My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 439 - 440: Junior Brother, Let Me Help You

Chapter 439: Chapter 440: Junior Brother, Let Me Help You

"I knew you’d resort to tricks!" Ye Wudao sneered coldly and immediately swung his blade to block.

Bang!

Bang!

Three soul-suppressing nails fell to the ground.

However, another soul-suppressing nail struck Ye Wudao with the speed of lightning.

Bang!

Struck by the soul-suppressing nail, Ye Wudao felt as if he had been hit by lightning.

Pu!

Ye Wudao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale; "What kind of hidden weapon is this?"

Standing beside him, Shan Nu bent over, picked up a soul-suppressing nail, and immediately threw it away with trembling hands, his face horrified; "Master, this, this is a soul-suppressing nail! It’s specifically used to suppress the soul of the Northern King and possesses an overwhelming murderous aura!"

"Hehe, Ye Wudao, you’re as good as dead! Anyone who’s struck by a soul-suppressing nail is bound to die!" The evil slave revealed a ferocious smile and fiercely struck at Ye Wudao with his palm.

Pu!

Ye Wudao, struck by the evil slave’s attack, spat out blood and staggered backward, his dragon eyes filled with rage; "How dare you betray me?"

"Evil slave, what do you think you’re doing?" Shan Nu roared in anger.

The evil slave scoffed; "This Ye, having been struck by the soul-suppressing nail, is certain to die! Why should I still acknowledge him as my master?"

"Haha, well said! Brother Evil Slave, if you don’t mind, you can join my royal clan, and I’ll recommend you to the Elders’ Council!" Long Dao invited.

"Joining your royal clan, what’s in it for me?" Evil Slave asked with opportunistic eyes.

"Hehe, the benefits are plenty, of course!" Long Dao then took out a precious medicinal pill from his body; "Brother Evil Slave, this is the royal clan’s Jiao Scale Pill, potent enough for you to break through to the peak of the Battle Spirit level. Just a small token of appreciation, don’t take it too seriously!"

The Jiao Scale Pill!

Evil Slave’s pupils narrowed, and he grabbed the Jiao Scale Pill, his expression one of satisfaction; "Not bad, then I’ll join the royal clan!"

"Evil slave, you traitor, you deserve to die a thousand deaths!" Shan Nu exploded in rage.

"Ah!" Ye Wudao was in agony from the attack of the soul-suppressing nail, as if thousands of ants were burrowing through his heart.

"Young Northern King!" Zhan Chi and the evil slave were shocked.

"Junior brother, how are you?" Wenren Xingzhu asked, her pretty face full of worry.

"Now’s the time, Brother Evil Slave, take him down while he’s sick!" Long Dao shouted.

Evil Slave nodded, exchanged a look with Long Dao, and they both made their move, attacking Ye Wudao simultaneously.

"Protect the young master!" Zhan Chi and Shan Nu shouted.

"Get out of the way!" Ye Wudao’s eyes were blood-red, his body emanating vast Dragon Qi, and he swung his blade fiercely.

Boom!

The terrifying blade light severely wounded Long Dao.

"Pu!" Long Dao spat out blood, fell to the ground, and said in horror, "You, you’ve been hit by my soul-suppressing nail, how can you still have such great power!"

"No good, this youngster is too tough, I’ve got to make a run for it..." Evil Slave’s eyes darted around thief-like; "I can’t go to the royal clan, I need to find a safe place, to be free and unfettered in the future!"

With that, Evil Slave prepared to flee, but a terrible blade light struck him in an instant.

"Pu!" Evil Slave spat out blood and fell heavily to the ground, the Jiao Scale Pill flying out of his hand at the impact.

Evil Slave looked up only to see Ye Wudao appearing like an Asura coming from hell to kill.

He anxiously kowtowed for mercy; "Master, master, please don’t kill me! Evil Slave was wrong, I won’t dare again!"

"Die!" Ye Wudao’s gaze was ice-cold as he executed the sentence.

Bang!

Evil Slave’s body was split in two!

"Damn, Long Dao and Evil Slave have both been slaughtered by the Young Northern King!" Zhan Chi gasped in awe.

"Master is so powerful!" Shan Nu was shocked.

After executing Evil Slave, Ye Wudao could no longer suppress the power of the soul-suppressing nail within his body.

"Ah!" Ye Wudao spat out blood and immediately crossed his legs on the ground, running his power to resist.

Nevertheless, the power of the soul-suppressing nail was too tyrannical, causing Ye Wudao excruciating pain!

"It’s over, the Young Northern King’s soul-suppressing nail is acting up!" Zhan Chi exclaimed in shock.

"The soul-suppressing nails were specifically made to nail down the coffin of the old master, each one embodies the power to suppress a Warrior King level powerhouse! With the nail in him, the master can’t possibly survive!" Shan Nu, kind-hearted, had tears streaming down his face at this moment.

"Aaargh!" Ye Wudao’s neck veins bulged, unable to withstand the erosion of the evil aura.

"There’s still one way..." Just then, a pleasant voice came.

"Miss!" Zhan Chi was startled, his gaze turning toward Wenren Xingzhu.

"I can help him, extract the soul-suppressing nail from his body!" Wenren Xingzhu walked to Ye Wudao, turned her back to everyone else and said with a shy face, "It would bother Uncle Zhan Chi and Shan Nu, please leave us."

Zhan Chi and Shan Nu exchanged glances, both revealing a tacit smile.

"The Young Northern King is truly lucky, Miss Wenren is Beiliang’s number one beauty, with admirers as numerous as the carps crossing the river!" Zhan Chi admired.

"Master is truly blessed..." Shan Nu laughed.

The two men tactfully withdrew.

At this moment, in the enormous room, only Ye Wudao and Wenren Xingzhu were left, a solitary man and a single woman.

"Aaargh..." Ye Wudao was in unbearable pain, his Dragon Qi erupting, veins bulging in his neck, causing him intolerable agony.

"Ye Wudao, thank you for coming to save me recklessly!" Wenren Xingzhu said.

"Seventh Sister, let’s not have these formalities. While I still have a bit of consciousness, you should leave quickly! Otherwise, I can’t guarantee that I won’t do something wrong and harm you!" Ye Wudao’s eyes were half blood-red, half clear, as he endured the agony of his body.

"Are you in a lot of pain?" Wenren Xingzhu stepped forward, placing her slender, jade-like hands on Ye Wudao’s cheeks.

"Seventh Sister, please leave quickly, otherwise, I might not be able to control myself!" Ye Wudao’s eyes were blood-red, his body was full of evil energy, like a wild beast, wanting to destroy everything!

"I, I can’t hold back any longer!" Ye Wudao’s neck veins bulged, his eyes filling with blood.

Wenren Xingzhu’s clothing began to fall off slowly, exposing her fragrant shoulders, her fair skin as delicate as if it could be broken with a blow, and her lips tightly pressed together.

"Junior Brother, I’ll help you..."