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Chapter 715: Bloody Battle

Chapter 715: Bloody Battle

"What?"

The four great hall officials had already reached a unanimous decision—to accept the disaster. However, they all knew that Meng Jia Dachao, the eldest son of the Meng family, was not one to be easily persuaded and held grudges. So, they waited for someone else to bring up the idea of accepting the disaster.

Finally, the Great Executioner spoke up on everyone's behalf, but Meng Jia Dachao's words suddenly startled them.

"In my calculations, even if the eleven tribes of disaster retaliated simultaneously, they wouldn't harm me. At most, they would affect other blood relatives, and the disaster would be repaid."

Meng Siliang faced the crowd's astonished gazes with a smile, as if sighing, and said, "But when I had to drive a nail into my head, I knew something had gone wrong in my calculations."

He didn't wipe the blood from his face, letting it spread. Suddenly, he lifted his head to look at the crowd and smiled, "I'm quite certain it was the Hu family who summoned that tribe of disaster."

"That's why things have come to this point. Even if the Meng family wants to accept the disaster, they can't."

"Of course, this sounds absurd. Even if I said it out loud, no one would believe it."

"..."

"Then..."

As they listened to his words, even the Inquiry Hall Official couldn't help but feel a bit startled. "What is the Hu family after?"

"Of course, it's because the Hu family believes they can withstand this disaster."

Meng Jia Dachao, the eldest son of the Meng family, said, "So, he's using this method to drag the Meng family down with him."

"In the end, it's not the Meng family plotting against the Hu family, but the Hu family forcing the Meng family to risk their lives."

"..."

The hall officials hesitated, and even they found it hard to believe.

Meng Siliang was a deep thinker, so his words were usually not taken lightly. However, at this moment, he seemed different from his usual self, and they subconsciously felt that what he said might be true.

Moreover, he seemed a bit odd. Normally, when scolded or faced with a situation, he would feel wronged and even shed tears. But now, he kept smiling, and the blood on his face made his smile even more eerie...

His voice even carried a hint of laughter, "Dear uncles and aunts, I admit that this time, the Hu family has outsmarted me completely."

"I want to regret and cry, hoping to soften your hearts, but I can't cry. I was born without the ability to cry. Every time I cried, it was an act. I just hate being at a disadvantage. Whenever I'm wronged, I get so angry I can't sleep."

"Moreover, there's no time for me to pretend to regret and cry. So, I'll speak frankly."

"The Hu family made early arrangements to borrow the Water Spirit to ward off the disaster. It's their ability to borrow the incense flame of the entire nation."

"But if they think that awakening a few so-called incense spirits in the ponds of a few villages on Old Yin Mountain can ward off the disaster from the cave, then their knowledge is lacking."

"Even when the ancestral altar was here, it couldn't stop these disasters. How much less now?"

"Furthermore, if these Water Spirits really appear, attracting incense flame, it won't just be the Meng family who can't sit still. The other clans will likely feel the same way."

"..."

As they listened to his words, even the Great Executioner in the white robe spoke softly, "If they're unhappy, what can they do about it?"

"Haven't you heard the Messenger Deity say that the entire nation is sacrificing to the mountains?"

"This forceful borrowing of incense flame, if done at a normal time, would have been stopped by the Ten Clans. But now, who would dare to speak up?"

"..."

"The Ten Clans aren't stopping it because the Stone Pavilion can't do without the Hu family."

Meng Siliang sat up straight, blood already flowing down his neck. He said, "But the Stone Pavilion also can't do without the Meng family. As long as the Ancestor is still alive, no one dares to push the Meng family to the brink of death. So, this is the Meng family's last chance..."

"But..."

As he spoke, he lifted his palm, which was trembling uncontrollably, as if beyond his control. He spoke softly, "The Meng family can't take action."

The others remained silent. The Meng family had summoned the disaster but hadn't harmed the Hu family. Instead, they had harmed themselves first. The blood relatives had already been affected, either planting the seeds of calamity or reaching the extreme of their luck.

Now, they couldn't act or speak. Stepping out the door might mean death. Whatever they tried to do, no matter how confident they were, might result in a sudden turn for the worse.

So, the Meng family's blood relatives, though not yet extinct, were as good as imprisoned, waiting for death.

Meng Siliang sighed softly, and suddenly, he forced himself to stand up. He then knelt before the four great hall officials, his knees giving way, and with both hands on the ground, he firmly knocked his head once.

The force was so strong that even the nail on his forehead was driven deeper.

He said, "Then, I can only ask you, uncles, aunts, to save the Meng family."

"You..."

The four great hall officials almost simultaneously stepped back, none daring to accept this bow. Their voices trembled, "What do you want from us?"

Meng Siliang lifted his head, his voice clear and without hesitation, and said to the Inquiry Hall Official, "Uncle Guan, in the name of the Inquiry Hall Official who communicates with the Netherworld, summon the Malevolent Spirits of the nation, the registered roaming deities, the case-solving ghosts, those who travel the four directions, destroy altars, and kill people. Stop them from continuing their sacrifices."

"The Hu family can borrow the incense flame of the nation, but where can't the Meng family find Malevolent Spirits after twenty years of cultivation?"

