Twilight Boundary-Chapter 790 - 780: Returning Your Daughter

Why would the Reincarnators who tried to stop me from returning to Shangjing appear here?

Countless guesses filled Hu Ma’s mind, and he immediately struck with even greater force. The inexplicable obstruction had filled his heart with frustration and fury, which now surged to its peak. Turning, he retracted his grasp and let out a muffled roar, spewing out rolling waves of resentment.

This extremely cold resentment left a layer of white frost on the bluestone slabs wherever it passed. At the edge of the square, several dozen Zhang away, flowers, grass, and trees withered instantly upon the slightest contact. If it were a living body, the skin would peel off layer by layer.

The Meng Family’s Ancestor, the utmost defilement of the underworld, had become a first-rate technique in Hu Ma’s hands, capable of injuring the flesh, the Divine Soul, and even reversing Magic.

It had to be said that Hu Ma, with his living body, had cultivated the nine life incense. He was even more suited than the Meng family to bear the burden of the Meng Family Ancestor. His only issue was his lack of skillful application, as he lacked the finesse of the Meng family.

Facing Hu Ma’s might, the State Preceptor, despite his capabilities, merely retreated without direct confrontation, using the obstruction from these four Reincarnators to diffuse the attacks.

These four seemed like ill-placed nails, leveraging the power of their Lifebound Spirit Temple to hold their positions firmly in each direction. Every time Hu Ma struck, they intercepted him. The surrounding eerie aura was quickly dispersed, and the Life Incense within him depleted rapidly, yet he remained unable to reach his opponent.

Individually, none of these four were a match for Hu Ma in terms of strength.

But their collaboration, which also secretly aligned with the ten directional positions of the Haishou sect, was perfectly suited to restrain Hu Ma.

Even if some residual force leaked out, it could no longer injure the State Preceptor.

Instead, it was National Master Dongxuan, his expression cold, who, under the protection of these four Reincarnators, raised his hand to summon the incense burner from before. He then grabbed a handful of incense ash and quickly scattered it on the ground.

At the same time, his eyes filled with undisguised coldness, he glanced at Hu Ma, who was laden with ominous yin qi, and said, "The ignorant are fearless. The Hu Family, having learned the naive tactics of those evil spirits, always thinks they can use some strategy and courage to confront matters clearly beyond their ability.

"They face disappointment repeatedly yet remain unrepentant, even taking pride in it!

"But haven’t you realized that I understand everything about Reincarnators better than you? Your plans, even that demoness lurking in Grass Heart Hall...

"Do you really think we haven’t seen any of it?"

Hearing these words abruptly, Hu Ma’s heart suddenly sank.

So, all movements of the Reincarnators were already under the Daluo Dharma Sect’s watch. That Miss White Wine, secretly investigating in the city...

Miss White Wine paid no attention to Hu Ma’s duel, nor did she care about the chaos of the army attacking the city from outside.

After she and Hu Ma had witnessed the truth of Shangjing City being full of the Undead, Hu Ma had advised her that she had enough time to leave. Yet, she still chose to act alone, resolutely taking the boldest step of her life.

She pushed open the door to the Undying Wang Family’s Pill Room and stepped inside.

As the Holy Heart Little Young Master of Grass Heart Hall, the Undying Wang Family represented her ancestors, even her masters, within the Siming Sect.

As a disciple, she had to be cautious with every move. Yet, here she was, in the dead of night, entering the Forbidden Land Pharmacy.

Then, just as she stepped in, a soft sigh suddenly echoed in the dim, lightless pharmacy. Following that, the light of a Fire Stick flared, igniting an oil lamp. The dim lamplight immediately filled the room.

Only now did it become clear that this deepest room of the Life-Knowing Hall’s pharmacy, which had shown no sign of life from the outside, was actually packed with people.

The one lighting the oil lamp was a young, somewhat boyish-looking youth. He was Wang Zisheng, the Young Master of the Life-Knowing Hall. He looked at Miss White Wine with a hint of grievance and sighed softly,

"Sister Zeng, why did you have to come?"

"..."

The next moment, from several layers of buildings behind Miss White Wine, the scattered sounds of footsteps suddenly arose.

Torches were lit, rapidly approaching. The clang of weapons and a palpable murderous intent tightly encircled the area.

This was undoubtedly a trap.

Miss White Wine didn’t seem surprised. She merely turned her gaze to the table in front. There sat the Young Master of the Life-Knowing Hall, along with a pale-faced, long-bearded, and affluent-looking middle-aged man. This man was Wang Changsheng, the current Lord of the Undying Wang Family.

Beside them, countless others sat or stood, all looking over.

There were the Wang family’s sword-catching hall officer, the Life-taking Doctor, and several skilled junior sword-catchers.

There was also an Inquiry great hall officer and several Worshippers.

And, standing in the furthest corner, was a middle-aged man with a complicated expression, who seemed to find it unbearable to look her way—Zeng Baicao, the Big Master of Grass Heart Hall, and also her father.

Miss White Wine saw the cold expressions before her and the people arriving from behind to seal her escape. She nodded slightly, her expression unchanged, then nodded faintly to Zeng Baicao and said, "Father."

