Chapter 1
"National Preceptor?"

When the Meng family patriarch realized the mistake the Zhang family had made, his expression was filled with disdain and disbelief. Could it be that the esteemed Zhang family, having been powerful for so long, had turned their brains to wood?

They actually got the identity of the evil spirit wrong?

And having learned the identity of that evil spirit, it was not difficult to unravel the origins and consequences of its nightmare magic.

The name Longjing, although not as resounding as Great Teacher of Peace, others may not know it, but the Ten Families knew it, especially what role this person played and what he had done when he cursed and killed the Yi Dynasty's royal family.

On the list of sins in the underworld held by the Wuchang Li family, this name was ranked first...

But such a person was actually kept in the Zhang family's home for twenty years?

It was hard to describe the absurdity in his heart at this moment. However, his disdain suddenly turned into realization when he heard the words "National Preceptor" from the Third Master Zhang's mouth.

"If it's him, it's not surprising..."

The Meng family patriarch said grimly, "He has lied to us more than once."

"He didn't tell my Meng family the truth about the Town Demon Office, which allowed the Guanzhou Hungry Ghost to return without success."

"The Zougui Hu family took the opportunity to open an office. My Meng family spent a lot of effort, but ended up making a wedding dress for the Hu family. Heh heh, if it weren't for him, my Meng family would have taken advantage of the Guanzhou Hungry Ghost entering Mingzhou and taken down the Town Demon Office. Why would we need to go to the underworld to create the Demon Mirror?"

"It's just that, what exactly is that old Dongxuan doing? Why did he lie to us so many times..."

"..."

"We can't worry about that anymore. The most important thing is to capture this evil creature."

Third Master Zhang of the Zhang family couldn't care less about saying these things. He was cold all over, knowing that he had made a huge mistake. If he went up there, he might not even be able to keep his position as a master.

For a moment, he couldn't help but want to pounce on the Meng family patriarch, hug his leg, and shout hoarsely, "This evil spirit is powerful, but the Zhang family's fortune cannot be destroyed..."

"If the Zhang family falls, there will be nothing to suppress those grassroots kings. When the dragons and snakes rise together and compete for the Mandate of Heaven, no one will know who will win... Moreover, if the evil ghosts in the City of Wrongful Deaths climb back to the human world, your Meng family's twenty years of planning will be ruined!"

"..."

When the Meng family patriarch saw this person's panic, his eyes were filled with coldness. He said grimly, "What is the status of the esteemed Zhang family? Even if all the wronged souls of the Yi tribe come, they won't be able to hurt a hair on your Zhang family's head."

"Third Master's words are probably alarmist."

"Moreover, we came here to build the Demon Mirror. The cost is huge, but it's just to catch those evil spirits. If my Meng family takes action by force, we can naturally capture him, but my Meng family has a lot of manpower, especially the ancestor, who can't tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes."

"If we take action, those two evil spirits will probably not be captured alive..."

"..."

"Now that things have come to this, what are you still thinking about capturing them alive or not?"

Third Master Zhang's expression was distorted, and he shouted loudly, "Brother, don't take the opportunity to laugh at my Zhang family. If the Zhang family is damaged and can't suppress the fortune of the world, none of the Ten Families will benefit."

He didn't understand strange arts and magic, but he was good at talking about the situation and observing people's hearts. He said urgently, "I also know that you are all planning to seize the Mandate of Heaven, but you should also understand."

"The Mandate of Heaven is already in my Zhang family's hands. Even if the Zhang family doesn't return to the throne, whoever we point to will be the new emperor. At worst... at worst, my Zhang family will take another step back..."

"Even if this Demon Mirror fails, next year on the fifteenth of the seventh month, my Zhang family will fully help you take back the Town Demon Office, how about it?..."

"..."

"Oh dear..."

The Meng family patriarch listened, his eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly laughed. He quickly reached out to help him up, "The Meng and Zhang families have always been friends, why should we distinguish between each other?"

"It's just that things happened suddenly. You are now speaking for the Zhang family, I wonder... how much weight do your words carry?"

"..."

Third Master Zhang of the Zhang family was extremely angry when he heard his words, but at this moment, all around him were vague and angry curses. Third Master Zhang of the Zhang family actually saw patches of phantoms.

He only saw countless blurry figures floating out from the depths of the misty underworld, all holding whips in their hands, fiercely whipping him, constantly scolding him.

"Ancestors, spare me..."

Third Master Zhang was whipped by these Yin spirits and didn't dare to resist at all. He knelt on the wooden boat and kowtowed non-stop.

