My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1466: Chapter 1381: Do You Want to Give It a Try?

Seeing that Ye Guichen intended to use the Pei Yuan Pill to revive those people, Wu Yaoguang’s curiosity was piqued.

Wei Lin also widened his eyes, feeling it was impossible.

They all knew the horror of the corpse parasite; if it could be resolved merely with the Pei Yuan Pill, where would the dignity of the corpse parasite lie?

Ye Guichen didn’t say much, holding onto a mindset of give it a try.

He had Yang Di grind all the Pei Yuan Pills into powder.

There weren’t many of those Pei Yuan Pills, only about twenty or so, which weren’t much in the eyes of big sects, but they were treated like treasures at Wan Jian Villa.

Soon, the Pei Yuan Pills were ground.

Then, Ye Guichen dripped some blood into the Pei Yuan Pills, fully mixing his blood with them.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yaoguang couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Ye, can this work?"

"By the way, where’s that snow lotus?" Ye Guichen just smiled at Wu Yaoguang and looked up at Yang Di.

"It’s still in Dugu Jifeng’s room." Feng Chuchu’s voice rang out before Yang Di could answer.

Though she didn’t know what Ye Guichen wanted to do, she hurriedly asked, "Do you need it? If so, I’ll go get it now."

"Yes!"

Before long, the snow lotus was brought.

This time, Ye Guichen used the Lei Technique to control the electric thunder, holding the snow lotus and turning it into charcoal.

Wu Yaoguang saw Ye Guichen controlling the thunder fire barehanded, and was left speechless.

Isn’t this too powerful?

Simply a genius in alchemy!

Fire control is one of the most crucial steps in alchemy; such fire control technique is very rare, even if acquired, usually cannot be cultivated.

Wu Yaoguang once obtained a fire control technique but couldn’t ignite even a spark after cultivating for over a decade, still relying on external fire for alchemy now.

Reaching the level of fire control would elevate alchemy skills to a new level.

Over the years, Wu Yaoguang has traveled everywhere, hoping to find a breakthrough method, yet he didn’t expect to witness Ye Guichen easily controlling fire today.

Unconsciously, a burning passion filled his heart.

He even looked at Ye Guichen with a touch of reverence.

Ye Guichen didn’t notice Wu Yaoguang’s reaction. Seeing his Lei Technique had turned the snow lotus into black ash, he evenly sprinkled the black ash over the ground Pei Yuan Pills.

After doing all this, Ye Guichen finally said, "Disperse these things in water and give it to them. Master Feng a bit more. As for whether they can wake up, the rest is up to their fate."

"Alright!" Yang Di readily agreed.

There was no other way now but to follow Ye Guichen’s instructions.

Wu Yaoguang stood by, deep in thought.

After thinking for a while, Wu Yaoguang suddenly slapped his head: "Haha, I figured it out, I figured it out!"

With that, he deeply bowed to Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen looked at Wu Yaoguang with curiosity.

What did this old man figure out?

But, people of Wan Jian Villa treated Wu Yaoguang like a Divine Doctor, seeing his excitement, they hurriedly asked, "Alchemist Wu, what did you figure out? Could it be, Master Feng and others are truly saved?"

"That’s right! They’re saved, they’re saved!"

Wu Yaoguang excitedly said, "The Pei Yuan Pill can restore their True Qi, replenish their vitality, and the snow lotus is also a great tonic. However, the corpse parasite is a Yin entity, hence extremely afraid of thunder fire and similar things. After being turned into black ash by Lei Technique, the snow lotus belongs to the thunder-struck lotus, which has a strong restraining effect on Yin entities. As for Mr. Ye’s blood..."

Speaking to this, Wu Yaoguang respectfully said, "Mr. Ye, I haven’t quite figured out what role your blood plays here?"

My blood, of course, plays a crucial role.

Ye Guichen couldn’t help but mentally mutter.

His blood now coexists with the corpse parasite, once inside, it can quickly repair the injured individuals’ injuries and also serve a balancing purpose.

If these mixtures still couldn’t awaken those injured, Ye Guichen couldn’t think of another method.

"Haha, I don’t know either, just wanted to try." Ye Guichen politely said.

If Wu Yaoguang knew that he had already reached a symbiotic state with the corpse parasite, Wu Yaoguang might be shocked to the point of acknowledging him as a master ancestor.

Next, it’s just waiting.

Strangely enough, some of those with weak cultivation died before drinking what Ye Guichen prepared, but anyone who drank it stabilized.

The first to awaken was Feng Jiuling.

After waking, Feng Jiuling’s eyes showed confusion.

Then suddenly spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, he sat up straight.

The movement was just like a zombie.

Everyone was startled, staring at Feng Jiuling.

Feng Chuchu was extremely anxious, not knowing what happened to her father.

"This pain kills me!"

A moment later, Feng Jiuling shouted.

This shout sounded like heavenly music to Feng Chuchu’s ears.

"Father..." Feng Chuchu threw herself into Feng Jiuling’s arms.

Feng Jiuling’s pupils gradually returned to normal, lowering his head to glance at Feng Chuchu, his gaze slowly restored its former shrewdness: "Chuchu, what happened to me?"

As soon as he spoke, the whole Wan Jian Villa erupted in cheers.

