Overriding the Past

"The pith-rush materials from Reed Heaven this time are of fine quality, and they should be divisible into three portions to help several disciples in the clan break through to the Eighth Realm!"

"Second Brother, go transform the materials from Wei Zu Heaven into Guiyin water later, and melt them together with the top-grade Nine Sons Linked Heart Blood from the Mu Family into the pith-rush. That can boost the medicinal potency, and after swallowing it, one will even possess the numinous wonder of partial, gratuitous Guǐ Daoist pollution!"

"Eldest Brother, Mu Changqing lost nine sons and his eyes are bloodshot like a rabid dog as he chases down and kills anyone he suspects is suspicious. Today, he even swept through our Niangniang Temple in Wanlu City!"

"Pay him no mind. As long as he doesn't touch our core interests, let him vent for a bit. His half-step Ninth Realm is nothing much—using his nine sons was showing him respect, but he has been getting a bit too close with the Ma Family..."

These big shots of the Wan Family spoke in an understated manner about things that were soul-shattering.

In their eyes, even a half-step Ninth Realm was not taken seriously at all as they casually plundered other people's sons to make "spiritual medicine."

On the jade table lay a long rush resembling a braided black rope. No, it was a person who looked like a rush.

"Never did I think that I, Hei Xin, having roamed Reed Heaven my entire life in pursuit of transcendence, would in the end be reduced to breakthrough materials for these Nine Sons Heaven demons..." On the offering table, Hei Xin the Daoist was still struggling and writhing in unwillingness, glaring with fury at the powerful members of the Wan Family in front