My gorgeous wife Chapter 2277 - 2245: Demon Lords

Nine years passed, and the Tianchen Continent was increasingly turbulent, especially the Jianghu among the cultivators, which was even more spectacular.

Among them, the most astonishing was undoubtedly the rise of the Ye Qiu Sect.

This Sect, which dominated the Tianchen Continent four hundred years ago, finally burst forth after over a hundred years of silence.

The sect master, Ye Xiangdong, even leapt to become one of the Supreme Powerhouses on Tianchen Continent.

Even some strong contenders on the verge of Ascension who went to challenge Ye Xiangdong returned heavily defeated.

Ye Xiangdong’s immense strength naturally attracted countless geniuses to flock to him. In these past years, the Ye Qiu Sect finally regained its vitality, and under Ye Xiangdong’s strong support, the entire Ye Qiu Sect began to flourish vigorously.

Even in the current era, which is more suitable for cultivators and where geniuses are emerging one after another, few strong figures in Jianghu dare to offend the Ye Qiu Sect.

Even similarly powerful Sects only maintain friendly relations with the Ye Qiu Sect.

In everyone’s eyes, the Ye Qiu Sect, a sleeping lion dormant for one or two hundred years, has finally awakened.

However, no one knows that everything about the Ye Qiu Sect today is merely the result of two simple encounters.

On this day, a group of people suddenly appeared outside the Distant Mountain Village.

What seemed strange was that these people’s faces looked somewhat pale, and they all exuded a cold aura that sent shivers down one’s spine just by looking at them.

At the entrance of the village, Little Tu was staring at the sapling that had already grown into a big tree, as if he hadn’t seen this group of people at all, still fixated on the tree in front of him.

Having watched it for eight years, Little Tu was still watching, as if he could never get tired of it.

"Hah! Those damned guys from the Ye Qiu Sect chased us for a whole year, and we finally shook them off!" Someone in the group laughed coldly.

"Next time, if I encounter any young disciples coming down from the Ye Qiu Sect, I’ll drain their blood, skin them alive, and leave one alive to throw back on the mountain of the Ye Qiu Sect and see how they handle it." An elder spoke coldly.

They hail from a Demonic Path Sect on the Tianchen Continent, and because they recklessly slaughtered innocents, the Righteous Path of the Tianchen Continent wanted them all dead, eventually leading to the experts of the Ye Qiu Sect personally hunting them down.

After losing a few people, a group of Demonic Path experts began a desperate escape, lasting a whole year, finally shaking off the pursuit of the Ye Qiu Sect only recently.

"Look, there’s a village ahead, just right for us to replenish some Yang Blood!" One person fixed his eyes on the remote mountain village not far away, and laughed sinisterly.

"Already saw it. Don’t those guys want to eliminate demons and uphold the path? We’ll kill here, and what can they do to us? Hahaha!!"

The group quickly arrived at the village entrance, immediately spotting the boy squatting at the entrance. Just as they were about to speak, they saw the boy grin foolishly at them.

"Boy, where is this place?" A Demonic Path expert spoke with a condescending tone, looking down on him.

As one of the few Demonic Path experts, he indeed had the right to disdain these crude villagers from the mountains and fields.

Moreover, if they weren’t so exhausted, they wouldn’t even bother to come to such a place to ’feed’.

However, in response to his words, the boy showed no reaction, still smiling foolishly at them.

"Turns out he’s a fool." The speaker frowned disdainfully, "This fool’s Yang Blood, I don’t need it. Whoever wants it can take it."

"Old Monster Xie, you won’t even take the Yang Blood right in front of your mouth? Hahaha!"

"Anyway, I wouldn’t want to draw blood from a fool, even if it’s for Alchemy, I’m afraid I’d concoct a Pill that makes me stupid."

The group laughed wantonly, paying no mind that several villagers had gathered at the village entrance, vigilantly watching these uninvited guests.

"Who... are you people?" A villager wielding a hoe shouted at the group, summoning his courage.

"Us?" A young man stepped forward, grinning oddly. With a sudden wave of his hand, the villager’s head unexpectedly vanished from his neck.

Blood spurting three feet high, the sinister young man was not at all fazed. Instead, he reached out his hand, and the originally gushing blood started to gather out of thin air, finally forming a Blood Bead.

"Zhu Jiuyin, your Blood Refining Art is becoming more proficient." The group of demonic characters were not alarmed at such a scene; instead, they smiled lightly at the young man.

But after seeing this scene, the group immediately trembled with fear, not daring to resist. One villager screamed "Run" at the top of his lungs, and the villagers frantically ran towards the back of the village.

In the back of the village, there was a small path that led directly to the back mountain. They hoped to escape to the back mountain and evade this group of ruthless demon lords.

"Run?"

The group smiled oddly, "Where can you run to?"

Before long, miserable screams echoed among the village.

At the entrance, Little Tu showed no reaction, still blankly staring at the tree.

One demon lord casually glanced back at Little Tu and sneered, "Truly a fool."

At this moment, a cute girl with wheat-colored skin happened to walk in from outside. The foolish Little Tu looked up and smiled at the girl.

The girl also saw the boy and was about to smile back, but suddenly caught sight of the bloodgore in the village.

Her face changed, and hurriedly put down the basket from her back, rushing towards Little Tu immediately.

"Oh, didn’t expect such goods in such a remote place. Not bad, the Yuan Yin is still there. After taking your Yuan Yin, you can still be a good cauldron."

The young demon lord, who had previously mocked Little Tu, suddenly turned and saw the girl rushing over, sneering, his figure flickered, and he blocked the girl.

"Little girl, I, Zhu Jiuyin, declare that from this moment on, you are my private property!" Zhu Jiuyin laughed maniacally, reaching out to grab the girl.

However, even at this moment, Cui He was not worried about herself, but anxiously looked at Little Tu.

Because, for the first time in so many years, she saw Little Tu stand up voluntarily, moving his gaze away from the tree outside mealtime.

"Little Tu, don’t come over, run away yourself!" Cui He hurriedly yelled.

The demon lord Zhu Jiuyin turned his head with a sneer, watching the country boy rushing towards him quickly. "Just a fool. I didn’t intend to bicker with you, but since you insist on coming..."

"Bang!!!!"

Little Tu, with his pair of snow-white hands admired by all the women in the village, clenched them into fists and punched Zhu Jiuyin.

And then, the demon lord Zhu Jiuyin, who was full of contempt just moments ago, abruptly disappeared.

No blood spattering, no flesh and bones.

But utterly... turned to ashes.