Zeng Baicao’s expression clearly flickered, but ultimately, he only let out a low sigh and lowered his gaze.

"Miss Shengbai, you are, after all, just an evil spirit."

At this time, Wang Changsheng, Lord of the Undying Wang Family, who was seated at the head of the table, looked over and sighed softly, "Anyone’s heart is made of flesh and blood.

"Your father expended so much effort for you, even going so far as to stake the entire Grass Heart Hall as capital, all to secure a place for you in Shangjing City. Yet you trespass into the pharmacy in private. Is this how you repay his immense kindness?

"The Siming Path has its own rules about what should and shouldn’t be done. You should know that.

"Naturally, you should also understand what doing such a thing means for Grass Heart Hall..."

"..."

"A place in Shangjing City? An opportunity to become an immortal?"

Miss White Wine spoke indifferently, her expression tinged only with cold sarcasm. "I am indeed an evil spirit.

"But you people, using human lives for alchemy, seizing the vital essence of heaven’s destiny—what does that make you?"

Amidst all these gazes, there was no hint of panic on her face.

Instead, she looked up at everyone and said, "You lecture me about the rules of the Siming Sect, but I want to ask you: with conduct like yours, where do you place a healer’s compassionate heart?"

Everyone fell somewhat silent, seemingly not expecting Miss White Wine to still be questioning them at such a moment.

They all knew in their hearts that since she dared to come here, she must have discovered something significant, making any debate futile.

In the silence, it was Zeng Baicao, the Big Master of Grass Heart Hall, whose expression changed first. He gritted his teeth slightly and said in a low, stern voice, "You... you evil spirit! The first thing you did upon your birth into this world was to devour my daughter’s soul, and yet you dare speak to me of a healer’s compassionate heart?"

A shadow fell over Miss White Wine’s face. She looked at him steadily for a moment, as if confirming he had truly said those words.

Then, the corner of her mouth twitched, and she remarked coldly, "You think that way, and so would I.

"You only blame me for devouring your daughter. But from my perspective, I never wanted to come here. Nor do I have any memory of being born into anyone’s body, taking it over, or devouring her soul.

"I only remember that when I was three, I fell into a deep sleep, like a long dream, and then I suddenly recalled many things from a previous life. Perhaps, during that process, I devoured your precious daughter. But honestly, I’ve forgotten."

As she spoke, she looked up at Zeng Baicao and smiled faintly. "Of course, it’s hard for an adult to pretend to be a child. Suddenly, I couldn’t bring myself to call you ’Father’ and ’Mother,’ and I couldn’t act docile day to day. So, it’s not surprising that you saw through my disguise.

"You fed me so many things back then, claiming they were trial medicines, trying to get rid of this evil spirit within me. I never even tried to resist.

"Of course, you almost succeeded, even managing to drive me out of this physical body at one point.

"It was only when you saw I was on the verge of death that you called me back."

"..."

Reaching this point, the faint, cold smile on her face had become one of outright mockery. "You spent half your life trying to verify whether I was truly your daughter. Now that you’re clinging to the Undying Wang Family, seeking immortality, you suddenly decide to scheme against me and accuse me?"

These sharp, pressing words caused the expressions of everyone present to change drastically.

Wang Changsheng, Lord of the Wang Family, glanced at the visibly repressed Zeng Baicao, then suddenly chuckled softly and said, "The words of an evil spirit are most adept at confusing the mind.

"Mr. Zeng, it was indeed agreed earlier that you would personally take action to avenge your daughter. But looking at it now, it seems the affection from years of raising her makes it hard for you to be ruthless. Since that’s the case, perhaps it’s better if we handle it..."

As he spoke, he waved his hand gently. The siming sword-catching hall officer beside him stepped forward, his expression chilling.

Pinching a silver needle between his fingers, he thrust it forward.

At that moment, Miss White Wine cast a final glance at her biological father, her heart finally turning to ice.

She lowered her head slightly and sighed gently. "You’ve known my identity all along and could have taken me at any time. Yet you needed to set such a trap for me to walk into. It’s clear that a gap is a gap; it can never be bridged.

"Since that’s the case, then I shall return your daughter to you!"

Having spoken, her body swayed lightly and she suddenly collapsed to the ground. In an instant, all breath left her, the color drained from her face, leaving it like pale jade.

"What?"

The members of the Undying Wang Family, who had prepared various methods and were ready to strike violently, were completely caught off guard by this development. They rushed forward to check.

To their astonishment, the Holy Hand Young Master of Grass Heart Hall showed no signs of life. Her three souls had completely scattered, and her six spirits were no more. She had become an empty shell, deader than dead.

They were all profoundly shocked, exchanging bewildered glances, not having anticipated such a turn of events. This was especially true for Doctor Zeng Baicao. He hurriedly rose and rushed closer to look, his lips trembling and pupils wide with shock, his face a mask of deathly grief.

And at that very same moment, far away on a rooftop, a white cat sat perched on the wall.

With an indifferent expression, it turned its head to look back, as if taking one last glance at the human world.

Finally free of all attachments, its form light and agile, it silently sprang towards another part of the Life-Knowing Hall.