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

Ye Shuli's ominous premonition grew stronger. She looked at Jiang Ye, about to speak, but found that he suddenly froze as if he had been struck by a pressure point.

Jiang Ye's eyes, which usually gleamed with cunning, were now as deep and unfathomable as if they had been stained with ink.

What kind of trouble is this kid up to now?

Before Ye Shuli could even figure out what was going on, Young Master Lin's icy voice rang out, tinged with sarcasm, "Oh, isn't this our 'love saint' Jiang Ye? What, you've won the heart of a beauty and you're getting cocky?"

Young Master Su strolled forward leisurely, still the same elegant gentleman with a gentle smile on his lips, but a shadow of gloom flickered in his eyes. "It seems we've come at the wrong time, disturbing your love."

Ye Shuli felt completely overwhelmed. These two were like persistent ghosts. She rubbed her temples and cursed inwardly, "I must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes." How could this chaotic situation never end?

Jiang Ye slowly came back to his senses. A smirk appeared on his lips, revealing a carefree smile, and a hint of provocation in his eyes. "Oh, isn't this Young Master Lin and Young Master Su? What, looking for trouble again?"

Young Master Lin snorted coldly, his spiritual energy surging around him like a lion about to pounce. "Hmph, you? A mere early-stage Spiritualist, yet you dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

Jiang Ye crossed his arms and retorted without backing down, "What, you think you're so great just because you're a Spirit Venerable? Can you take on ten of me one-on-one? If not, then stop your nonsense."

Ye Shuli sighed, rubbing her forehead, as she watched the two about to put on another "elementary school quarrel" scene. It was such a headache!

"I said, can you two just shut up for once?" Ye Shuli couldn't hold back any longer. She glared at the two of them, her tone tinged with impatience. "All you ever do is bicker and fight over who's the best guy. Can't you get down to business?"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Lin immediately looked aggrieved, his tone filled with resentment, "Shuli, we did it all for you!"

Young Master Su looked at her with deep affection, "Yes, Shuli, we just want to protect you."

Ye Shuli felt goosebumps all over her body. These two are really something else!

She took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "No need. Your staying away from me is the best protection for me."

Jiang Ye felt a pang of heartache seeing her helpless and troubled expression.

He gripped Ye Shuli's hand tightly, as if trying to embed it into his own bones, then raised his head, looking at Young Master Lin and Young Master Su with a firm and domineering gaze, "My woman is none of your business to tell her what to do."

The air seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere instantly became tense. Young Master Lin and Young Master Su had livid faces, but Jiang Ye showed no sign of backing down.

Ye Shuli looked at the hand that was tightly holding hers, feeling the warmth from his palm. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but she suddenly felt a strange, indescribable feeling in her heart.

She looked up at Jiang Ye, about to say something, but then she saw a glint in his eyes...

sly?

Before she could think it through, she heard Jiang Ye say, "Let's go, wife."

Ye Shuli was stunned and before she could react, Jiang Ye pulled her forward.

Jiang Ye gripped Ye Shuli's hand tightly, with such force that it seemed he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

He raised his head, his eyes like those of a wolf, and swept over Young Master Lin and Young Master Su, his tone arrogant and domineering: "My woman, none of you will ever touch her."

Ye Shuli felt the warmth of his palm, her cheeks flushed slightly, but strangely, she didn't feel any aversion to it.

She didn't break free, and this small gesture made Jiang Ye overjoyed, his mouth practically stretching to the back of his head.

Young Master Lin was instantly enraged. His spiritual energy surged like boiling water as he wished he could tear Jiang Ye to shreds. He gritted his teeth and let out a low growl like a wild beast: "Jiang Ye, you're asking for death!"

Young Master Su remained calm and composed, gently waving his folding fan. His tone was gentle, yet carried an undeniable chill: "Young Master Jiang, such domineering behavior may displease the beauty."

Young Master Lin sneered and retorted without any politeness: "Young Master Su, stop pretending. Everyone knows what you're thinking."

The tension between the two instantly flared up, and a strong smell of jealousy filled the air. Ye Shuli rubbed her forehead, feeling like she had truly fallen into a wolf's den.

She was about to try and mediate the fight, but found herself at a loss for what to do. These two were just too difficult to deal with!

Jiang Ye didn't care about their anger at all. He grabbed Ye Shuli's hand and said with a roguish smile, "Wife, let's go. What's the point of talking to these two idiots? Look at their stupid faces."

After saying that, Jiang Ye grabbed Ye Shuli and walked forward without looking back.

Ye Shuli stumbled as he pulled her, but she didn't break free. Her thoughts were complicated, a mixture of helplessness in the face of this chaotic situation and a hidden expectation of Jiang Ye's domineering behavior.

Seeing this, Young Master Lin and Young Master Su wanted to chase after them, but they were too proud to admit it. They glared at each other, wishing they could tear each other to pieces with their eyes.

Just then, Ye Shuli suddenly stopped. A sly glint flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, as if she had thought of something interesting...