"There is an effect!"

"Haha, Mr. Ye, you truly are a Divine Doctor!"

"Master, our Wan Jian Villa is fine now!"

Everyone cheered.

Tears filled their eyes.

Many began to kneel before Ye Guichen in gratitude.

Because among the injured, were their relatives.

Ye Guichen intervened and saved their family; how could they not be grateful?

Feng Jiuling quickly understood the situation, his old face blushing with embarrassment.

Obviously, previous events were fractured in his memory.

Fragmented impressions were there, but they couldn’t connect.

With the reminders of those around him, Feng Jiuling understood.

"Mr. Ye, I was blind to the obvious, and I made a fool of myself," Feng Jiuling bowed deeply before Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen accepted it graciously.

In the following days, the injured at Wan Jian Villa gradually recovered.

Although they did not gain the power of the corpse gu, their recovery speed was noticeably faster than normal.

As for Feng Wuxiu, he was still in the process of merging, seemingly unable to refine the corpse gu that Ye Guichen had given him for the time being.

But, none of this was important.

After a few days’ contact, Feng Jiuling grew more satisfied with Ye Guichen, feeling that if Feng Chuchu and Ye Guichen could be joined in marriage, it would surely benefit Wan Jian Villa greatly.

"Chuchu, I was muddle-headed before, but now I realize, my daughter’s judgment was indeed excellent." In the room, Feng Jiuling held Feng Chuchu’s hand, his heart full of emotion.

In recent days, he had not only witnessed Ye Guichen’s skills but also learned from Wu Yaoguang that Ye Guichen’s aptitude in Alchemy Dao was likely profound.

Someone praised by Wu Yaoguang in this manner could not be wrong.

Therefore, Feng Jiuling increasingly felt that Ye Guichen was truly a treasure.

However, how could such a genius be easily retained by them?

Hearing Feng Jiuling speak like this, Feng Chuchu was somewhat embarrassed.

"Father, I told you long ago about my feelings for Brother Chen, but he seems uninterested in me." A trace of despondency flashed in Feng Chuchu’s eyes as she spoke.

Feng Jiuling was surprised: "Why? Considering my daughter’s beauty and talent, what girl in this world could compare?"

To every father, his daughter is always the best.

Feng Chuchu was at a loss: "I don’t know, but I always feel he is inattentive to me."

"Perhaps it’s just your misconception?" Feng Jiuling laughed heartily, "This time, Wan Jian Villa faced such a great calamity, if not for your sake, would Mr. Ye have taken action so easily? My daughter, you’re overthinking this."

Feng Chuchu’s cheeks blushed, "Do you truly believe that, Father?"

"Of course, you two look perfect together; if you wish, on the day of your marriage, I’ll hand over the position of the villa’s master to him."

"Father, what are you saying!" Feng Chuchu’s heart raced like a little rabbit, thumping wildly, her face unable to hide her joy.

But deep inside, she was filled with unease.

"Alright, it’s hard for you to speak, so I’ll say it for you!" Noticing Feng Chuchu’s concerns, Feng Jiuling waved his hand, shooing her away, and sent for Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen had been living quite leisurely at Wan Jian Villa during these days.

In his spare time, he delved deeper into the corpse gu, finding that refining it was not easy in the short term.

However, a new thought emerged in Ye Guichen’s mind.

If the corpse gu was so powerful, what if he swallowed the Ghost Pill? Would it trigger the corpse gu and refine the Ghost Pill in the process?

The thought turned wild like rampant weeds once it took root.

Ye Guichen even felt an irresistible urge to try.

If he could refine the Ghost Pill, entering the Golden Core Realm would be effortless, and he could certainly break through several of his 108 techniques.

At this moment, Feng Jiuling sent someone to fetch Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen, thinking it was a convenient moment to bid farewell to Feng Jiuling, went to meet him.

"Master Feng." Ye Guichen greeted politely.

Feng Jiuling laughed heartily, "Mr. Ye, you are my savior; such politeness doesn’t please me."

"It’s different; a junior must adhere to the proper etiquette." Ye Guichen insisted.

Feng Jiuling grew fonder of Ye Guichen.

Now that Dugu Yue had perished, Wan Jian Villa’s strength was depleted, and Feng Jiuling no longer hoped for the alliance hierarch position to fight the Demon Clan.

However, seeing Ye Guichen, Feng Jiuling suddenly felt that perhaps the hierarch position was still attainable.

"Good, good!" Feng Jiuling smiled with contentment, "Come, let’s take a walk."

Feng Jiuling stood up and headed outside.

Ye Guichen followed behind Feng Jiuling.

Soon, Feng Jiuling led Ye Guichen to the Dragon Sword embedded in the meteorite.

"Mr. Ye, this sword is said to possess a Sword Spirit, a weapon of our Wan Jian Villa ancestors, though the ancestors, with their boundless abilities, couldn’t decipher the Dao of life and death. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to pull this sword out."

Speaking of this, Feng Jiuling seemed a bit melancholic, bitterly smiling, "Over the years, too many have tried to draw this sword, each coveting our Wan Jian Villa. But even Heaven had mercy, and none succeeded."

Turning his gaze, Feng Jiuling looked intently at Ye Guichen, "Do you want to try?"