A magical journey of a sharp-tongued woman and a goofy man

The two exchanged a smile, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Ye Shuli coughed lightly, breaking the slightly awkward silence, "Ahem, well, let's go."

Leaving the bustling banquet hall, the two headed towards the family's ancestral home.

The place of inheritance is located deep in the mountains behind the Ye family's ancestral home, a place said to be fraught with danger and difficult for ordinary people to approach.

Ye Shuli and Jiang Ye both knew that this trip was dangerous, but for the sake of their family's secret, they went without hesitation.

As night fell, a thin mist filled the mountains and forests, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects adding to the eerie atmosphere.

The towering ancient trees blocked out the sun, and the moonlight could only filter through the gaps in the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

The air was filled with the fresh scent of earth and grass, mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible odor of decay.

"This atmosphere is like a scene from a horror movie!" Jiang Ye muttered, trying to break the suffocating silence.

Ye Shuli glared at him, "Shut up! Do you want to attract wolves?" Although she said that, she couldn't help but tighten her grip on the dagger in her hand, her heart hanging in the air.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, as if something was lurking in the darkness, watching their every move.

Suddenly, Ye Shuli slipped and stepped on a loose stone.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, her body tilting downwards uncontrollably.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ye reached out and caught her around the waist, preventing her from falling flat on her face.

"Be careful!" Jiang Ye's concerned voice rang in Ye Shuli's ear, and his warm breath brushed against her earlobe, making her feel a tingling sensation.

Ye Shuli steadied herself, raised her head, and met Jiang Ye's deep eyes.

At this moment, the two were extremely close, almost able to feel each other's breath.

An ambiguous atmosphere filled the air, Ye Shuli's cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart began to race uncontrollably.

Jiang Ye looked down at Ye Shuli in his arms. The moonlight shone on her fair face, making her look even more beautiful and charming.

His eyes were filled with pity, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her arm, which had been scratched by a branch. "Are you alright? Does it hurt?"

Ye Shuli shook her head, about to speak, when she heard a rustling sound coming from not far away...

"Who?!" Jiang Ye shouted sharply, his eyes instantly turning fierce.

"Oh, you're quite alert!" A chilling laugh came from the darkness, and then several dark figures leaped out of the woods, instantly surrounding Ye Shuli and Jiang Ye.

The assassins were dressed in black, wielded sharp blades, and had eyes as sinister as venomous snakes; they were clearly not to be trifled with.

"Damn, this is definitely a death flag!" Jiang Ye muttered, but he didn't dare to slack off in his actions, tightly protecting Ye Shuli behind him.

The assassins gave them no chance to catch their breath and launched an attack instantly.

The air was thick with the glint of swords and the chilling aura of killing intent.

Although Jiang Ye only possessed the strength of an early-stage Spirit Master, he unleashed astonishing combat power at the critical moment of life and death.

He moved nimbly, dodging left and right, parrying the assassins' attacks while muttering, "What the hell are you guys here to fight or dance? Your moves are all flashy and fancy, but they're not practical at all!"

Ye Shuli wasn't idle either. Although she wasn't good at close combat, she skillfully used her modern knowledge to employ hidden weapons, occasionally giving the assassins a "surprise".

She handles darts, poison needles, and all sorts of gadgets with ease.

The assassins clearly hadn't expected Jiang Ye and Ye Shuli to be so difficult to deal with. They had thought they would be easy prey, but they turned out to be tough nuts to crack.

One of the assassins, enraged, roared, "Stop playing around! Let's finish this quickly!"

The assassins' attacks intensified, and the clash of swords sounded particularly jarring in the silent night.

Although Jiang Ye tried his best, the difference in strength was too great, and several bloody marks began to appear on his body.

"Tsk, these guys are actually pretty good." He grinned, but his eyes were unusually determined.

"This kid isn't strong, but he's ruthless!" Not far away, several passing cultivators were attracted by the commotion and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement when they saw Jiang Ye fighting against a stronger opponent.

"Tsk tsk, what a madman."

"That's a real man!"

Immediately, various discussions arose, but no one dared to step forward to help, after all, these assassins looked like troublemakers.

Just when everyone thought Jiang Ye was about to be defeated, he suddenly used a "spinning kick" to send an assassin flying, but in doing so, he also revealed a weakness.

A flash of cold light appeared, and a sharp blade pierced his chest.

"Watch out!" Ye Shuli exclaimed, but it was too late to stop them.

"Thud—" The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was exceptionally clear in the night sky.

Jiang Ye let out a muffled groan, his body swaying slightly.

"You..." Ye Shuli's pupils shrank suddenly, and her face turned deathly pale.

When Ye Shuli saw Jiang Ye injured, she was extremely anxious, and tears welled up in her eyes, but her hands became even more determined because of her anger and resolve.

Without hesitation, she helped Jiang Ye up, quickly took out a bottle of golden potion from her bosom, and gently pried open Jiang Ye's lips with trembling fingers, slowly pouring the potion into his mouth.

