Chapter 1
Those Reborn who had blocked him along the way, just not wanting him to return to Shangjing, why would they appear here?

Innumerable guesses arose in his heart, and Hu Ma immediately struck even harder.

The unpleasantness of being inexplicably blocked by the other party had reached its peak, with his heart full of resentment and nowhere to vent. He turned around, retracted his grasp, and then roared, rolling waves of resentment spewing forward.

This extremely cold resentment caused a layer of white frost to condense on the bluestone slabs wherever it passed. The flowers, plants, and trees on the edge of the dozens of zhang-wide plaza withered instantly upon contact. If it were a living person's body, the skin would peel off layer by layer.

The Meng family ancestor, the filth of the Yin mansion, had become a top-tier technique in Hu Ma's hands. It could injure the physical body, the soul, and even defy the laws.

It must be said that Hu Ma, with the body of a living person, cultivated the Nine Pillars of Life Incense, making him even more suitable to carry the Meng family ancestor than the Meng family themselves. The only problem was that he wasn't very skilled at using it, and in terms of subtlety, he was far behind the Meng family.

Facing Hu Ma's imposing aura, the National Preceptor, despite his abilities, merely retreated, not engaging in a direct confrontation. He used the blocking of these four Reborn to defuse the attack.

The four of them were like four untimely nails, using the power of their Natal Spirit Temples to fix their positions. Every time Hu Ma attacked, he was blocked by them. The surrounding eerie aura was quickly diverted, and the Life Incense in his body was consumed rapidly, yet he couldn't touch his opponent.

Any one of these four was not Hu Ma's match in terms of strength.

But when the four of them cooperated, secretly conforming to the ten-direction positions of the Hai Shou lineage, they could just restrain Hu Ma.

Even if some residual force leaked out, it couldn't harm the National Preceptor.

The Dongxuan National Preceptor, with a cold expression, used the protection of these four Reborn to summon the incense burner from before, then grabbed a handful of incense ash and quickly scattered it on the ground.

At the same time, with undisguised coldness in his eyes, he glanced at the gloomy Hu Ma: "Ignorance is fearless. The Hu family has learned the naivety of those evil beings, always thinking that they can use a little strategy and courage to confront things that they clearly cannot confront."

"They welcome disappointment after disappointment and still don't know how to repent, but are instead proud of it!"

"But have you not noticed that I understand everything about the Reborn better than you? Your plans, even that妖女 (yāonǚ,妖 = strange, 女 = woman, a derogatory term for a bewitching woman, could be translated as enchantress but here I will use pinyin ) hiding in the Caoxin Hall, sneaking around..."

"Do you really think we haven't seen it?"

Suddenly hearing these words, Hu Ma's heart sank.

The movements of the Reborn were already under the watch of this Da Luo Dharma Sect. Then the Miss White Wine who was secretly investigating in the city...

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Miss White Wine was not paying attention to Hu Ma's battle, nor was she concerned about the chaos of the army attacking the city outside.

After seeing the truth of the undead in Shangjing City with Hu Ma, Hu Ma had already persuaded her. She had enough time to leave Shangjing City, but now she was still acting alone and resolutely taking the most daring step of her life.

She pushed open the medicine refining room of the Undead Wang family and walked in.

As the Holy Heart Junior Owner of Caoxin Hall, the Undead Wang family was the ancestor of the Siming lineage, even the master.

As a member of the sect, every move had to be cautious, but she came to the forbidden medicine room on this dark night.

Then, just as she walked in, a light sigh suddenly sounded in the dark, lightless medicine room. Immediately afterwards, a fire was lit, igniting an oil lamp. The dim light filled the medicine room.

Only now could one see that in the deepest part of the Zhishou Pavilion, it was clear that one couldn't feel the breath of any living person outside, but inside, it was full of people.

The one who lit the oil lamp was a young boy who looked not very old, still somewhat naive. It was Wang Zisheng, the Junior Owner of Zhishou Pavilion. He looked at Miss White Wine with some resentment and sighed softly:

"Sister Zeng, why do you bother?"

"..."

The next moment, outside the several layers of houses behind Miss White Wine, a scattering of footsteps suddenly sounded.

Torches were lit, quickly approaching this place. The clashing of weapons and the surging killing intent surrounded this place tightly.

This was naturally a trap.

Miss White Wine didn't seem surprised. She just looked towards the table in front of her. There was the Junior Owner of Zhishou Pavilion, and a middle-aged man with a fair face and long beard, and a wealthy appearance. This person was the current head of the Undead Wang family, Wang Changsheng.

And beside them, countless people were either sitting or standing, looking over.

There was the Death-Seizing Doctor, the head of the Sword-Wielding Hall of the Wang family, and several small Sword-Wielders with abilities.

There was also the head of the Questioning Hall and several enshrined guests.

And, standing at the very edge, was a middle-aged man who was now looking at her with a complicated expression, seemingly unable to bear it.

It was Zeng Baicao, the Senior Owner of Caoxin Hall, also her father.

