The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 83

Seeing the incoming attack, Jiang Surou didn’t have time to dodge. She quickly raised her sword horizontally to block the blow.

With a deafening clang, her sword was sent flying from her hands. The force of the impact caused a severe backlash, making her cough up blood as she was thrown backward.

Han Feng, enraged, clenched his teeth. Seeing the evil cultivator about to pursue Jiang Surou, he immediately charged forward at full speed. Unleashing a whirlwind, he blasted the evil cultivator away and caught Jiang Surou in his arms.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. My Wood-Attribute Spirit Root might not excel in combat, but it gives me strong vitality and recovery. Killing me won’t be easy. Don’t worry about me—go fight!” Jiang Surou wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and pulled out a whip from her storage pouch. She lashed it at the evil cultivator.

Caught off guard, the evil cultivator was struck hard by the whip. Although it didn’t cause him much harm, the whip visibly extended, transforming into a vine that tightly bound him.

Seeing this opportunity, Han Feng and Gao Hai seized the moment. One from the front and one from the back, they drove their swords through the evil cultivator’s chest.

Believing they had secured victory, smiles appeared on their faces.

However, the evil cultivator merely sneered, showing no sign of pain. Blood energy suddenly surged from his wounds, his aura exploding outward. A powerful wave of energy swept through the area, flinging all three attackers away.

Han Feng barely managed to shield Jiang Surou with his body, absorbing most of the impact on his back.

All three crashed heavily to the ground.

The vine that had bound the evil cultivator snapped and fell apart, scattering across the ground.

Struggling to stand, Gao Hai’s expression turned grim as he said,
“This is bad. He’s burning his blood energy to draw power from his Blood Qi Foundation Platform. His combat strength has skyrocketed, far surpassing all three of us!”

“What do we do now?” Han Feng asked, wiping blood from his mouth.

“We have to call for reinforcements!” Gao Hai declared.

Just as he spoke, he suddenly looked toward the west and exclaimed with joy,
“No need! Reinforcements have arrived!”

Han Feng and Jiang Surou turned to see two streaks of light approaching from the west. The two figures weren’t using flying swords or tools but were instead flying through the air on their own, clearly Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Han Feng and Jiang Surou didn’t recognize them, but seeing help coming from the direction of their sect, they felt a sense of relief.

With two Foundation Establishment reinforcements, defeating the evil cultivator seemed certain.

Gao Hai waved excitedly and called out,
“Senior Ye Qingyun, Senior Ye Liuchuan! Over here! Come help us kill this enemy!”

Hearing this, Han Feng’s expression darkened instantly.

The reinforcements were from the Ye family!

Jiang Surou noticed Han Feng’s grim expression. Grasping his hand, she reassured him,
“It’s okay. This is a sect-assigned mission. The Ye family wouldn’t dare to act against us now. The only way they’d risk it is if they killed all three of us. And if they do attack you, do you think Senior Brother Gao Hai wouldn’t report them?”

The newcomers were both middle-aged male cultivators. Gao Hai referred to them as seniors out of respect for their age, not their cultivation level.

The two Ye family members halted midair, surveying the battlefield.

Upon spotting Han Feng, Ye Qingyun sneered,
“Well, well. Isn’t this the little thief who declared eternal enmity with our Ye family? What a coincidence to run into you here.”

Han Feng’s face was stern, and he remained silent, carefully observing their attitudes.

Gao Hai frowned and said,
“Gentlemen, this evil cultivator is particularly troublesome. Let’s join forces to kill him. We can split the credit evenly afterward.”

“Quiet, you brat. This isn’t your place to speak,” Ye Qingyun snapped coldly before turning to the evil cultivator and saying,
“Where’s the blood pill?”

The evil cultivator snorted,
“You’re too late. They pushed me too hard. I couldn’t beat them, so I had no choice but to swallow the blood pill and break through to Foundation Establishment just to survive!”

Hearing this, Gao Hai, Han Feng, and Jiang Surou’s faces all changed dramatically.

In disbelief, Gao Hai asked,
“The blood pill… was commissioned by the Ye family?”

“Silence!” Ye Qingyun roared, striking Gao Hai with a palm. Gao Hai spat out a mouthful of blood as he was slammed to the ground. Han Feng and Jiang Surou immediately rushed to support him.

Ye Qingyun’s gaze turned icy as he glared at the evil cultivator.
“How dare you swallow the blood pill meant for the Ye family? We meticulously selected this location to refine the blood pill, all for the sake of helping my nephew, Ye Longyuan, break through to Foundation Establishment.

Do you realize the risk we took to refine that pill? And you had the audacity to consume it?”

The evil cultivator, unwilling to back down, shot into the air and shouted,
“Ye, when they broke the formation, the blood pill wasn’t fully formed. Do you think I, as a peak Qi Refining cultivator, could’ve fought off one Foundation Establishment and two peak Qi Refining cultivators?

If I hadn’t swallowed the blood pill, I’d already be dead, and the pill would’ve been taken by them. You wouldn’t have gotten anything!

I’ve already ingested the pill. I won’t take a single spirit stone for my services. Fine, I’ll move further away and refine another blood pill for you. We can make a new deal!”

Ye Qingyun nodded and said,
“You make a valid point. We were late, and these three troublemakers ruined everything.

Here’s the plan: let’s kill these three pests first. Then we can find another suitable location for refining blood pills.

They’ve heard too much about our dealings. We can’t let them leave alive!”

“Agreed. I’ve been wanting to kill this lot!” the evil cultivator responded.

With that, the three Foundation Establishment cultivators—all radiating murderous intent—turned their gazes toward Han Feng and his group.

They could barely handle one evil cultivator. With two mid-level Foundation Establishment cultivators joining him, this was a certain death sentence.

Gao Hai, his face twisted in rage, gritted his teeth and said,
“Back in the ancestral secret realm, I already suspected that no one in the Ye family was decent. But now, to kill tens of thousands of innocent civilians just to help Ye Longyuan reach Foundation Establishment?

Shameless!

You’re utterly shameless! You’re the disgrace of the immortal sects!”

“Hmph. Young man, you’re so naïve. Have you never heard the phrase ‘the victor is king, the loser is scorned’? The cultivation world is a place where the strong prey on the weak. The only reason you think otherwise is because Elder Tie Lian has protected you too well, making you believe the cultivation world is some kind of utopia.

This naivety will do you no good. Our Ye family believes all disciples should understand the harsh reality of the cultivation world. Only then can they truly grow.”

Gao Hai ignored him. He pulled a bronze mirror from his chest and shoved it into Han Feng’s hands. Quickly, he said,
“Junior Brother Han, you’re fast. Take Junior Sister Jiang and flee. Call for reinforcements as you run. This mirror records the entire battle and contains evidence of the Ye family’s crimes. I’ll hold them off to buy you time.”