My Silly, Sweet Wife-Chapter 1003: Cat-and-Mouse in the Great Cold Mountain

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.

Nonetheless, some managed to escape by sheer luck.

But in the vast mountains, even if they escaped, they still found themselves panic-stricken and without direction.

A small group unknowingly fled to the edge of Falling Immortal Valley.

"Young Master, look! There's a mist ahead, we can't see anything, and we're lost. What should we do?"

Coincidentally, this group of seven ran directly to where Ye Guichen and his companions had previously been.

Among them were two Martial Arts Grandmasters; the others were all Half-step Masters, with a young man seemingly new to the Half-step Master Realm.

Despite looking a little worse for wear, the young man exuded a heroic aura, and was hardly injured.

"Hmph, the Witch God Sect is truly despicable. If we get a chance to escape this time, we'll join all the hidden sects and eradicate the Witch God Sect!"

The young man gritted his teeth.

Beside him, a fifty-something-year-old man furrowed his brow and said, "The Witch God Sect's witchcraft is too strong, and they have many people, using countless poisonous insects and plants. If we were outside the Great Cold Mountain, we could definitely handle them, but under these circumstances, we are no match."

The middle-aged man gave a bitter smile, "For now, the best we can do is escape the Great Cold Mountain first, and discuss revenge later."

"Uncle Hua, what should we do?" the young man now had no idea.

He was the family member with the most hope and talent to become the next Family Head. His trip into the Great Cold Mountain was both for training and to seek the Longevity Pill, hoping to further his cultivation directly to the Grandmaster Realm.

After all, according to rumors, the Longevity Pill had infinite effects, prolonging life, and potentially increasing cultivation even for healthy people.

Who could have guessed that it was all a trap?

If it weren't for having enough followers, he might have died at the hands of the Witch God Sect hours ago. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Uncle Hua maintained his calm demeanor, squinting at the mist-covered Falling Immortal Valley and said slowly, "Young Master, we're actually out of choices. If we retreat, we'll fall into the clutches of the Witch God Sect, but amidst the heavy mist ahead, there might be a glimmer of hope."

"Move forward?" The young man frowned, "But we don't know what's inside. My father always said that while our hidden families may stand above secular families, we must maintain respect, knowing there are always greater forces out there. If there are greater dangers inside..."

"Young Master, now isn't the time to ponder these things. We're out of options. Either we move forward or stay here and wait for the Witch God Sect to catch up, and kill us all as offerings to the Eternal Life Hall, to forge that Longevity Pill of theirs!"

"Damn it, using lives to make a Longevity Pill! Damn, how could I believe such nonsense! We shouldn't have come here in the first place!" The young man regretted, but there was nothing he could do now. He sighed deeply, "Uncle Hua, the mist is so heavy inside, how do we ensure we don't get separated once we enter?"

Uncle Hua took out a positioning device, "These are high-tech positioning systems. Everyone can carry one, so if we do get separated, we'll at least have a way to find each other."

Although these people were from hidden families, they never rejected high-tech gadgets.

Initially prepared just in case, they didn't expect them to actually come in handy now.