa there, it would greatly benefit his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Ye Guichen felt a bit excited.

Now that he had the hundreds of billions of gold and silver treasures left by King Yan, he was worried about where to spend it, and developing a villa complex on Dragon Tomb Peak would not only bring a substantial profit.

"I wonder how Azure Dragon Commerce is doing." Ye Guichen started the car, pondering as he drove.

Wanting to develop Dragon Tomb Peak, having the help of Azure Dragon Commerce would certainly make it much easier.

It had been at least half a month since he attended the great martial arts competition, and he hadn't heard any news about Azure Dragon Commerce; he wondered if Wang Tianxing had managed to deal with Leng Bosun and control Azure Dragon Commerce.

Originally, there was no signal deep in the mountains.

Having just left Xiling Mountain, countless text messages flooded in.

Ye Guichen glanced at them briefly; most were Wang Chaoyang and Duan Nanye asking where he was, wanting to share the results of the martial arts competition and inviting him to dinner.

Ye Guichen didn't hurry to respond to them and saw a text message from Zuo Chunqiu.

The message was simple, just wanting to meet Ye Guichen.

"Heh, Zuo Zongsheng is dead, does he still want to cause me trouble?" Ye Guichen thought, although he wasn't confident in taking on a thousand men, he was assured in handling a hundred top-tier fighters.

Previously, he hadn't taken Zuo Chunqiu's Martial Arts Association seriously, and now that he had cultivated the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique, he considered them even less.

Ye Guichen picked up the phone and directly dialed Zuo Chunqiu.

"Chairman Zuo, do you need something?" Ye Guichen casually asked.

Zuo Chunqiu's voice was a bit hoarse, and upon hearing Ye Guichen, he quickly replied, "Oh, Mr. Ye, where are you now? I would like to invite you to dinner, do you have time?"

"I'll come to find you." Ye Guichen said straightforwardly.

"Alright, then I'll be waiting for you at Guanghan Palace." Zuo Chunqiu's tone contained a hint of respect.

Ye Guichen didn't ask much more, hung up the phone, and drove straight to Guanghan Palace.

Although he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for seven days and didn't feel hungry, he now felt a bit empty and had a craving for a big meal.

Ye Guichen even felt that if a cow were placed before him, he could eat it all.

Since Zuo Chunqiu was inviting him for dinner, there was no reason to refuse.

Within two hours, Ye Guichen arrived at Guanghan Palace.

Zuo Chunqiu had already arranged for someone to wait outside for Ye Guichen. As soon as Ye Guichen got out of the car, they rushed forward to greet him.

A beautiful woman in a cheongsam respectfully bowed, with a captivating view at her neckline.

"Mr. Ye, Chairman Zuo has been waiting for you for a long time. Please follow me." The beautiful woman smiled charmingly and courteously.

Ye Guichen couldn't understand what tricks Zuo Chunqiu was playing. He threw the car keys to one of the service staff, "Please park my car." Then he followed the beautiful woman into the Imperial Box.

Besides Zuo Chunqiu, inside the box was a middle-aged man named Kui Long, who always followed Zuo Chunqiu.

Seeing Ye Guichen enter, Zuo Chunqiu quickly stood up, "Mr. Ye, finally you're here."

Ye Guichen looked up, briefly astonished.

In just a few days, the originally spirited Zuo Chunqiu seemed to have aged by a decade, his hair now entirely white, with noticeably more wrinkles on his face.

"Oh, Chairman Zuo, your hair seems to have turned quite white?" Ye Guichen asked, feigning surprise.

Zuo Chunqiu sighed deeply, "Mr. Ye, with Zongsheng's death, a white-haired man sending off a black-haired one, I… I… sigh, please, have a seat!"

He then looked up and instructed the beautiful woman who had led Ye Guichen in, "Little Ya, make sure Mr. Ye is well attended to; if there's the slightest dissatisfaction, I'll hold you responsible!"