"You absolutely cannot be hurt, do you hear me?" Ye Shuli's voice trembled, but her tone was extremely firm.

Jiang Ye felt the warmth of the medicine spreading rapidly through his body, and his injuries quickly improved.

He opened his eyes and saw Ye Shuli's concerned gaze, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

He reached out and gently took her hand, feeling her warmth and strength. Their eyes met tightly at that moment, and the atmosphere around them seemed to be infected by this love, becoming gentle and full of hope.

"You..." Jiang Ye was about to say something when he suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

He raised his head suddenly,

"There's an ambush!" Ye Shuli reacted quickly and cast a spell, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate and form an invisible barrier.

She used the surrounding soil and vegetation to set up a series of traps.

The assassins were clearly caught off guard by this turn of events, and were thrown into disarray, falling victim to the attacks one after another.

"How could there be a trap?!" one of the assassins shouted in terror, when suddenly his feet sank and he was trapped in the mud, unable to move.

"Now's the time!" Jiang Ye roared, his body leaping forward with the speed of a cheetah. The dagger in his hand gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and he struck another assassin precisely in the throat.

The assassins began to retreat in disarray, descending into chaos.

Ye Shuli calmly manipulated the surrounding elements, launching new attacks and driving the assassins into a corner.

Jiang Ye's every counterattack was precise and sharp, as if drawing dazzling streaks of light in the darkness.

Just then, an assassin suddenly launched a sneak attack from the side, but Ye Shuli was already prepared, and a poisoned needle in her hand accurately shot into the man's arm.

The assassin screamed and collapsed to the ground.

"Hmph, you bunch of nobodies, you're really overestimating yourselves!" Jiang Ye sneered disdainfully, but there was a hint of weariness in his eyes.

He turned to look at Ye Shuli, his eyes filled with gratitude and tenderness.

"We won," Ye Shuli said softly, her voice trembling slightly.

She held Jiang Ye's hand tightly, as if at this moment, their hearts were more closely connected.

At this moment, the atmosphere around them had completely changed, transforming from tense fighting into the joy of victory.

However, at that moment, a chilling laugh came from the darkness in the distance, as if foreshadowing a new crisis.

Seeing that things were not going well, the assassins were about to retreat when they pulled out several strangely shaped black spheres from their pockets.

The surface of the sphere shimmered with an eerie red light, emanating an unsettling aura.

"Oh no, they're about to unleash a powerful attack!" Jiang Ye exclaimed, instinctively shielding Ye Shuli behind him.

"What are these things?" Ye Shuli squinted, carefully observing the spheres.

She frowned slightly, quickly flipping through the records in her family's ancient books in her mind.

"I know, this is the 'Spirit Devouring Pearl'! A wicked thing specifically designed to devour spiritual energy!"

"Tsk, there's even such cutting-edge technology?" Jiang Ye looked disgusted, but his eyes became extremely serious.

"That thing looks dangerous, Li'er, do you have any way to deal with it?"

Ye Shuli took a deep breath. "Although this Soul-Devouring Pearl is powerful, it has a fatal weakness: it fears the extreme Yang energy." A confident smile appeared on her lips. "Jiang Ye, I'll distract them later. You find the right opportunity and attack its core with your strongest power!"

"No problem, leave it to me!" Jiang Ye rubbed his hands together, eager to teach these guys a lesson.

The assassins grinned as they tossed the Soul-Devouring Orbs at the two men. The orbs traced a strange arc in the air, distorting the surrounding air.

"Holy crap, these special effects are pretty cool!" Jiang Ye exclaimed, then his eyes sharpened as he concentrated all his spiritual energy into his fists.

Ye Shuli let out a soft shout, and her spiritual power instantly erupted, forming an invisible barrier that temporarily blocked the incoming Spirit Devouring Pearl.

At the same time, she took out a talisman that shone with golden light from her bosom. The talisman burned in her hand, emitting a powerful yang energy.

"Now!" Ye Shuli shouted, throwing the talisman in her hand toward the Soul Devouring Pearl.

Seeing this, the assassins tried to stop him, but Jiang Ye was already poised to strike and rushed out like lightning.

"Take this punch!" Jiang Ye roared, his fists slamming into the core of the Soul Devouring Pearl with tremendous force.

With a loud "bang," the Soul-Devouring Pearl shattered and dissipated into wisps of black smoke in the air.

Seeing this, the assassins completely lost their will to fight and scattered in all directions, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Phew, finally we've taken care of these guys." Jiang Ye let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ye Shuli stepped forward, a hint of worry in her eyes. "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious." Jiang Ye waved his hand dismissively, but looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.

The two exchanged a smile, and the joy of surviving the ordeal spread through their hearts.

However, when they finally arrived at the place where their family had been passed down, they found it shrouded in a thin layer of black mist.

Within the mist, a mysterious force surged, as if something was preventing them from entering.

That power was far greater than that of the assassins they had encountered before.

Ye Shuli and Jiang Ye exchanged a glance.

"It seems the trouble has only just begun..."