My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Chirp chirp chirp!”

At this moment, a cacophony of bird calls erupted.

Several Taoists and the people of the Eternal Life Hall looked towards the direction the sound was coming from.

Only to see countless birds flying over, the largest one had a wingspan of over two meters, followed by hundreds, perhaps even more.

”That, that’s a Ghost Bird?”

Everyone was shocked upon seeing the leading bird.

Then, as they saw those trailing birds, they were all scared pale.

”These, are all Ghost Birds?”

”What’s going on, did all the Ghost Birds of Great Cold Mountain come?”

”Quick, inform the Young Master.”

”How to inform? The Young Master is at a critical moment in his training, how dare we disturb him now?”

”What should we do then?”

”What do you mean what to do, there are so many Gu Liangren, what’s to fear? Besides, those Yin ghosts are not afraid of Ghost Birds either, we should just watch and see.”

”Yes, yes, quickly retreat to the altar, let those Gu Liangren deal with the Ghost Birds.”

There were quite a few people in the Eternal Life Hall, but most were mere humans, facing so many Ghost Birds, they didn’t even have the courage to resist.

Even the three Taoists’ expressions changed slightly, quickly retreating to the altar.

The surroundings of the altar were filled with Gu Liangren, while the center held countless Yin ghosts.

Du Yun’er was at a crucial point in his training; if anyone approached the altar intending him harm, these Gu Liangren and Yin ghosts would attack.

Hence, all the people of the Eternal Life Hall quickly retreated to the altar.

But soon, they noticed that following the Ghost Birds were many people.

And atop the leading enormous Ghost Bird King sat a person.

Soon after, a Wolf King appeared.

The Wolf King let out a howl to the sky, resembling a moon call.

Before long, wild wolves kept emerging from the surroundings, besieging the altar, baring their teeth and claws.

”Sect Hierarch, are you alright?”

Meng Po and the people of the Witch God Sect quickly approached upon seeing the Wuzhu fallen on the ground.

The Wuzhu’s hands and feet were crippled, yet the Gu Liangren hadn’t killed the Wuzhu, seemingly wanting him to witness Du Yun’er’s creation of the Ghost Embryo.

”Meng Po, what’s happening?” The Wuzhu stared at the Ghost Birds, utterly shocked, with a blank mind.

This felt like a dream.

These Ghost Birds, controlled by someone?

Moreover, the leading gigantic Ghost Bird seemed to be the legendary Ghost Bird King, whom no one in Great Cold Mountain had ever seen.

Even if someone had seen it, it would mean certain death.

To date, Great Cold Mountain only had rumors of a Ghost Bird King, but its exact appearance was unknown, as all who knew of it had perished.

Meng Po pointed excitedly to Xuanyuan Wudi riding on the Wolf King’s back: ”The Great Ming King has arrived, and he brought the Young Master.”

Then, glancing at the Ghost Bird’s back, she respectfully exclaimed, ”That’s the Young Master, the true Son of the Netherworld Emperor, see, only the Son of the Netherworld Emperor can tame Ghost Birds!”

”What? The Son of the Netherworld Emperor?” The Wuzhu was incredulous, carefully observing to indeed find a person seated on the Ghost Bird King’s back.

”Is, is he the Son of the Netherworld Emperor?” The Wuzhu asked, shivering, clearly never having seen such a shocking sight.

”Sect Hierarch, it’s unmistakable, it can’t be wrong; this time, the real Son of the Netherworld Emperor is here to eliminate the false Son of the Netherworld Emperor, perhaps the Hidden Gate can be revived,” Meng Po exclaimed excitedly.

”Haha, what nonsense about the Son of the Netherworld Emperor!”

A frenzied laugh resounded.

From the altar’s center, a figure shrouded in black mist slowly straightened.

He coldly gazed at Ye Guichen, though his expression was obscured, it was evidently mocking.

”I am the true Son of the Netherworld Emperor, the Witch God Sect conspires and colludes with outsiders, today, I, the Son of the Netherworld Emperor Du Yun’er, will eradicate the traitors!”

”Roar!”

The black mist figure suddenly let out a roar.

The Gu Liangren clad in black robes emitted low growls one by one, standing upright, advancing towards Ye Guichen and his group.

Ye Guichen immediately sensed the oddness about these Gu Liangren.

These people were not alive.

”Master Yang, you retreat first!”

Ye Guichen was here today to deal with the Eternal Life Hall, and now he intended to capture them all at once.

Moreover, the Witch God Sect seemed to have deep ties with the Netherworld Emperor, if he wanted them to submit and help him in the future, today was the time to demonstrate his power.

”Whiz!”

Ye Guichen directly leapt off the Ghost Bird King’s back, landing on the altar.

The Gu Liangren rushed at Ye Guichen like madmen.

Each Gu Liangren comparable to a Grandmaster, coupled with their strong bodies, even an ordinary Grandmaster might not be a match.

”What do we do? The Young Master is surrounded by those Gu Liangren.”

”Should we go up to help?”

”How to help? These Gu Liangren are unresponsive to witchcraft, our attempt would just be chaotic.”

”Are we just going to watch?”

Yang Hongfu was much calmer now.

All along, Yang Hongfu felt Ye Guichen never considered the Eternal Life Hall a threat.

Now, he didn’t even bother to have the Ghost Birds test them.

”No worries, I trust Brother Ye!”

Yang Hongfu calmly said: ”Let Brother Ye handle this, before others in the Eternal Life Hall react, we’ll capture them all, or else, if anyone escapes, it will surely be a disaster later.”

With Yang Hongfu’s reminder, the others quickly understood.

The Eternal Life Hall had occupied this place for quite some time, how many people were at the altar scene?

Fei Hong and Black Demon nodded in agreement.

However, they quickly set their sights on the three Red-faced Taoists.

”Taoist Qing Teng, what are you doing standing there, he is the Son of the Netherworld Emperor!” Black Demon shouted, trying to convince the three to surrender.

Yet, the trio remained unmoved.

Though Ye Guichen’s arrival with a swarm of Ghost Birds was indeed startling, it was just a momentary shock.

In this situation, who the real Son of the Netherworld Emperor was no longer important.

Whose fist was harder, that would be the ultimate victor.

Furthermore, only the victor could be the Son of the Netherworld Emperor.

The Red-faced Taoist named Qing Teng glanced at the altar’s center, where some mysterious force seemed to be spreading, expanding, swelling.

Soon enough, the Ghost Embryo would be born.

Once the Ghost Embryo emerged, all living things in Great Cold Mountain would become its food.

Only the three of them, having already prepared their Soul Talismans, would be spared.

Then, controlling Du Yun’er and having him control the Ghost Embryo, not only would they be able to stand proud before King Qin, they might become a formidable force under him.

Moreover, when Du Yun’er ascends to the Netherworld Emperor’s throne in the Hidden Gate, their status would be immensely esteemed.

Thinking of this, Qing Teng couldn’t help but coldly laugh: ”Fei Hong, Black Demon, are you betraying King Qin?”