The battle in the courtyard soon subsided. The eight guards had disappeared without a trace. A'm sat on the steps directly in front of the castle, deep in thought. Yes, actually thinking.
A'm was considering a very simple question. It had clearly been the one taking the beating during the battle, so why had the enemy been so furious? A'm couldn't figure it out, so it asked Bubu Wang in its deep, muffled voice.
Bubu Wang's answer was that the enemy was jealous of A'm's "peerless beauty." A'm stood there stunned for a long while, scratching its head in confusion. A second question arose: What was peerless beauty?
Dozens of candle flames illuminated the banquet hall inside the castle. The old duke sat at the head of the dining table, while Su Xiao sat diagonally opposite him. The remaining seats were occupied by the old duke's family.
The old bastard was ruthless enough. Knowing that Duke Lelin would send people to assassinate him, he had still kept his family in the castle. All of the old duke's family members possessed Saint Descendant bloodlines.
The Undying Curse was an inheritable curse. It did not forcibly damage the human body's structure. Instead, it spread silently, like a plague.
The terrifying part of this curse was that as long as the Saint Descendants wished to maintain their consciousness and avoid becoming idiots who knew only to repent before the gods, they had to constantly absorb life force and harm ordinary people. Once all ordinary people were dead, the Saint Descendants' end would arrive as well.
For that reason, the Saint Descendants tried to limit the number of their descendants. When their numbers grew too large, they would secretly slaughter one another in a frenzy. This was the iron law established by the first