My gorgeous wife Chapter 2350 - 2318: Far West of the Continent, Coffin of Deathly Silence

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Previously on My gorgeous wife...
After the fall of the Black and White Empire, its disciples were hunted for their accumulated wealth. Li Chen, who claimed no relation to the Chen family, was attacked by greedy cultivators. Despite his apparent weakness, Li Chen easily subdued them and brutally executed one of his attackers. He then forced the remaining cultivators to pledge their loyalty through Soul Blood, commanding them to take him to a city and find specific items.

Desolation City.

This is a massive city built in the desert.

For the Holy Spirits of Wildland Continent, the West is an extremely desolate place, not only is the Spiritual Energy thin, but the terrain is extremely rugged.

And Desolation City is such a massive city built in the desert of the West.

It is also the largest city in the entire Western region of the Wildland Continent.

Because of the treacherous terrain and harsh environment, the residents of the West are very ferocious. It’s not that Western cultivators have high cultivation, but among them, regardless of age or gender, ninety-nine percent can pick up a knife and fiercely battle someone.

Such things would never happen in the prosperous areas of the Wildland Continent.

As long as they have a little cultivation, strong individuals cherish their reputation, and would never act lightly. But once they do, no matter how strong they are, there must be flair. At least when they act, they can earn cheers, that’s what it means to be strong.

But it’s different in the West.

Here, no one cares about flair or elegance, when they act, it’s absolutely ruthless, simple, direct, and... deadly.

Western residents not only fight with the ferocious Demon Beasts but also contend with the heavens and the earth, and due to the scarcity of Cultivation Resources, they also fight among fellow cultivators.

This is the true portrayal of the Great West of the Wildland Continent.

And on this day, an unusual group appeared on the road leading to the West.

All who saw this peculiar group avoided them, revealing extremely strange expressions.

Because this group was really too strange.

Several Earth-level experts, capable of escaping the gravity of the land and soaring in the sky, had become laborers!

Although they were flying in the sky, each one had a rope tied around their waist, and at the junction of the ropes was a simple bamboo chair made of ordinary bamboo.

On the bamboo chair sat a young man dressed in a black and white robe.

What was most bizarre was that the young man had no cultivation at all.

So here’s the question.

What qualifications does this young man without the slightest cultivation have to make so many Earth-level experts act as his carriers?

Nobody knew, yet some insightful individuals began to secretly speculate about the young man’s identity.

And the most likely association was undoubtedly the black and white robe adorning the youth.

In the past tens of millions of years, such a robe symbolized the strongest empire on the continent, the Black and White Empire.

But similarly, even within the Black and White Empire, only those with extremely high status were qualified to wear black and white robes.

Could it be... this young man is a survivor of the Black and White Empire?

But if he truly is a remnant of the Black and White Empire, isn’t he afraid of being besieged while making such a public appearance?

Even if the alliance against the Black and White Empire doesn’t act, wouldn’t some small factions looking to curry favor seize such a rare opportunity to show goodwill?

Even though those people are Earth-level experts, their cultivation is limited, and intercepting them shouldn’t be too difficult, right?

But how did they manage to fly to this Western region?

Did they secretly sneak over under aliases, knowing that the West is chaotic, so much so that even the alliance can’t handle it, hence they appeared so openly?

As for the gazes from outsiders, the Earth-level experts carrying the chair dared not say a word, nor even glance at others.

They didn’t know nor cared about others’ speculations.

But they were clear on how they made it through this journey.

There were attempts to assassinate them along the way.

To say nothing else, this youth’s black and white robe was quite conspicuous.

Originally, they thought that when faced with assassinations, they would have a chance to escape.

But the final result... was beyond their wildest expectations.

All the assassins targeting this black and white robed youth, no matter how high their cultivation, no matter how many they were, were annihilated by a mere glance from this seemingly ordinary white-haired youth.

It was truly a case of Soul Annihilation, leaving them no chance of Reincarnation.

And... everyone!

On this journey to the West, they faced a total of thirty-seven assassination attempts.

Each batch of assassins was more numerous and stronger than the last.

During the thirty-seventh attempt, blocking their way was a huge force of over a thousand.

Furthermore, in the squad, there were hundreds of Earth-level experts, and even a few Heaven-level Experts, known as ’Celestials’ on the Wildland Continent.

But the final result...

Thinking of that terrifying scene still sent chills down their spine.

They were truly fortunate, thankful for being the first to encounter this unknown lord and lucky enough to survive this lord’s presence.

Because none of the assassins they encountered afterward had any survivors!

"My lord, we have arrived at Desolation City."

Stopping in front of the massive city, they slowly descended, setting the bamboo chair gently on the ground.

Even though they were drenched in sweat, they dared not wipe it away.

At this moment, the white-haired youth sitting on the bamboo chair slowly opened his eyes.

Instinctively, the Earth-level experts bowed their heads.

Because during the journey, this white-haired lord had proven through facts that when he opened his eyes, someone was bound to die.

Yet, evidently, this time, he opened his eyes without causing any deaths.

"Have we arrived?"

Li Chen slowly stood up, his steps unsteady, appearing as an ordinary mortal.

Over the past eighty million years, he battled against the Black Qi for control over the Sea of Consciousness, ultimately forcing the Black Qi out completely.

The Black Qi, retreating into his body, began devouring his Physical Refinement Cultivation.

As for Yuan Force, it had long been completely consumed.

Now, aside from his incredibly powerful Divine Soul, his physical body truly was that of a mere mortal.

In this Cultivation Civilization, even a child’s punch would injure him.

"The West, Land of Dead Silence."

Li Chen closed his eyes, recalling the information he gathered from the assassins along the way.

With his formidable Divine Soul, Li Chen’s final analysis concluded that the Far West Land of Dead Silence might be the key place where his first strand of Energy was birthed.

This journey, Li Chen had consumed so-called magical Spiritual Medicine of Wildland Continent, yet evidently, such herbs had no effect on him.

Li Chen came to understand that the level of this continent was far too low to possess anything valuable.

Thus, besides these, Li Chen could only devise his own means.

This time coming to Desolation City and the Far West Land was Li Chen’s target.

Legend holds that there, resides a Populus Euphratica Divine Tree that sprouts amidst deathly silence, growing in the heart of the scorching, arid desert!