My Silly, Sweet Wife

This scene easily conjures the fierce brutality of the war back then.

A soldier, before reaching the Ten Thousand People Pit descending the mountain, seemed to remember something and knelt toward the deep pit filled with bones, then heavily bowed three times.

Next, one after another, over ten thousand people knelt down and began to bow.

”King Qin, as you can see, for personal desire, so many have died; this isn’t just a problem of the Holy Temple,” Ye Guichen’s voice floated lightly as he watched the soldiers kneeling and bowing.

The expressions of King Qin and the others tightened as they looked up at Ye Guichen.

At that moment, they seemed to feel an infinite killing intent emanating from Ye Guichen.

Thud, thud, thud!

Thinking they had found a glimmer of hope, King Qin and the others were so terrified they crawled, prostrating themselves behind Ye Guichen.

”Spare us, Young Master!”

”This wasn’t our intention!”

”Young Master, have mercy on us!”

King Qin trembled, ”I truly repent, Young Master, please give me a chance!”

”If you wish for forgiveness, let these hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits decide!”

Ye Guichen originally intended to spare their lives, but at that moment changed his mind.

Even if he were to let them live, at most, he would allow them to live for three more years, and after guarding the Netherworld Emperor’s spirit for three years, he would send them on their way.

Having said that, Ye Guichen summoned the Black Tower to see if there were any souls remaining here.

However, after Ye Guichen summoned the Black Tower, he found that there was not a single remnant soul on site.

”Strange, although more than twenty years have passed, with so many people, their souls surely wouldn’t have completely dispersed; how could there be not a single soul?” Ye Guichen was perplexed but still ordered people to go down and bring all the bones up.

Three whole days and nights.

It took over ten thousand people to fully clear out the bones from the Ten Thousand People Pit.

Some soldiers were even crying while they were clearing.

Until the evening of the third day, the entire Ten Thousand People Pit had been almost completely cleared, and a huge stone slab appeared at the bottom of the pit.

According to King Qin, beneath the stone slab, there is a tomb specially dug for the Netherworld Emperor, meant to house his corpse.

Ye Guichen was about to rush down when someone suddenly pulled him back, ”Young Master, let me go first, lest there’s a trap.”

Ye Guichen turned to look and saw it was Bai Qi.

Bai Qi spoke in a deep voice, ”From what I know, King Qin and the others were merely pawns back then. After they delivered the Netherworld Emperor’s corpse themselves, they left, and whether the corpse is placed there, they probably aren’t clear themselves. Moreover, someone buried so many people here, presumably for some unspeakable secret. If this is a trap, the losses will outweigh the gains if you are to suffer a mishap here.”

”Indeed, Young Master, we shall go down first to investigate; please wait here!” Xuanyuan Canghai also spoke up, and before Ye Guichen could agree, Xuanyuan Canghai had already moved toward the bottom of the Ten Thousand People Pit.

”Fine, go ahead,” Ye Guichen also felt the pit was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Moreover, Ye Guichen still hadn’t seen the Holy Envoy mentioned by King Qin.

Ye Guichen could hardly believe the other party would allow him to simply retrieve the Netherworld Emperor’s corpse and assume his position after orchestrating the betrayal and killing so many people back in the day.

Ye Guichen sensed that the other party had been secretly watching all along, but as for what their intentions were, he was temporarily clueless.

Then Xuanyuan Canghai and Bai Qi leaped onto the stone slab, and together, they lifted it.

Below, a massive stone pit was revealed.

The stone pit extended downward with stone steps carved out, stretching down, which indeed gave off a tomb-like vibe.

The two exchanged glances, then descended one after the other into the tomb.

Ye Guichen and the others waited above.

However, after waiting for hours, Xuanyuan Canghai and Bai Qi did not return.

”What’s going on?” Ye Guichen felt an ominous feeling growing within him, and glanced at King Qin, ”Is there any danger below?”

King Qin’s face turned somewhat pale, shaking his head hurriedly, ”There shouldn’t be any danger. Back in the day, we delivered the Netherworld Emperor’s corpse here, and someone subsequently placed it in a stone coffin, then carried it inside.”

”Did you see it with your own eyes?” Ye Guichen’s gaze was sharp.

King Qin quickly lowered his head, ”Young Master, I...I did not see it personally, but if there were danger...”

”Hmph, if Xuanyuan Canghai and Bai Qi encounter danger, then you shall use your own body to mourn the Netherworld Emperor for three years!” Ye Guichen couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

It was impossible that there were no issues within the tomb.

The Netherworld Emperor had been on the losing side; it was already fortunate enough to be buried, but this tomb below could not possibly be very large.

Given how much time had passed, if the two hadn’t run into danger, they would have long since returned.

Ye Guichen ordered his men to keep an eye on King Qin and the others, then leaped into the stone pit filled with stones himself.

However, as Ye Guichen jumped down, the originally clear sky suddenly clouded over.

Dark clouds appeared out of nowhere, gradually converging above the Ten Thousand People Pit.

No one noticed that not far from the pit.

Two figures were watching Ye Guichen and the others with grim expressions.

”General Bai Hu, was your tail truly cut off by that kid?” The speaker, over two meters tall, was Black Bear, previously injured by Ye Guichen.

In front of Black Bear stood General Bai Hu.

But at this moment, General Bai Hu’s complexion was pale, with a look of lingering fear on her face.

She bit her lip, her alluring appearance carrying a touch of sickly charm.

With a cold snort, General Bai Hu spoke icily, ”The grudge of losing my tail is one I naturally cannot overlook. Black Bear, how many of our Demon Clan bloodlines have you found these days?”

Black Bear promptly replied, ”We’ve found only a few hundred so far. I’ve only been using the Holy Envoy’s method to search, but I can’t yet activate their bloodlines within them.”

”No need to rush. Since we’ve confirmed their Demon Clan bloodline, we’ll have the Holy Envoy deal with it next time we meet him,” General Bai Hu seemed unhurried about the Demon Clan bloodlines, instead casting a cold gaze towards the direction of the Ten Thousand People Pit, revealing an interested expression, ”Black Bear, why do you think the Holy Temple went to so much trouble to dig such a big pit and bury tens of thousands here?”

Black Bear shook his head, ”I am too dull to guess.”

”Can’t guess?” Bai Hu’s lips curled into a teasing smile, ”Ever since discovering I had Demon Clan blood, I’ve seemed to awaken memories deep within that I never knew before. Although the Holy Temple serves as our Demon Clan’s subjects, it seems they do not wish for total subservience. The Holy Temple’s members are unable to exert their power, seemingly due to some curse. Heh, if my speculation is correct, these dead might be releasing or weakening that curse, letting them break free from our control.”

Black Bear was taken aback, ”General Bai Hu, are you suggesting the Holy Temple’s Holy Envoy cannot be fully trusted?”

Bai Hu cast Black Bear a meaningful glance, ”There’s a saying, ’All’s fair in war,’ you’ve guarded Xihu City with me for years, yet seem not to understand this principle!”