My Silly, Sweet Wife

Chapter 1473: Chapter 1386: Meishan Ancestor

No wonder Dugu Jifeng, son of Second Master Dugu Yue, could easily take out ten thousand Spirit Stones to buy a fake snow lotus.

It seems that most of the Spirit Stones in Wan Jian Villa were embezzled by Dugu Yue.

Feng Jiuling, upon hearing this, angrily stood up: "Where did Dugu Yue’s Spirit Stones go?"

Qian Sunli shook his head with a bitter smile: "I don’t know; either he already moved them or hid them away. Anyway, after the Second Master died, we searched everywhere but found nothing at all."

"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

Feng Jiuling was exasperated: "So, Dugu Yue already had a heart of a thief. It’s all my fault for being so blind!"

But now, there was no other way.

Qian Sunli’s idea wasn’t a bad one after all.

After all, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

Though Wan Jian Villa sounds wretched, it should still be possible to appease those sects’ people by using some treasures and Spirit Stones.

"Forget it, since we can’t physically confront those sect people, then even if it means going bankrupt, we must send them away."

In the end, Feng Jiuling sighed: "Mr. Ye has done us at Wan Jian Villa a great service. We absolutely must not allow anyone to disturb his cultivation this time. Alright, everyone go back and prepare yourselves."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Of course, they had no idea that Ye Guichen was actually quite wealthy.

The Spirit Stones on Ye Guichen were probably in the millions.

If the people at Wan Jian Villa knew that Ye Guichen had so many Spirit Stones, they might directly kneel and beg Ye Guichen to buy Wan Jian Villa.

Everyone at Wan Jian Villa prepared to hand over whatever valuable items they could, to use them to appease the sect people if they decided to make a move.

On the third day, the sect people arrived outside Wan Jian Villa.

A total of thirteen sects.

"Feng Jiuling, hand over Ye Guichen!"

"Hurry up, how dare you shelter that brat, who has deep ties with the Yin Ghost Sect."

"Do you want to collude with people from a sect like the Yin Ghost Sect?"

The sect people were clamoring, almost breaking down the gates of Wan Jian Villa.

Even though Feng Jiuling was prepared, seeing their aggressive demeanor, he had no choice but to quickly step out of Wan Jian Villa and cup his fists towards the crowd: "Everyone, I am Master Feng of Wan Jian Villa. There seems to be some misunderstanding here!"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" A fat monk stepped forward.

He sneered: "Your Second Master Dugu Yue personally said that the kid surnamed Ye has deep ties with the Yin Ghost Sect and is a demonic heretic. But now, you’re hiding him in your Wan Jian Villa. What logic is this?"

"Master Liao Chan, Dugu Yue is dead." Feng Jiuling could only smile wryly and quickly explain: "You all may not know, but Dugu Yue harbored ill intentions. He deliberately said that Mr. Ye has connections with the Yin Ghost Sect, wanting you and Mr. Ye to fight each other to mutual destruction so he could reap the benefits."

"What? Feng Jiuling, what do you mean by this?"

"Are you trying to fool three-year-olds?"

"Tch, just because you say Dugu Yue is dead, he’s dead? Did you already kill that kid Ye Guichen and swallow his belongings yourselves?"

No one believed Feng Jiuling’s words.

Wan Jian Villa faced calamities one after another, but because they were all rooted in the villa master, it hadn’t been spread.

This kept the sect people from knowing.

So, upon hearing Feng Jiuling’s words, they naturally thought Feng Jiuling was lying to them.

"Master Feng, we are all old acquaintances. I once thought you had decent character and even considered supporting you as the Alliance Hierarch. But now it seems you are not qualified at all."

A person dressed like a Daoist stepped forward, smiling cheerfully at Feng Jiuling.

Feng Jiuling wanted to explain more, but no one wanted to hear his explanations.

"Feng Jiuling, hand over Ye Guichen quickly, or else we will storm Wan Jian Villa ourselves and find the person!"

"That’s right, if your Wan Jian Villa doesn’t hand over the person, it means you’re colluding with remnants of the Yin Ghost Sect. Even if we raze Wan Jian Villa to the ground, no one in the world can accuse us of wrongdoing!"

"Be wise and hand over the person, don’t be stubborn!"

The crowd became rowdy again.

With a total of thirteen sects, they numbered over a thousand chaotic individuals.

Moreover, each sect sent their experts, with more than ten at Foundation Establishment eight and nine levels, and even peak experts.

This level of power, should they choose to attack the now half-broken Wan Jian Villa, would be an easy task.

Feng Jiuling looked troubled: "Everyone, since you do not believe me, there’s nothing more I can say. But you are intent on finding Mr. Ye merely for the treasures on him. Have you considered, his treasures are just rumors spread by the Spirit Beast Sect? Even if he has some, do you truly believe they are as many as the Spirit Beast Sect claims?"

"Feng Jiuling, what do you mean? Are you speaking for that boy Ye?" someone shouted in dissatisfaction: "Humph, stop arguing here, stop wasting time. If you don’t hand him over, we’ll take action now!"

"That’s right, if you don’t hand him over, I’ll take action myself!"

