Hu Ma already knew it was the Wang Family coming before they arrived.
They lost the duel in Shangjing City, and the Wang Family's Master and young Master, along with two Hall Officers, fled with the State Preceptor.
Once used to luxurious living, now on this Da'ai Mountain, even with Silver, there's nowhere to spend it; their skills have nowhere to be applied, living like beggars despite their talents after months spent exposed to the elents. Seeing Hu Ma, how could they not be angry?
As for this great disaster of heaven and earth, they can surely see it with their eyesight and cultivation level.
The fear in their hearts, however, is quite real.
"Evil spirit?"
Hu Ma was too tired to argue with these defeated dogs, yet because of the words spoken, he frowned.
He said faintly: "Have any of your wives, children, and other family mbers left behind in Shangjing been ground to death in the millstone?"
"Has anyone been killed and had their head hung above the city gate?"
These two sentences paused the angry looks of these people, the foundation of the Undying Wang Family had naturally been taken by the Reincarnator in Shangjing City, and was seized entirely.
Now, the person in charge of the Fate-controlling Skill has beco Miss White Wine, but as for the Wang Family mbers, except for those who deserve death but forcibly live in the human world, none have been deliberately killed.
They were left to fend for themselves in Shangjing, at most stripped of their cultivation to prevent them from causing more trouble.
Compared to what the ten surnas did to the Reincarnator in the past, this is almost like repaying grievance with kindness.
Of course, it's not because the Reincarnator lacks bloodthirstiness, but when they do act, their decisiveness is far greater than before.
But no matter how you compare their thods, the words "evil spirit" are indeed unspeakable by the Wang Family.
"And this disaster of heaven and earth?"
The Wang Family Master said coldly: "The fate of the heavens and earth is already in decline and decay. With this disaster arising, how many noble families will be swept into the storm of blood and wind?"
Hu Ma listened, frowning further, watching them look wretched and gritting their teeth. He didn't even bother talking to them.
Their perspective is too faulty, the ten surnas are supposed to be the most broad-sighted among the paths of this world, but now with the Reincarnator truly starting to act, they don't even have the insight of a mouse.
Perhaps, only by losing once like the Impermanence Li Family, and truly realizing their situation, will their cleverness return.
"Brother Hu, why so arrogant?"
Seeing Hu Ma unwilling to even glance properly at them, the Wang Family Master and the sword-catching Hall Officer felt stifled inside.
The mature-minded young heir Wang Zisheng of the Wang Family already felt sowhat indignant and shouted: "Do not think our Wang Family willingly left Shangjing out of helplessness, if we had truly summoned that great ritual, the outco would still be uncertain..."
Listening to this, Hu Ma's expression cooled slightly: "What great ritual?"
The Wang Family young Master faced his expression but felt pressured, whereas the adjacent Wang Family Master suddenly sighed lowly and said: "Mr. Hu, your actions in Zhensui Mansion are ruthless and dominating, but you ought to have so reverence for the heavens and earth."
"In the Netherworld Palace, the ten generations of Douyi's forr emperors were once the fate-dominant individuals favored by Tai Sui, protected by fierce generals in life, bestowed with national fortune, with thousands buried alongside them in death, followed by ghostly gods."
"For twenty years, the ten surnas have suppressed ragtag rebellions in the human world, blocking the emperor ghost's gaze from the Netherworld Palace. If not heroic, it was at least a bitter effort, yet now watching their decline into misery..."
"If we had truly acted in rage and executed that ritual..."
"..."
Hu Ma listened to them, already frowning, interrupting their hesitant words: "Then why didn't you do it?"
"We..."
At this question, the Wang Family mbers showed a surprised and embarrassed look.
At first, they followed the State Preceptor out of Shangjing, wandering to Da'ai Mountain while pondering many possible plans he might propose for the Wang Family to return.
Even in distress, so couldn't help but consider the prospect of using the Netherworld Palace.
But in the end, after arriving at Da'ai Mountain for a long period, the State Preceptor did nothing but sit in a daze, offering incense, and bowing like a transcendent out of this world turning into a walking corpse.
They considered using the Netherworld Palace but felt it inappropriate. The State Preceptor did not pick up the topic, so it was dropped.
Now the Wang Family felt sowhat reluctant but was stifled by Hu Ma's questioning, feeling unbearable inside.
Hu Ma rely watched coldly, suddenly turning to the Wang Family's Master: "Indeed, if you hadn't co, I wouldn't have recalled."
"But back in Shangjing City, I saw your Pill Skill that could revive the dead from twenty years ago; it's intriguing, hand it over!"
"?"
This remark left the Wang Family mbers stunned.
The Wang Family's young Master, Wang Zisheng, couldn't help but laugh in anger, shouting: "Seeking dharma should co with an appropriate deanor."
"Our Wang Family isn't stingy; if the Hu Family wishes to consult, it's not impossible to exchange knowledge, but you don't speak kindly and expect us to hand over the dharma thod?"
Hu Ma looked at him with a sudden smile: "If you don't hand it over, then I'll kill you!"
"Does this sound good?"
The smile appeared fierce and cold, exerting an invisible pressure that pushed the Wang Family mbers a step back, unable to muster a word.
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