After hearing the clan disciple's report, the Family Head at the forefront curled his lips into a cold sneer and let out a deep snort through his nose.
"Hmph... Although Little Eight was unbearably unruly and utterly unlearned, how could a descendant of my Gongqiu Family die for nothing..."
As he spoke, his sharp gaze swept over the clan disciple standing respectfully beside him, and his tone carried an unquestionable majesty.
"The Blood Mark planted on Little Eight beforehand should have left a tracking trace on those two vile beasts, right..."
"Reporting to the Family Head..."
The clan disciple hurriedly bowed and replied, his voice filled with utmost respect.
"The Blood Mark was forged through a secret family technique. It can remain within a demon beast's body for ten years. During that time, no matter how far the other party flees—even to the ends of the earth—our clan's cultivators can follow the traces and lock onto them..."
The Family Head slowly nodded upon hearing this, then turned to an old man beside him whose hair and beard were completely white and whose aura was deep and composed.
"Third Brother, make the arrangements personally. Issue an order to the forces our family stationed in the lower realm. At any cost, capture those two demon beasts and bring them back to the upper-realm family for judgment..."
Most of the top families in the upper realm had compound surnames. The playboy who had died beneath the demon beasts' claws had come from the illustrious Gongqiu Family.
The Gongqiu Family had always acted ruthlessly. Whenever one of their clan disciples met with a violent death, they would capture the murderer alive, refine them into lifelike puppets through a secret technique, and display them in the family cemetery.
It was both a way to comfort