"Hurry up!"

Feng Jiuling sighed, "Today you have gathered thirteen sects in total. Even if Mr. Ye possesses the treasure of the Spirit Beast Sect as rumored, have you thought about how to divide it?"

As soon as Feng Jiuling spoke, the crowd immediately fell silent.

Soon, they began whispering among themselves.

"Yeah, even if the lad has obtained the treasure of the Spirit Beast Sect as well as the treasures from its mountain, the number is limited. With so many of us, how do we divide it?"

"Hmph, obviously, the strongest takes the prize. Whichever sect is the most powerful naturally gets it."

"Hehe, the most powerful? Really? Does your Ice Silkworm Sect think it’s stronger than our Wuwei Dao?"

"Haha, by the sound of it, you think Wuwei Dao is very strong? Alright then, shall we let someone from our Ice Silkworm Sect compete against you?"

"Who’s afraid of whom? Let’s compete!"

Feng Jiuling’s words unexpectedly had an unexpected effect.

Although these people from the martial world belonged to different sects,

these sects were not like the top-tier Xuantian Sect and couldn’t even compare to the Spirit Beast Sect.

In a large sect, not only do they lack Golden Core Realm cultivators, but even having a strong person at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment would be extremely impressive.

It was precisely for this reason they were so concerned about Ye Guichen.

Although the Spirit Beast Sect is not as great as a sect like Xuantian Sect, in the eyes of these regular sects, it is still a very strong sect.

The treasures of the Spirit Beast Sect naturally made them drool with desire.

Ye Guichen, no matter how formidable, is still just one person.

In that case, if Ye Guichen is eliminated, the Spirit Beast Sect’s treasures become theirs.

This logic is something they all understood.

Furthermore, now that the Spirit Beast Sect has turned demonic, the surviving half-demons have retreated to the Northern North Desolation and become a demon clan wanting to devour humans.

And humans and the Demon Clan are mortal enemies.

Even if they take the treasures of the Spirit Beast Sect, no one in the world could fault them for it.

On the contrary, they would be praised for their acquisition.

Because the treasures with Ye Guichen originated from the Spirit Beast Sect.

If they seize them, they are essentially taking the treasures from the Spirit Beast Sect.

This is a good deed against demons.

It was for this reason they acted so boldly, even at the cost of offending Wan Jian Villa.

"Alright, alright, you two, don’t forget why we’re here today."

A middle-aged man, short and mousey, about one and a half meters tall, interrupted the argument between the people of the Ice Silkworm Sect and Wuwei Dao.

As soon as the middle-aged man spoke, the crowd immediately quieted down, seemingly very wary of the short man.

The short man stepped in front of Feng Jiuling, looked up and cupped his hands towards him, "Master Feng, I, Huang Mei, would like to say a word."

Seeing the short man, Feng Jiuling’s pupils shrank, an unmistakable wariness in his eyes, "Meishan Ancestor, you, you’re here too? I didn’t see you just now. How did you..."

"Master Feng, let’s not waste words," the short man waved his hand, interrupting Feng Jiuling.

The words that Feng Jiuling was about to say were swallowed back, and he quickly nodded, "Meishan Ancestor, please speak directly. If it’s doable, I, Feng Jiuling, will not refuse."

"Haha, good!" The Meishan Ancestor laughed heartily, "Since it’s come to this, I won’t hold back."

The Meishan Ancestor put his hands behind his back, smiling as he looked at Feng Jiuling, who was more than half a body taller, "Master Feng, you should know what everyone means. That Ye Guichen stole the Spirit Beast Sect’s treasures and colluded with the Yin Ghost Sect, naturally, we righteous sects must unite against him."

"Previously, your Wan Jian Villa’s Dugu Yue personally declared to kill that lad at all costs, but now you keep him in Wan Jian Villa. Surely you don’t intend to keep the treasures for yourself?"

Feng Jiuling hurriedly cupped his hands, "Meishan Ancestor, you are a senior, not appearing in the world for many years; there are things you may not know. That Mr. Ye is truly not an evil man."

"Enough, I just want to ask you one thing, will you hand him over or not?" The Meishan Ancestor had run out of patience, interrupting Feng Jiuling again. A mocking smile appeared on his lips as he stomped his foot, suddenly unleashing a terrifying pressure.

Boom!

The crowd felt this pressure, and were utterly astonished.

Some with weaker cultivation even broke out into a cold sweat down their backs.

"What? Meishan Ancestor has already reached the Golden Core Realm?"

"How is that possible? As I heard, the last time Meishan Ancestor secluded himself, he was only at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment. In just seven or eight years, he’s become a Golden Core master?"

"Heavens, no wonder the Meishan Sect is grandstanding this time. Turns out they have something to rely on!"

"Alas, since Meishan Ancestor got involved, even if we find Ye Guichen, we’re afraid we won’t get any benefits."

Many people were secretly astonished, yet couldn’t help but feel a bit disheartened.

Before coming, they all harbored hopes of getting a share of the treasures from Ye Guichen, but now it seems that hoping for a fair distribution has become impossible.