Twilight Boundary-Chapter 715 - 706: The Knife Draws Blood

"What?"

In fact, the Four Great Hall Officials had already reached a consensus, which was collecting disaster. However, everyone knew that Young Master Meng was not easy to deal with and had a tendency to hold grudges, so they were all waiting for someone else to bring up the matter of collecting disaster first.

But just as the Great Sword-Catcher expressed what everyone was thinking, Young Master Meng's words suddenly took everyone by surprise.

"Actually, in my calculations, even if all eleven disasters struck at once, they wouldn't touch me. At most, they would be compensated by other bloodline kin."

Meng Siliang faced the astonished eyes of the crowd, still smiling, with a hint of a sigh, and said, "But when I had to hammer nails into my own head, I realized some things had gone wrong."

He didn't wipe the blood off his face, letting it spread. He suddenly looked up at everyone and said with a smile, "I'm pretty sure it was the Hu Family that invited that disaster."

"That's why things have come to this point. So, even if the Meng Family wanted to proceed with collecting disaster, we couldn't."

"Of course, these words do sound strange. Even if they were told, no one would believe them."

He paused.

Listening to his words, the Inquiry Great Hall Officer couldn't help but be a little shocked. "Then... what did the Hu Family intend?"

"Of course, it's because the Hu Family believed they could block this disaster."

Young Master Meng, Meng Siliang, said, "So, they wanted to use this method to drag the Meng Family to death."

"This time, it's not the Meng Family scheming against the Hu Family, but the Hu Family forcing the Meng Family to bet their lives."

"..."

The few Great Hall Officials clearly hesitated; even they found it hard to believe.

Meng Siliang was deep-minded, so usually, they didn't dare to completely trust his words. But at this moment, he was obviously different from usual, and they instinctively felt he might be telling the truth.

Moreover, he was a bit strange at this time. Usually, he would tear up over a few criticisms or cry over trivial matters, but now, he was continually laughing. The fresh blood on his face made that smile even more eerie...

He even spoke with laughter in his voice, "Uncles and elders, I have already admitted that this time I was completely outmaneuvered by the Hu Family.

"Actually, I wish I could show remorse, cry bitterly, and plead for sympathy from you elders, but I cannot cry. I was born unable to cry; every time I cried, it was faked. I just hate suffering a loss; every time I do, I get so angry I can't sleep.

"Furthermore, there is no time left for me to pretend to be regretful and cry, so I'll speak plainly.

"The Hu Family had arranged in advance to borrow the pond god to block the disaster. His ability to borrow incense from the world is his skill.

"But if he thinks that awakening so-called incense yin spirits in a few village ponds in Old Yin Mountain can block the disaster emerging from the cave, then his insight is insufficient.

"Once, even the ancestral altar couldn't block these disasters at this time. Now, how could it?

"Moreover, when these pond gods reveal themselves and gain incense, it's not just the Meng Family that cannot stay calm; the other Surnames won't be pleased to see it either."

"..."

Listening to his words, even the Sword-Catching Hall Officer in white robes spoke softly, "Now that things have come to this, what can they do if they are unwilling?

"Haven't you heard the Ears Reporting God say that the whole world is performing Sacrificial Mountain rituals?

"Such methods of forcibly borrowing incense, under normal circumstances, would have been stopped by the Ten Surnames long ago. But now, who dares to come forward and say a word?"

"..."

"The Ten Surnames don't stop it because their Stone Pavilion cannot lack the Hu Family."

Meng Siliang sat straight, the blood already flowing into his neck, saying, "But the Stone Pavilion also doesn't dare to lack the Meng Family. As long as the Meng Family Ancestor is still around for even a day, no one dares to drive the Meng Family to a dead end. So, this is the only opportunity left for the Meng Family..."

"But..."

As he spoke, he raised his palm, which trembled uncontrollably, as if it were not under his control, and said in a low voice, "The Meng Family cannot act."

The others remained silent. The Meng Family had invited the disaster, and before injuring the Hu Family, it had already harmed their own. The bloodline kin had all been influenced, either having seeds of calamity sown or their fortune weakened to the extreme.

Now, they couldn't speak or act; stepping outside could mean death. No matter how sure they were of a task, it could suddenly turn into terrible luck.

So, the kin of the Meng Family, although not all dead yet, were effectively imprisoned, just waiting for death.

Meng Siliang sighed quietly, then suddenly struggled to stand. He then knelt before the Four Great Hall Officials, his knees giving way and his hands pressing onto the ground, bowing his head heavily.

He did so with such force that the nails on his forehead sank deeper.

He said, "Then, I can only ask you, uncles and aunt, to save the Meng Family."

"You..."

The Four Great Hall Officials almost instinctively stepped aside, none daring to accept the kowtow, their voices trembling, "What do you want us to do?"

Meng Siliang lifted his head, his voice clear and without hesitation, saying to the Inquiry Great Hall Officer, "Uncle Bei, in the name of the Tongyin Inquiry Great Hall Officer, summon the Negative Spirit from all over the world, the registered wandering gods, and case ghosts. Have them travel across the land, destroy altars, kill people, and not allow them to continue their sacrifices.

"The Hu Family can borrow incense from the world, but after twenty years of operation by the Meng Family, where is there no Negative Spirit?

"I think we can finally disrupt their incense!"

