Su Jiu glanced at him. He had already reached Foundation Establishment in his forties, which made his aptitude quite decent. What she could not understand was why he was so fixated on killing these mortals.
Su Jiu summoned the Frost-Cold Purple Ultimate and stood in front of the two children. "You're already a cultivator. Why trouble mortals? Their lives last barely a hundred years, passing like clouds and mist. However enormous your grudge, the children are innocent."
No sooner had Su Jiu finished speaking than she heard the little girl behind her ask the boy in an almost innocent voice, "Does Grandpa not want us anymore?"
Su Jiu's pupils contracted at those words. Her eyes flashed as her mark activated, silver light swirling faintly in their depths. What she saw startled her.
These two children were actually related by blood to the man before her.
Su Jiu looked sternly at him. What reason could possibly make him disregard even blood kinship and insist on killing his own descendants?
As though he knew what Su Jiu was thinking, the man said coldly, "Senior, I cultivate the heartless Dao."
Su Jiu understood. She had encountered cultivators of the heartless Dao in her previous life, but this was her first time seeing someone sever love and affection by killing his wife, children, and descendants.
At that, Su Jiu could not help sneering. "You're only at Foundation Establishment, and you think you know what the Dao is? Throughout all history, I've never heard of a cultivator attaining the Dao and ascending to immortality by killing his family."
The cultivator's gaze flickered. "So you're determined to stop me, Senior?"
Su Jiu said nothing, but her stance was utterly resolute.
To Su Jiu, someone who wantonly slaughtered his own family for cultivation was no different from