Chapter 753: Master's Wife, Junior Uncle

"Let me down right now." Amidst the overlapping mountain peaks, Chu Ling'er's frustrated voice rang out. She was still being carried by Ye Chen like a sack, which was incredibly embarrassing.

"We're an old married couple, why be shy?" Ye Chen said shamelessly, showing no intention of letting Chu Ling'er go.

"Who's your old married couple?"

"Stop fussing. We've already been intimate, so naturally, we're an old married couple." Ye Chen completely ignored Chu Ling'er's struggles and continued jogging toward Yu Nü Peak.

Along the way, many diligent disciples who hadn't returned to their peaks yet stared in shock at the scene. They were speechless for a moment, gaping. The esteemed peak master of Yu Nü Peak, the pure and virtuous jade maiden of Hengyue Zong, was being carried like a sack—their sect leader was truly out of control!

"No worries, everyone just go back and rest!" Ye Chen, that shameless rogue, greeted people as he went, receiving thumbs-up in return.

As for Chu Ling'er, her cheeks were flushed bright red, the color spreading all the way to her jade-like neck. From this day on, her image as the jade maiden had been completely ruined by Ye Chen. People might not call her the Yu Nü Peak master anymore, but rather Ye's wife.

"Oh dear!" Just then, a chorus of exclamations came from the side as a group of people approached, staring at Ye Chen as if he were a divine being.

This group included Xiong Er, Xie Yun, and Situ Nan.

"Come on, line up properly." Xiong Er shouted loudly, acting like the boss, and the others fell into step with perfect coordination, forming a neat row.

"Greetings, Shi Shu." In the next instant, they all bowed respectfully with clasped hands toward Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was taken aback by this.

But he quickly understood. Since he was with Chu Ling'er, in terms of seniority, he was indeed their shi shu. No mistake about that.

"No need for such formalities." Ye Chen waved his hand solemnly, adopting the air of an elder. "But don't call me that—it makes me feel old and embarrassed."

As expected, rogues had a mutual understanding. Hearing Ye Chen's words, the group instantly got it and turned to bow to Chu Ling'er. "Greetings, Sao Zi."

"Hmm, that's a good title." Ye Chen nodded meaningfully.

"All of you, get lost!" Chu Ling'er finally exploded in anger, her resonant shout carrying the power of her soul as it burst forth.

On the spot, Xiong Er and the others, who were standing in a perfect line, were slammed flat on their backs with a thud, their movements eerily synchronized, like an entire wall collapsing. Even the disciples who had just arrived were caught in the crossfire, toppling over in a heap before they could say a word.

Whoa!

Ye Chen, who was closest, felt his whole body sway. Chu Ling'er's soul level was at the peak of Tianjing, and even he couldn't handle it fully. His eyes spun with stars, and his entire sea of consciousness rumbled like thunder.

"Spring medicine, anyone want some spring medicine?" In his daze, Ye Chen seemed to hear voices—it was Long Yi and Long Wu.

Get lost!

Then came Chu Ling'er's voice.

Next, Long Yi and Long Wu were sent flying—one toward the south, one toward the north, soaring far into the distance.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

Witnessing this, Gu San Tong and Wu Ya Dao Ren, who had just poked their heads out, quickly retracted them. A soul at the peak of Tianjing was no joke.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen shook his head to clear it and snapped out of his dizziness. What he saw was a mess of people—Xiong Er and his group lay neatly on the ground, while everyone else was sprawled haphazardly.

As for Chu Ling'er, she had already vanished, not before giving Long Yi and Long Wu a thorough thrashing.

"You crazy woman." Now fully alert, Ye Chen rolled up his sleeves and charged straight for Yu Nü Peak, not even watching where he was stepping. As a result, Xiong Er, who had just regained consciousness, hadn't even caught his breath before Ye Chen stepped on him and knocked him out again.

Bang! Boom!

Soon, explosive sounds echoed from Yu Nü Peak, startling awake the sleeping disciples and elders.

Hengyue Zong was in turmoil, and far away in the distant Zhengyang Zong, things were no calmer.

In the dead of night, deep within a dark dungeon of Zhengyang Zong, Ji Ning Shuang staggered forward, clutching her jade shoulder, her expression filled with grief as she stared at the figure opposite her.

Opposite her stood a person clad in a purple-gold robe, their entire body shrouded within it, face unseen. Only a pair of lifeless eyes were visible, gleaming with a sinister light that was terrifying in the darkness.

This person was none other than the one even Zhengyang Zong's ancestor respectfully called Fa Lao.

"Why?" Ji Ning Shuang stumbled, her face pale as she fixed her gaze on Fa Lao.

"You should feel honored." Fa Lao revealed a set of gleaming, eerie teeth.

"You've been using me all along." Ji Ning Shuang steadied herself, her expression turning icy in an instant.

"My grand ambitions are beyond your comprehension." Fa Lao chuckled mysteriously, his words ethereal. "By offering your Xuan Ling origin, I will create a far more dominant bloodline."

At Yu Nü Peak, beneath the Hui Xin Stone, Ye Chen squatted quietly, his head drooping dejectedly.

He looked quite disheveled—bruised and swollen, with two perfect black eyes, his body covered in footprints, his clothes torn to shreds, as if he'd been scratched up badly.

"Master, did Grandmother beat you up again?" Opposite him, Xi Yan was also squatting, her little hands propping up her chin as she blinked her big eyes at Ye Chen.

"It's obvious I got beaten." Ye Chen shamelessly wiped the blood from his nose.

"The legendary case of attempted seduction backfiring—that's probably you." On Xi Yan's small shoulder perched a chubby, fist-sized figure, plump and white— needless to say, it was the little spirit child.

"Get out of here." Ye Chen swatted over, sending the little spirit child flying right off Yu Nü Peak.

"What the heck is this?" Soon, shouts came from the direction it flew— it was Long Yi and Long Wu.

"Go to hell!" came the little spirit child's voice.

"Run, you dare run?" Then Long Yi and Long Wu's voices followed, and the previously quiet Hengyue Zong erupted into chaos again.

"Master, why don't you hold me to sleep tonight?" Xi Yan, unfazed by the commotion with the little spirit child and the others, kept blinking her big eyes at the dejected Ye Chen.

Hearing this, Ye Chen lifted his swollen face and gave Xi Yan a strange once-over.

"I can turn into an adult, just like Grandmother." Xi Yan giggled. "I'm a girl too, and I have everything she has."

"Xi Yan, you're still young and don't understand some things yet." Ye Chen cleared his throat. "Love is a mysterious thing, and matters between men and women are hard to explain."

"Master, I get it all." Xi Yan looked at Ye Chen seriously. "Xiong Er Shi Shu said that if you really want to sleep with a man, it means you like him a lot."

Ye Chen instinctively rubbed his forehead, muttering under his breath, "You little fatty Xiong Er, I knew something was off when Xi Yan came back changed. Damn you."

"Master, I want to sleep with you." The little girl stared at Ye Chen with her clear, bright eyes, completely innocent and sincere, not joking at all.

"Well, uh, maybe not." Ye Chen chuckled awkwardly.

"Why not?"

"I'm afraid your grandmother will strangle me."