"..."

The Inquiry Great Hall Officer listened, already sensing how many lives and how much bloodshed were implied in these simple words.

Although his heart trembled slightly, now, he could only nod slowly.

Meng Siliang then turned to the Divine Fragrance Hall Official behind him and said, "I will present Master Bai with One Incense, which is made by blending the incense normally used for worshiping our Ancestor. Master Bai will carry this incense to request action from the Yin God Temple.

"Inform the registered Lords to move their golden bodies and set out for Old Yin Mountain. Pond gods and Lords are natural enemies, and now, it is their time to act."

"..."

The Divine Fragrance Hall Official knew that mobilizing the Yin God Temple meant the Meng Family was putting everything on the line, and he nodded with gritted teeth.

"Uncle Guan, you are responsible for reasoning. You should go to see a few patriarchs among the Ten Surnames."

Meng Siliang looked at the Reasoning Hall Officer again, speaking softly, "At first, they may not want to see you, but as things escalate, they will have to. When they ask, convey my message: the Meng Family is guilty, and Meng Siliang is to blame. But now, the Meng Family wants to live.

"If we can't survive, then the Meng Family won't keep the secret for them about the evil spirit's reincarnation from back then..."

"..."

The Reasoning Hall Officer hurriedly agreed.

Meng Siliang finally looked towards the Sword-Catching Hall Officer, Aunt Cui, who was shrouded entirely in white mourning clothes. He crawled forward on his knees, grabbing the hem of her pants, staring intently at her, "Lastly, Aunt Cui.

"You were my father's sworn sister and, aside from the Meng Family, the strongest Negative Spirit in existence. Now, with the Meng Family in trouble, I only beg you, for my father's sake, to visit Old Yin Mountain...

"I ask nothing else but for you to find Young Master Hu for me."

He paused slightly, then said, "And ask him, for the sake of the Stone Pavilion Alliance, to retract that disaster..."

"..."

The white-clad Great Sword-Catcher stepped back, pulling her pants leg free, and said indifferently, "What if he refuses?"

Meng Siliang pursed his lips, saying nothing.

The white-clad Great Sword-Catcher sighed, her expression somewhat desperate, "Understood."

With the instructions clearly given, the hearts of the Four Great Hall Officials all sighed deeply. This Young Master of the Meng Family, his previous madness was feigned, but with these arrangements now, he truly has been driven mad...

But being Hall Officials, what choice did they have? They each walked out of the hall, facing the descending dark clouds, and strode forward.

The Eldest Son of Meng Family remained in the hall. In front of a group of servants and maids, he dropped to his knees once more, bowing heavily, his voice already choked with sobs, shouting, "Siliang bids you farewell! The Meng Family's safety now rests entirely on your shoulders..."

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"This method... I really didn't anticipate it..."

Meanwhile, inside Old Yin Mountain, Zhao Sanyi was also speaking hesitantly, "Does your young master truly believe this can block twelve disasters?"

It wasn't just him; the disciples of the Ten Surnames possessed knowledge that surpassed ordinary Martial Artists. Chen Abao and Fourth Miss Zhou also had slightly pale faces. The emergence of the pond gods was clearly an awe-inspiring event, yet their expressions were complicated.

"I don't know."

Hu Ma had already regulated his breathing. He calmly stepped in front of them, tilted his head up slightly, looked at the group, and said, "But the young master has his arrangements, and I simply follow orders."

But the more Zhao Sanyi thought, the more nervous he became, urgently saying, "It's not just a matter of following orders. What Young Master Hu is doing is truly puzzling, but he...

"...by doing this, he has also placed the Meng Family entirely in a dead end. Not to mention how formidable those twelve disasters are, even if these pond gods truly block them, do you think the Meng Family's desperate struggle will be easy to contend with?

"The Meng Family Ancestor is still there, so their foundation won't collapse. And as long as it stands, all Negative Spirits in the world will obey its commands!

"Now is a life-and-death critical moment, and blades will see blood. How many of you in the Walking Ghost Sect can actually fight?"

"..."

"Then let the blades see blood..."

Hu Ma picked up the Punishment Officer's Great Saber by his side, speaking gloomily, "I too want to see what skills remain in the Meng Family aside from kowtowing."

Zhao Sanyi spoke, growing increasingly anxious, while Fourth Miss Zhou suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "This is bad!

"The Meng Family must be desperate to find Young Master Hu. But if we can't find him, they'll have no choice but to come to Old Yin Mountain to find you. If the Meng Family members can't find him, they will certainly come for you!

"The Meng Family's Great Sword-Catcher is ranked second among the Sword-Catchers of the Ten Surnames! You..."

"..."

Hu Ma clenched his teeth slightly and said, "The Meng Family is forced to the brink and wants to see blood with the Hu Family. Yet they don't realize that the Hu Family has endured so much, all for just one opportunity to openly draw blades against the Meng Family!

"I don't care how much foundation the Meng Family still has, or how fierce their final counterattack might be. I only know that as long as we endure this, the entire Meng Family will be wiped out.

"I am in the Hu Family's service, and I always fulfill my obligations. Since I am the Hu Family's Great Sword-Catcher, I will take this on!"

"..."

Such harsh words caused everyone present to tremble inwardly. Fourth Miss Zhou's small face, in particular, turned deathly pale.