My Silly, Sweet Wife-Chapter 1009: Red-faced Taoist and the Soul Talisman

No way!

Absolutely cannot let him succeed!

If not for the encounter, perhaps the Wuzhu would never have known that Du Yun'er was actually luring those people to refine a Ghost Fetus.

Moreover, it seems now that he himself has also been deceived by Du Yun'er.

The people of the Witch God Sect were still expending effort and scheming to hunt down outsiders to be sacrificed to Du Yun'er, yet Du Yun'er was engaging in such heinous acts.

Even if those outsiders were truly captured and killed, the ultimate result would likely just be feeding the Ghost Fetus, without any Longevity Pill.

In an instant, the Wuzhu could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, disregarding the injuries on his body, he shouted, swinging his cane forward: "Stop, stop it now!"

Billowing black mist rose from around the Wuzhu.

Upon closer inspection, they were actually tiny mosquitoes.

However, the tip of these mosquitoes' beaks was red, clearly indicating they were unusual.

The mosquitoes flew swiftly towards the altar, and as they approached, the black-robed people began to move.

"Such boldness, daring to ruin the Young Master's plans!"

Several black-robed figures swiftly rushed up, their palms swinging, and even some conjured flames directly at the mosquitoes.

But the Wuzhu was, after all, the Witch God Sect Master; although his witchcraft couldn't rival Xuanyuan Wudi, he had few opponents.

As the mosquitoes flew, he himself leaped into the air, attempting to stop Du Yun'er.

However, there were dozens of black-robed people on the altar.

Several black-robed people intercepted the Wuzhu.

The Wuzhu swung his cane, directly knocking off the cloak of a black-robed one, ready to deliver a lethal strike, but found that the black-robed person in front of him had vacant eyes, seemingly lacking Spiritual Sense.

"This, is this Gu Liangren?"

In an instant, the Wuzhu discerned that what was wrapped under the black robe was not a person, but a refined Gu Liangren.

No wonder the mosquitoes failed to harm them temporarily.

Gu Liangren is akin to a corpse, originally dead, how could they fear Gu poison?

"Damn it, why didn't I think of this before?"

Now the Wuzhu seemed to understand some things.

Recently, people from the Yin Ghost Sect had been disappearing en masse, all disappearing without a trace, even the Sect Master was sent away.

What's more mysterious is that not long after the Sect Master left, everyone from the Yin Ghost Sect vanished.

It seems now, perhaps they were either refined into Gu Liangren by Du Yun'er or turned into ghosts to be used by the Ghost Fetus.

Du Yun'er, so cruel of you!

The Wuzhu's face turned iron blue, continuously attempting to break in.

But in front of Gu Liangren, the Wuzhu found himself unable to advance at all, soon battered and bruised.

One Gu Liangren clawed open the Wuzhu's chest, while another struck the cane from his hands.

The Wuzhu was shocked, disregarding his injuries, tried to reclaim the cane, but was grabbed by another Gu Liangren, trying to bite it, seemingly intending to break the cane.

However, with this bite, the Gu Liangren's teeth broke directly.

The seemingly unremarkable cane was remarkably sturdy.

"That's the Witch God Staff, bring it to me, it can make my child more powerful!" Du Yun'er suddenly spoke, seemingly very interested in the cane in Wuzhu's hand.

The Wuzhu wanted to block it, but numerous Gu Liangren surged forward, surrounding him, soon breaking his limbs, robbing him of movement.

The Wuzhu could only watch, full of despair.

At this time, the Witch God Staff was brought to Du Yun'er's hand.

Du Yun'er merely raised a hand, the black mist enveloped the cane, suspending it in mid-air, making the scene seem incredibly bizarre.

On the other side of the altar, several people saw this scene, their lips curled with a mocking smile.

"Du Yun'er actually wants to refine a Ghost Fetus, haha, he does have some skill, but even if refined, it's merely a puppet of King Qin."

The speaker's face was bright red, a peculiar bun stood atop his head, holding a horsetail whisk, appearing very peculiar.

Beside him stood two others dressed similarly, though their faces weren't as red.

Looking at their attire, they seemed similar to Taoists.

However, their aura was not weak; upon closer inspection, each appeared to at least possess the realm of a Half-step Master.

"Senior Brother, King Qin indeed has foresight, having us place a Soul Talisman on Du Yun'er from the outset, haha, no matter how strong he gets, he must obediently obey King Qin."

Another person spoke, lips curved in a mocking smile, eyes full of ridicule.

"Yes, back then King Qin chose and supported Du Yun'er as Hall Master of the Eternal Life Hall to better control him. Originally, Du Yun'er was extremely lowkey and obedient, but now it seems, Du Yun'er has quite the ambition, daring to audaciously refine a Ghost Fetus, probably intending to rival King Qin, striving to become the real Son of Nether Emperor rather than a puppet."

"So what? No matter how much Du Yun'er attempts, he can't escape King Qin's grasp, we'll just watch quietly."

Several people watched as if enjoying a spectacle, without any intention of intervening.

"By the way, Fei Hong and Black Demon have been out for so long, why haven't they returned?" One of them suddenly asked, "And that seductive woman beside Du Yun'er, who's like a vixen, I heard she went to deal with someone named Ye Guichen, but there's been no news for so long, could she have failed?"

"Who knows, who exactly is that Ye Guichen, how could there be rumors that he's the true Son of Nether Emperor?"

"How is that possible, the Son of Nether Emperor had perished with the Nether Emperor long ago, this was over twenty years ago, his bones have probably dissolved, if he appeared now, would you believe it?"

The Red-faced Taoist furrowed his eyebrows: "Two Junior Brothers, rumors say the Son of Nether Emperor didn't actually die then."

"Senior Brother, what do you mean?" The other two Taoists looked at the red-faced one: "That's impossible, back then the Seven Kings would never let the Son of Nether Emperor live, wouldn't that be leaving trouble for themselves?"

The Red-faced Taoist shook his head: "I'm not too sure myself, but such rumors have been rampant lately, some say the Book of Life and Death originally in the Nether Emperor's hand has also fallen into someone else's hands, and this person might well be the Son of the Nether Emperor. Thus, the Seven Kings are restless now, all seeking to uncover the truth, and turmoil could break out beyond the secular world."

"The Book of Life and Death has appeared and been obtained by someone?" The two Taoists were stunned.

Back then, the reason the Nether Emperor established a grand hidden sect, becoming an existence far above the secular Martial Arts World, was because of this Book of Life and Death.

Holding the Book of Life and Death, one becomes the master of the hidden sect.

This has been the rumor for years.

However, what the Book of Life and Death truly is, very few know.

Now hearing the Red-faced Taoist mention it, how could they not be shocked?

"Senior Brother, these words shouldn't be spread carelessly, if King Qin finds out, the consequences won't be trivial."

The Red-faced Taoist acknowledged: "I know, but whether the Son of Nether Emperor truly died or not doesn't concern us, as we didn't partake in the Seven Kings' chaos back then, what's most worrying is actually those Seven Kings. If the hidden sects learn that the Son of Nether Emperor indeed lives, many who previously followed the Nether Emperor may change their thoughts, then, the Seven Kings will be beset by internal and external troubles, life won't be easy for them either."