My Silly, Sweet Wife-Chapter 1007: Why Are There So Many Birds?

Fei Hong and Black Demon were originally terrified of Ye Guichen's abilities, and now the Great Ming King appears?

They originally worked under King Qin, and when the hidden sect riot occurred, they didn't participate much but did follow under the Great Ming King.

But then the Great Ming King disappeared, forcing them to turn and pledge allegiance to King Qin.

This time, King Qin sent them to monitor the Eternal Life Hall, giving them a chance to prove themselves, and it might also be a test from him.

They originally thought the Great Ming King was long dead, who would have thought they would encounter him here?

Almost instantly, the two knelt before the Great Ming King: "Great Ming King, you, you're alive?"

As they spoke, tears fell like rain, and they cried with bowed heads.

Although they lived these past years, they were not valued by King Qin and were made to do all the dirty and exhausting work.

In King Qin's eyes, they were merely like slaves, living an undesirable life.

Seeing the Great Ming King, one can imagine their feelings.

Immediately, more people began arriving behind the Great Ming King.

There were Gongsun Fengying and Luo Huasheng, along with some people from the Witch God Sect.

Among them was Meng Po, who stayed by the side of the Witch God Sect Master Wuzhu.

However, when they saw Ye Guichen, their eyes lit up.

Then, they all knelt on the ground: "Salute to the Young Master!"

"Boom!"

These words sounded like thunder in a clear sky.

Gongsun Fengying and Luo Huasheng seemed fine, as if they had prepared mentally.

But Yang Hongfu and An Long were dumbfounded.

"What Young Master?"

"What is going on?"

"That's Elder Meng Po, why, why is she…"

An Long seemed to suddenly recall something and quickly rushed to Meng Po: "Elder Meng Po, what are you doing? What Young Master?"

"Insolence!" Meng Po's voice was hoarse as she glared at An Long: "Quickly kneel down, Mr. Ye is the true Son of Nether Emperor, our Young Master! The one in the Eternal Life Hall is an impostor."

"What?"

An Long's pupils contracted, his body swayed, and he couldn't help but kneel before Ye Guichen.

Fei Hong and Black Demon were even more startled, feeling chills run down their spines.

How could there be a real and fake Young Master appearing now?

They looked at Ye Guichen, then at Meng Po and the Great Ming King, looking at the Great Ming King for answers: "Great Ming King, what is going on here?"

"Throughout the universe, there is only one Son of Nether Emperor, and that is Ye Guichen, the Young Master. You two daredevils! You did not kneel upon seeing the Young Master; following the rules of the hidden sect, you should be executed!"

The Great Ming King's voice was mighty, like a proclamation.

Fei Hong and Black Demon were instantly terrified, bowing their heads on the ground: "Great Ming King, we were compelled beyond our control! Please forgive us, we didn't do it on purpose! We had no idea!"

Ye Guichen replied: "Those who don't know are not to be blamed, grant them pardon for now."

With those words, the immense pressure upon Fei Hong and Black Demon vanished instantly.

Sweat appeared on their backs.

They looked toward Ye Guichen, then at those Ghost Birds, suddenly understanding.

Indeed, across the universe, Ghost Birds possess spiritual abilities, and the pure blood of the Son of Nether Emperor would definitely have the power to subdue them.

If the Eternal Life Hall Master were truly the Son of Nether Emperor, having stayed in the Falling Immortal Valley for so long, why hasn't even a single Ghost Bird been subdued?

"We were blind to the obvious, paying respect to the Young Master!"

With this realization, Fei Hong and Black Demon eagerly kowtowed, eyes full of devotion.

"Are you from the Eternal Life Hall?" Ye Guichen asked.

Black Demon hurriedly replied: "Young Master, we are foolish, we are King Qin's moles in the Eternal Life Hall, but now it doesn't matter, with the Young Master's return, we are yours entirely, and even if you order us to cut off our heads, we will not flinch."

It's evident that the identity of the Son of Nether Emperor has a powerful influence.

The followers of the Witch God Sect nodded: "We follow the Young Master's lead."

Before this, the Witch God Sect Master Wuzhu had already gone to the Eternal Life Hall, while most members scurried around killing, leaving few remaining; but at this moment, Xuanyuan Wudi, Luo Huasheng, and Gongsun Fengying rushed in.

There wasn't any major battle, and when Meng Po recognized Xuanyuan Wudi, disbelief filled her eyes.

Then, upon hearing the Young Master had entered the Falling Immortal Valley, they were immensely surprised and immediately swore allegiance.

"Young Master, the Sect Hierarch has already gone to the Eternal Life Hall. If he knows the Hall Master isn't the Young Master, it might be dangerous; we must quickly find him!"

Many in the Witch God Sect were originally the true followers of the Nether Emperor; at such a time, knowing the Son of the Nether Emperor has returned, they held no doubt.

Especially upon seeing the Ghost Bird King's obedient demeanor toward Ye Guichen, any former doubts were completely dispelled.

Everyone's gaze toward Ye Guichen was filled with passion.

Ye Guichen didn't say much more, he nodded lightly: "Alright!"

Then, he patted the Ghost Bird King's head: "Go, with your birds, disperse all these poisonous obstructions!"

Astonishingly, under everyone's gaze, the Ghost Bird King spread its wings and took flight, letting out a screech, and suddenly hundreds of Ghost Birds flew around, varying in size, some smaller than a common sparrow and some as big as a hen.

As they flew forward, each opened its mouth to inhale.

Before their eyes, all the poisonous fog was sucked into the mouths of the Ghost Birds.

Witnessing this scene, everyone worshiped in awe.

"Long live the Young Master!"

"The Young Master is incredible!"

"This is the true Young Master!"

With Ghost Birds clearing the way, the dangers of Falling Immortal Valley vanished completely.

On the other side.

A group being pursued by the Witch God Sect stumbled into Falling Immortal Valley, with more dying under the toxic mist.

"Uncle Hua, what do we do? The air seems toxic, we're down to less than five people now; at this rate, even without the Witch God Sect's persecution, we might not survive." The young man named Dai Kuan felt despair for the first time.

He had assumed entering the fog would escape the Witch God Sect's chase, but unexpectedly, they were dying even faster.

In just a couple of hours, most of his side had perished, those remaining seemed unable to proceed.

Suddenly, Uncle Hua spotted something, cautiously removing the wet cloth covering his mouth and nose: "Young Master, the air seems much thinner, the poison much weaker."

"How could that be?" Dai Kuan dared not lower his guard, but seeing Uncle Hua seemed fine, he also looked around in wonder, discovering the dense fog had indeed thinned considerably.

Moreover, ahead there seemed to be countless bird chirps.

"What is that sound?" Dai Kuan asked in confusion.

"Let's go see."

Uncle Hua said, heading toward the sound.

After a short while, they witnessed a scene they would never forget.

"What—what are these birds? Why are there so many?"