Miss White Wine saw the indifference in front of her and the people rushing in behind her, sealing off her retreat. She nodded slightly, her expression unchanged, and nodded lightly to Zeng Baicao, saying, "Father."

Zeng Baicao's face clearly twitched, but in the end, he just sighed softly and lowered his eyes.

"Miss Sheng Bai, you are, after all, an evil being."

At this time, Wang Changsheng, the head of the Undead Wang family, sitting at the head of the table, looked over and sighed softly: "No matter who it is, the heart is made of flesh."

"Your father has exhausted so much effort for you, not hesitating to invest the entire Caoxin Hall as capital, just to leave you a position in this Shangjing City, but you secretly trespassed into the medicine room. Is this how you repay his great kindness?"

"The Siming ways have their own rules. You should know what to do and what not to do."

"Naturally, you should also understand that by doing such a thing, you are placing Caoxin Hall in what position..."

"..."

"A position in Shangjing City? A chance to become an immortal?"

Miss White Wine said lightly, with only a hint of sarcasm in her expression: "I am indeed an evil being."

"But what are you, who use human lives to refine pills and seize the life force of heaven?"

She was not flustered in the face of countless gazes.

Instead, she looked up at the crowd and said: "You are still talking to me about the rules of the Siming sect, but I want to ask, where have you placed the benevolence of a doctor in this behavior?"

Everyone was silent, seemingly not expecting Miss White Wine to ask back at this point.

And knowing each other well, they all knew that since she dared to come here, it meant that she had discovered something, and it was useless to argue.

In a moment of silence, Zeng Baicao, the Senior Owner of Caoxin Hall, was the first to change his expression. He bit his teeth slightly and shouted in a low voice: "You... you evil being, the first thing you did when you were born was to eat my daughter's soul, yet you talk to me about the benevolence of a doctor?"

A shadow covered Miss White Wine's face, and she looked at him fixedly, as if confirming that he had said these words.

Then her mouth twitched and she said coldly: "You would think that way, and I would think that way."

"You only blame me for eating your daughter, but as far as I'm concerned, I didn't want to come in the first place, and I didn't descend on anyone, seize her body, or swallow her soul's memories."

"I only remember that when I was three years old, I had a deep sleep, like a great dream, and then I suddenly remembered many things from the other world. Perhaps, I ate your precious daughter in the process, but I really forgot."

As she spoke, she looked up at Zeng Baicao and smiled faintly, saying: "Of course, it's difficult for adults to pretend to be children, and I suddenly couldn't call out 'daddy and mommy'. I couldn't act cute on weekdays, so it's not surprising that you saw through my disguise."

"You fed me so many things in the name of testing medicine, wanting to get rid of me, this evil being, and I didn't even try to resist."

"Of course, you almost succeeded, and even once drove me out of this body."

"But seeing that I was almost dead, you called me back."

"..."

Speaking of this, the faint sneer on her face had already turned into ridicule: "You spent half your life verifying whether I was your daughter, and now that you're holding the Undead Wang family's thigh, begging to become an immortal, you suddenly run over to scheme against me and accuse me?"

These words were aggressive, causing everyone present to change their expressions greatly.

And Wang Changsheng, the head of the Wang family, glanced at Zeng Baicao, who was suppressing his emotions, and suddenly smiled, saying: "The words of evil beings are most bewitching."

"Mr. Zeng, you did promise earlier that you would personally take action to avenge your daughter, but now it seems that after years of nurturing, you are afraid that you can't bring yourself to do it. Since that's the case, then let us do it for you..."

As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and the Siming Sword-Wielding Hall official beside him had a cold expression and stepped forward.

Pinching a silver needle, he stabbed forward.

At this moment, Miss White Wine glanced at her biological father, and finally lost hope.

She lowered her head slightly and sighed softly: "You knew my identity long ago, and you could have taken me long ago. You still needed to set up such a trap to wait for me to钻 (zuān, drill, enter) in myself. It can be seen that the gap is a gap, and it can never be eliminated."

"Since that's the case, then I'll return your daughter to you!"

After saying these words, her body swayed slightly, and she suddenly fell to the ground. In an instant, all her breath disappeared, and the blood on her face faded, like pale jade.

"What?"

The people of the Undead Wang family around were already prepared with various means, and they burst into action, but they never expected this move, and they rushed forward to check.

They were shocked to see that the Holy Hand Junior Owner of Caoxin Hall had actually lost all her breath. Her three souls had scattered, and her six spirits no longer existed. She had completely become an empty shell, dead beyond death.

They were all greatly surprised and looked at each other, not expecting this kind of change. Especially Zeng Baicao the doctor, who was now rushing to get up, approaching for a closer look, his lips trembling, his pupils dilated, and his face had become drooping like death.

And at the same time, on the distant roof ridge, a white cat sat on the wall.

Its expression was indifferent, turning its head to look, as if just looking back at the world.

Finally free from worries, its posture was light and graceful, quietly pouncing towards another place in the Zhishou Pavilion.