The Battle of Wits in the Imperial Capital

Beyond Niuxin City, the road widened into a broad official highway, stretching straight toward the Imperial Capital.

Perhaps it was because, at the moment when Hu Ma had been easiest to kill in this battle, a flaw had appeared and the opportunity had slipped away.

Or perhaps the successive appearances of the Zhou family's representative, Blade-Snatching Hall Official Tie Jun, and the Wuchang Li Family's Soul-Reaping Impermanence amid the crisis had made the Reincarnators realize how many dangers lurked around them, and grow more cautious. In any case, no one else showed up to attempt an assassination.

Hu Ma put his mind at ease. Taking advantage of this rare stretch of quiet, he silently pondered the abilities he possessed.

Yang essence body. Nine Pillar Incense.

Even among the Ten Surnames, those with the cultivation of nine pillars were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns. The only one Hu Ma knew of was Meng Family's Great Master. But his nine-pillar cultivation was different from Hu Ma's: he had cultivated it by borrowing the Ancestors' fearsome power, while Hu Ma had relied on changing his fate.

As Old Abacus had put it, this method of seizing another's fate also held a way to transcend.

But how was he supposed to transcend?

If he truly met someone who had crossed the bridge and fought them, whose abilities would prevail?

As a keeper of the year, Hu Ma was indeed curious and eager to find out. But he wasn't in a hurry to test it just yet. After some quiet thought, he invited Fourth Miss Zhou into his carriage.

He earnestly asked her to explain: according to the Zhou family's orthodox keeper-of-the-year methods, when someone's cultivation reached its limit, how should they continue to hone their abilities?

He had already confirmed that