Even the Meng family patriarch retreated slightly, watching coldly. He saw someone in the blurry shadows whipping Third Master Zhang ten times, then nodding to him and saying grimly, "Thank you for your help, Meng family. My words naturally carry enough weight."

The Meng family patriarch also quickly cupped his hands and saluted the blurry shadow, smiling and saying, "The Zhang and Meng families have always been friends, and we work together. How dare we not obey your orders?"

"..."

"..."

"So, Senior Longjing has been doing these things?"

At the same time, Hu Ma was in front of the Divine Descent Platform, and his mind was fluctuating rapidly.

He originally thought that Senior Longjing's revenge was aimed at someone in the Zhang family, or a branch, just to vent his anger. After all, it was impossible to expect Senior Longjing to curse and kill hundreds of thousands of people like he once did when he cursed and killed the imperial family of the Yi people.

After all, in this world, except for keeping watch on New Year's Eve, most spells require preparation, and harming the head requires not only preparation but also indescribable calculation and deduction.

He had been imprisoned for twenty years, and he had just escaped. He was also a cripple, only tainted with a trace of Purple Taisui.

How could one expect him to do those things?

But after just watching the first two arrows, his thoughts had completely changed. He was too wrong. With just these two arrows, Senior Longjing had already shown extraordinary spirit, and he even couldn't help but look forward to it...

He raised his hand and captured the monster. He was unsure if it would affect Master Longjing, so he broke its limbs and threw it into the "loss" position, then lifted a stone and pressed it on top of it.

This monster might not be suppressed by this stone normally, but placed in the "loss" position, its strength would only decrease, and the stone would become heavier, suppressing it without any temper.

"Don't worry, that thing can't affect me anymore."

Just as he was doing these things, Master Longjing was already preparing the third talisman arrow on the Divine Descent Platform, and at the same time, he reminded in a low voice, "You should prepare to leave too."

Hu Ma was surprised and said, "Senior, I still need to protect you!"

Master Longjing sighed softly and said, "The Zhang family is not stupid. They should ask the Meng family to take action. With your current abilities, it is difficult to really deal with the Meng family, especially that old ancestor."

"But if you leave now, the Meng family can't stop you. Just go to the bridge and leave this place. The Meng family can't stop you."

"..."

Hu Ma suddenly thought of something, "Senior, what about you?"

"Me?"

Master Longjing smiled and said, "I never planned to leave in the first place."

"Don't worry, this is not death for me. Death in this world is annoying. They die with their eyes open. I don't like it. So, I'm choosing another quieter method."

"..."

Listening to his plain words, Hu Ma felt horrified. In fact, he had already seen it.

Senior Longjing was already dead...

Because he was already dead, he could avoid the backlash of the vengeful bloodline. Now, he was just a resentful ghost in the City of Wrongful Deaths, casting spells with his heart full of unwillingness and hatred. However, he didn't want to give up and wanted to take his wisp of soul away.

In this world, there were countless spells. If he took away his soul, he could always think of other ways, but he was already rejecting him.

He didn't plan to leave, and he could even see that his natal spirit temple was already showing signs of collapse. It was a complete collapse, and most likely, not even a bit of scum would be left.

"I just want to shoot these seven arrows."

Master Longjing prepared while smiling at Hu Ma, "Life or death, existence or non-existence, are not as important as shooting these seven arrows."

"This is probably why I'm not as good as Lao Junmei and the others. I don't even have any great ambitions. I'm just a petty person. By the way, you can tell outsiders this. Petty people can learn nightmare magic well."

"So, I will only stay here and shoot these seven arrows, no matter how many I can shoot..."

"..."

Hu Ma's heart stirred slightly when he heard this, and he suddenly said, "If the Meng family takes action and their old ancestor is cast over here, I may not be able to escape in the underworld."

"Hmm?"

Seeing Hu Ma seemed a little scared, Master Longjing smiled and said, "You reincarnators of this generation are indeed careful, but don't worry, I think I can still handle it."

"Just like the wronged ghosts who wail day and night in this City of Wrongful Deaths, the most resilient thing in the world is nothing more than unyielding unwillingness."

"As long as the resentment in my heart has not dissipated, as long as this Divine Descent Platform has not been destroyed, the Meng family's ancestor... ha!"

"..."

It was hard to imagine that Master Longjing actually showed a hint of contempt in his eyes when facing a monster like the Meng family's ancestor. But because of his expression, Hu Ma suddenly made a decision.

He said in a low voice, "Senior, then I don't want to leave. I want to watch you shoot these seven arrows!"