My Silly, Sweet Wife

Yang Hongfu looked at Ye Guichen’s hand with some excitement.

There, it seemed like an iron chain made of black mist.

It was not tangible at all.

However, Yang Hongfu knew that the ability to grab non-tangible black mist was something her master could also achieve.

He had practiced Daoist magic for many years and was considered outstanding in the Taoist sect, but he had never accomplished this feat.

”I seem to...” Yang Hongfu hesitated a bit.

Ye Guichen smiled and said, ”Ghost capturing is a technique of the Taoist sect, such a small trick shouldn’t be difficult for you, right?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Hongfu blushed, feeling somewhat ashamed.

To be honest, in this society, how many Taoists are truly capturing ghosts?

Even those who do occasionally appear mainly focus on feng shui and changing fortune; however, speaking of those truly skilled, they usually live in seclusion in the mountains, not appearing in the secular world.

Although Yang Hongfu wasn’t considered an enlightened master, she had unwavering faith in Daoist magic and had been studying it since a young age.

After hearing Ye Guichen’s words, Yang Hongfu concentrated and went over some of the techniques Zhang Chonglou had taught her for dealing with ghosts. She then recited an incantation while pulling out a blank talisman paper, bit her fingertip, and quickly drew a talisman with her blood.

After doing all this, Yang Hongfu held the talisman paper in her hand and reached for the black mist chain.

Clink, clank!

The next second, Yang Hongfu seemed to have grasped a real iron chain, her spirits lifted, her face unable to hide her excitement: ”It really works! Haha, it really works!”

An Long was left dumbfounded.

Earlier, Ye Guichen’s methods were already extraordinary, and now Yang Hongfu could actually grasp the black mist. It seems the reputation of Daoist magic was truly well-deserved.

Afterwards, Ye Guichen didn’t say much, handing over the woman’s soul to Yang Hongfu to familiarize herself with, while he once again leaped onto a tree and sat down cross-legged.

After his earlier actions, Ye Guichen felt his understanding of the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique deepened greatly.

Moreover, he faintly sensed the possibility of breaking through to the third level.

Seizing this opportunity was naturally not to be missed by Ye Guichen.

Unknowingly, the sky brightened.

The soul seemed truly afraid of sunlight and frantically dodged as the sun appeared.

After a period of familiarization, Yang Hongfu gained a new understanding of controlling souls and directly applied a talisman onto the soul’s head.

Although the talisman paper showed no change, it transformed into an umbrella-like shadow that covered the soul’s head.

Only then did the soul calm down.

However, even as daylight broke, looking from the edge of Falling Immortal Valley, the mist appeared to grow denser, almost reaching the point where one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face.

After hours of cultivation, although Ye Guichen hadn’t entered the third level of the Xuanming Prison Suppressing Technique yet, he felt ready to break through at any moment.

His lack of advancement was likely due to the opportunity not being ripe.

Ye Guichen decided to stop worrying about it and directly leaped down from the tree, heading towards Falling Immortal Valley.

Almost simultaneously.

Inside the Great Cold Mountain, a fierce battle was taking place.

However, these skirmishes resembled a game of cat and mouse, with the Witch God Sect people being the cat, and those seeking the Longevity Pill from the Eternal Life Hall being the mice.

As soon as the news broke, many hidden sects rushed towards the Great Cold Mountain.

The swamp area was merely one location, with the Great Cold Mountain spanning a thousand miles. Other areas had already been entered by many from the hidden sects.

”Ten million for a Longevity Pill? Haha, you’re dreaming!”

”If such a good thing really existed in the world, why would they even publicize it?”

”The reason they invited you is that the Longevity Pill is just the bait, while you are what the Eternal Life Hall truly needs!”

In countless places, many sects heard the same message upon encountering members of the Witch God Sect.

They suddenly realized the truth, but by then, it was already too late.

The Great Cold Mountain was the Witch God Sect’s territory. Although their martial arts skills were not high, they possessed a myriad of bizarre techniques, and many hidden sect members suffered heavy losses.