"Yes! Exactly! Please, Your Venerable, come with us!" the ghost-path guard said earnestly, but then he and the other guards all looked toward me—and at the hundreds of Burying God Coffins I was dragging behind me. One ghost-path guard could not hold back any longer and spat at me on the spot. "Who in the world are you? How dare you spout such nonsense and show disrespect to the supreme ruler of our Sacred Realm?!"
"Exactly! What immortal are you, to be so arrogant and overbearing?" another guard even bared his fangs, seemingly unafraid of my first-grade Dao body.
This is bad. I had just directly called my wife "Big Sister" and then made her my wife. In the Ghost God Realm, that was absolutely enough to enrage the ghost gods. I had married the Supreme, so naturally many ghost gods would refuse to accept it.
Just as I was wondering how to smooth things over, Big Sister Wife swept her enormous sleeve, and the godhood within my body was directly pulled out by her!
The golden godhood left my body, shining brilliantly, but once it entered her sleeve, it vanished without a trace, not emitting the slightest glow. I certainly could not perform such a technique. Even with a first-grade Dao body, I could not do this so casually. Clearly, her true reserves of spellcraft experience and ability were far beyond mine. Perhaps this was some sort of innate, instinctive skill.
Having become an ordinary wandering immortal without an official rank, I deliberately let out traces of ghost-path aura. The ghost-path guards sniffed the air and all felt much more comfortable, so they stopped making a sound. Naturally, they still found my way of addressing her as "wife" extremely offensive. Fortunately, Big Sister Wife's move just now had effectively