My Silly, Sweet Wife-Chapter 999: Only One Can Confirm the Young Master

In An Long's view, if Ye Guichen truly has the ability to enter Falling Immortal Valley and kill the Eternal Life Hall Master, then he considers himself to have made a contribution and following Ye Guichen will surely bring him benefits.

Of course, now An Long has no choice but to follow Ye Guichen to the end.

With An Long leading the way, the journey became much smoother.

Ye Guichen was not afraid of any tricks or schemes An Long might play.

After all, in the face of absolute power, any schemes and calculations are futile.

Meanwhile, the Witch God Sect also received news from An Long.

Although the Witch God Sect has a long-standing history in the Great Cold Mountain, they have never been able to enter Falling Immortal Valley before the Eternal Life Hall arrived.

The poison barriers there are far beyond the reach of the Witch God Sect.

The Witch God Sect is located in the core area of the Great Cold Mountain, at some distance from Falling Immortal Valley.

The sect is located in a man-made cave, with countless huts outside, and no large wild animals can be seen around.

However, here, poisonous insects and snakes are commonly seen.

Because for the Witch God Sect, these are the foundations of their witchcraft and Gu insect techniques.

In theory, after over a thousand years of development, the Witch God Sect has branched into several strands—one focusing on crafting corpse witches, another on crafting poison witches, and another on crafting Gu insects.

Although these branches live together, they are not as harmonious as they appear, with many open and secret competitions.

But regardless of how chaotic, the Witch God Sect still has a Sect Hierarch holding it together, so on the surface, it remains peaceful.

Elder Wan Long belongs to the branch specializing in Gu insects.

In the Witch God Sect, Elder Wan Long ranks within the top ten.

Inside one of the solution caves.

An old man with skin like tree bark, bent nearly ninety degrees, sat on a rattan chair, with an equally thin old woman standing beside him.

Surrounding them sat more than a dozen people; the youngest appeared to be over sixty years old, both men and women, each exuding a sinister aura. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The old man sitting in the center was the Sect Hierarch, Wuzhu, though only in his seventies, due to years of witchcraft practice, his vitality had drained quickly, making him appear almost a century old.

He leaned on a cane, its material unknown, polished to a shine from years of use.

Though the cane seemed unremarkable, it symbolized the Sect Hierarch's authority, known as the Witch God Staff.

Kneeling before them was a Witch God Sect disciple.

He was one of An Long's men.

The Sect Hierarch coldly stared at the disciple, his face unreadable: "You say someone plans to kill the Eternal Life Hall Master? And a kid named Ye Guichen together with Zhang Chonglou's top disciple seemingly possess impressive skills?"

The disciple quickly confirmed, reporting everything he had seen.

Some showed solemn expressions upon hearing, while others displayed disdain.

"Hmph, I thought he had some real ability, a mere trick and you were all fooled! A master of magic? You dare say such a thing? You all are elites of our Witch God Sect, learning magic is even harder than martial arts, a twenty-something kid mastering magic? Who would believe that?"

One elder said coldly.

Especially after hearing Ye Guichen supposedly bind Donglang Shangjing with vines on a thought, he sneered, believing the disciple was exaggerating.

"Sect Hierarch, I believe An Long was overly cautious this time; if such a master of magic existed, we would know, wouldn't we? Ha, let alone a disciple of Zhang Chonglou, even if Zhang himself came, how could he threaten us?"

"Sect Hierarch, what should we do? Now, many hidden families should have entered the Great Cold Mountain; that Ye Guichen is but a clown, not worth bothering with. An Long is still young, newly made an elder, immature in his actions; our priority is capturing those who entered the Great Cold Mountain and delivering them to the Eternal Life Hall to craft the Longevity Pill."

"Yes, what can a mere Ye Guichen stir up? Not worth the worry."

They discussed with disregard for Ye Guichen.

In their eyes, An Long must have exaggerated to evade responsibility.

The Sect Hierarch remained silent, surveying them coldly: "Crafting the Longevity Pill is indeed crucial for us, but we cannot fully trust the Eternal Life Hall. Although their master may be the Son of Nether Emperor, it is unproven, merely their claim. But that's irrelevant now, what's vital is acquiring the Longevity Pill; though our witchcraft is formidable, it ultimately harms the body, seen as wrong in others' eyes. With the Longevity Pill, not only would our appearances restore, but we wouldn't hide in these deep mountains any longer."

"You are right, Sect Hierarch, aiding the Eternal Life Hall now is only to emerge from these deep mountains. However, with the Taoist sects and corps watchful, once we leave the Great Cold Mountain, we lose our natural shield. If the Eternal Life Hall truly absorbs the Nether Emperor's power fully, the day our Witch God Sect sees the light will be near."

"Haha, indeed!" The Sect Hierarch laughed: "Then act quickly, gather every one entering the Great Cold Mountain, let none escape. Remember, alive is best, for a living soul is most pure."

"Yes, Sect Hierarch!"

The crowd dispersed swiftly, not minding Ye Guichen.

To them, Ye Guichen was merely an easily captured martial artist.

Once others left, the Sect Hierarch sighed softly, turning to the old woman beside him: "Meng Po, once you were a maid by Nether Emperor's side, following him for decades; what do you think is the chance that the Eternal Life Hall Master is the Son of Nether Emperor?"

The old woman, named Meng Po, chuckled, her voice hoarse: "When the Nether Emperor passed, the Young Master vanished, I came to the Great Cold Mountain, joining the Witch God Sect, hoping one day to return to the hidden clans. With these chances now, I dare not miss it. Though I haven't met the Eternal Life Hall Master, judging by his talent and pill crafting skills, it's highly likely he is the Young Master."

"Did you contact the Qin Family?" The Sect Hierarch asked.

Meng Po shook her head gently: "The King Qin is a traitor to the hidden clans, and although the Eternal Life Hall seems related to him, those loyal to the Nether Emperor were suppressed by King Qin, who killed his loyalists to eliminate risks. Gathering info on King Qin isn't easy. However, one person might have escaped, finding them could prove the Young Master's identity."

"Who?" The Sect Hierarch asked, eyes hopeful.

Meng Po uttered three words: "Great Ming King!"