"I believe this will finally disrupt their Incense Flame!"

"..."

Upon hearing this, the Inquiry Hall Official couldn't help but think of the countless lives and bloodshed implied in those simple words.

Although his heart trembled slightly, he had no choice but to slowly nod.

Meng Siliang turned to the Incense Distribution Hall Official behind him and said, "I will bring a stick of incense for Mr. Bai. It's made from the Incense Flame used to worship our ancestors. With this incense, Mr. Bai can request the Shadow God Temple to take action."

"Inform the registered Governor to move the divine body and set off for Old Yin Mountain. The Water Spirit and the Governor are natural enemies from the beginning of time. Now, it's time for them to take action."

"..."

The Incense Distribution Hall Official also understood that mobilizing the Shadow God Temple meant that the Meng family had reached their last resort. He gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Uncle Guan, as the Reasoning Master, you should go and see the elders of the Ten Surnames."

Meng Siliang looked at the Reasoning Master again and said softly, "They may not want to see you at first, but when the situation becomes dire, they will have no choice. When they ask, tell them this: Meng family is guilty, and the guilt lies with Meng Siliang. But now, the Meng family wants to survive."

"If we cannot survive, then the Meng family will no longer keep the secret of the evil spirits' reincarnation..."

"..."

The Reasoning Master quickly agreed.

Finally, Meng Siliang turned to the Swordmaster Hall Official, who was dressed in white, and to her surprise, he kneeled forward and grabbed the hem of her pants, staring intently at her. "Lastly, it's Aunt Cui."

"You are my father's sworn sister and the most powerful Spirit Foe in the world aside from the Meng family. Now that the Meng family is in trouble, I only ask that you consider my father's sake and make a trip to Old Yin Mountain..."

"I don't ask for anything else, I only ask that you help me find the Hu family Young Master."

He paused slightly, then said, "Beg him to consider the Stone Pavilion Alliance and retract that tribe of disaster..."

"..."

The White-Robed Swordmaster took a step back and released his pants, his expression calm. "What if he refuses?"

Meng Siliang pursed her lips, saying nothing.

The White-Robed Swordmaster sighed, his expression seeming somewhat hopeless. "I understand."

After the instructions were given, the four great hall officials all sighed in their hearts. They realized that the Meng family Young Master's previous madness was an act, but now, driven to this point, he had truly gone insane...

But as hall officials, what choice did they have? They each left the hall, facing the dark clouds above, and headed out with long strides.

Inside the hall, the Meng family's eldest son knelt before the servants and maids, his knees hitting the ground with a crisp sound. He knocked his head hard once more, and his voice carried a sob as he spoke loudly, "Siliang bids farewell to all of you. The fate of the Meng family now rests in your hands..."

...

...

"This method is indeed something I never expected..."

At that moment, in Old Yin Mountain, Zhao San Yi also spoke with hesitation, "Do you really believe that this can stop the Twelve Tribes of Disaster?"

Not only him, but the Ten Surnames Disciples also had extraordinary knowledge beyond that of ordinary Jianghu people. Chen A Bao and the nearby Si Zhou, their faces turned slightly pale. The emergence of the deities was indeed awe-inspiring, but their expressions were complex.

"I don't know."

Hu Ma had already taken a deep breath and stood in front of them, his expression unchanged. He looked up slightly and said to them, "But the Young Master has his own plans. I will simply follow his orders."

Zhao San Yi, on the other hand, became more anxious the more he thought about it. He hurriedly said, "This is not a matter of following orders. The Hu family Young Master's actions are truly incomprehensible, but..."

"By doing this, he has also pushed the Meng family to the brink of death. Aside from the Twelve Tribes of Disaster, which are extremely powerful, even if these Water Spirits can block them, do you think the Meng family's desperate struggle will be easy to deal with?"

"The Meng family's ancestors are still here, and as long as the foundation remains, all Spirit Foes in the world will obey their commands!"

"Now, at this critical moment between life and death, when blood is shed, how many of you in the Wandering Ghost Sect can fight?"

"..."

"Then let's shed some blood..."

Hu Ma picked up the Punishment Officer's Saber beside him and said sternly, "I also want to see what else the Meng family can do besides bowing their heads."

As Zhao San Yi spoke, he became increasingly impatient. Si Zhou, on the other hand, suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "Oh no!"

"The Meng family must be desperately searching for the Hu family Young Master. If we can't find him, we'll have to come here to look for you. If they can't find him, they will definitely come to find you!"

"The Meng family's Great Swordmaster is the second-ranked among the Ten Surnames Swordmasters. You..."

"..."

Hu Ma clenched his teeth and said, "The Meng family has been pushed to the brink, so they want to shed blood with the Hu family. But the Hu family has endured so much, and all we ask for is a chance to draw our swords against the Meng family in a fair fight!"

"Regardless of how much the Meng family has left, regardless of how fierce their final counterattack will be, I only know that as long as we can hold on, the Meng family will be completely annihilated."

"We eat their food and do our best. As the Hu family's Great Swordmaster, I will take on this task!"

"..."

These harsh words caused everyone present to tremble in their hearts, and Si Zhou's face turned deathly pale.

(End of Chapter)

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