Ye Shuli suddenly stopped in her tracks. She turned around and gave Young Master Lin and Young Master Su a meaningful smile. "Gentlemen, since you are so persistent, why don't we have a competition?"

Young Master Lin and Young Master Su exchanged glances, a complex emotion flashing in each other's eyes.

Young Master Lin raised an eyebrow and sneered, "A contest? How do you want to contest?"

Young Master Su gently waved his folding fan, his eyes calm, but a smile appeared on his lips: "Shuli, just tell me how you want to compete."

Ye Shuli curled her lips into a confident smile. "It's simple. Whoever can surpass the other in strength can continue to pursue me. What do you say?"

These words immediately caused an uproar among those around them.

The crowd began to discuss the matter, with some praising Ye Shuli's wit and others secretly admiring her decisiveness.

Young Master Lin and Young Master Su exchanged a glance, and both felt a surge of admiration in their hearts.

Young Master Lin stepped forward first, his body surging with spiritual energy, his aura soaring like a rainbow. "Alright, I'll go first."

Young Master Su smiled slightly, but did not rush to make a move. He secretly assessed the situation in his mind. He did not expect that Ye Shuli could turn the problem of their relationship into a contest of strength in this way, which made him admire her.

Jiang Ye glanced at Ye Shuli,

After a brief standoff, Young Master Lin launched the first attack.

With a wave of his hands, a surge of spiritual energy swept towards Jiang Ye like a storm. Jiang Ye dodged quickly, but was still hit and instantly staggered back several steps.

The onlookers gasped in astonishment, marveling at Young Master Lin's immense power.

Although Jiang Ye was struggling, his movements were extremely agile, and he constantly looked for opportunities amidst Young Master Lin's attacks.

He suddenly darted out, forming a series of complex hand seals, and uttered a low shout: "Ice Breaking Technique!"

A chill instantly surged from Jiang Ye's palm, transforming into a sharp ice blade aimed directly at Young Master Lin.

Young Master Lin snorted coldly, clasped his hands together, and a wall of fire instantly appeared, colliding with the ice blade and producing a deafening sound.

The surrounding audience was drawn to the fierce battle, and they cheered for Jiang Ye's courage and adaptability.

Just as Young Master Lin thought victory was assured and was preparing to launch his final attack, Jiang Ye's eyes suddenly became unusually firm. He smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "It's not over yet."

Jiang Ye suddenly waved his hand, and a new spell emerged from his fingertips, pointing directly at Young Master Lin.

Jiang Ye waved his hand, and a strange green light shot out from his fingertip, so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to catch it.

The green light did not attack directly, but spread rapidly around Young Master Lin, forming a strange green light shield that emitted a nauseating stench.

"What the hell?!" Young Master Lin's expression changed drastically. He felt a strange power surging within the light barrier, constantly eroding his spiritual power.

He hurriedly channeled his spiritual power to try and break through the light barrier, only to find that the barrier was like a leech, firmly trapping him.

"Hehe, this is my newly learned 'Swamp Technique,' how does it taste?" Jiang Ye grinned mischievously, his tone tinged with smugness.

He learned this swamp technique from an ancient book; it can create a corrosive swamp that traps enemies and gradually weakens them.

Young Master Lin's face turned ashen; he hadn't expected Jiang Ye to have such a treacherous trick up his sleeve.

He struggled desperately, only to find that his spiritual power was rapidly draining away, and his body was becoming heavier and heavier, as if he were sinking into a quagmire.

"Admit defeat, Young Master Lin, you've already lost." Jiang Ye crossed his arms, looking confident of victory.

Young Master Lin was filled with shame and indignation. He, a powerful early-stage Spirit Venerable, had actually been defeated by a mere early-stage Spirit Practitioner, which made him lose all face.

He gritted his teeth and said reluctantly, "I...I give up."

Jiang Ye laughed and dispelled the swamp spell. Young Master Lin collapsed to the ground, pale and weak.

Seeing this, Ye Shuli was secretly delighted; Jiang Ye's victory made her incredibly proud.

She walked over to Jiang Ye, gently patted his shoulder, and smiled, "Well done!"

Jiang Ye proudly raised his chin.

However, at that moment, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

A commotion arose in the crowd as several men in black silently appeared around them, their eyes cold and menacing, seemingly waiting for an opportunity.

Young Master Su hadn't even entered the arena yet, but he seemed to have sensed something; his gaze swept around the surroundings.

Ye Shuli also sensed that something was wrong, and an ominous premonition rose in her heart.

"Protect Miss Ye!" a man in black suddenly shouted, and then dozens of men in black attacked Ye Shuli simultaneously.

"Not good!" Jiang Ye's expression changed. He quickly shielded Ye Shuli behind him, preparing to fight.

"Hmph, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!" A chilling voice came from the crowd. "Today, no one can save her!"

A mysterious figure dressed in a black robe slowly walked out, his face covered by a strange mask, obscuring his true appearance.

He held a black dagger in his hand, exuding a chilling murderous aura.

"Who are you?" Ye Shuli asked warily.

The man in black robes sneered, offering no reply, but slowly raised the dagger in his hand…