"Besides, judging by how badly the bodies have decayed despite having only just died, the killer most likely practiced some sort of sinister art."
"And the lower backs of these two... the extent of this shattering isn't something just anyone could achieve, either. It would take someone at least at the Infant Transformation level or above."
After carefully examining the bodies for a long time, an elder of the Ning Family concluded, "An outsider intervened. And an absolute master at that. As for why they killed them, there's no way to know. Perhaps someone guarding the Spirit Thought Heavenly Maiden? Someone from the Kunlun Dao Sect?"
"Bury them."
Ning Suifeng tipped his head back and let out a long sigh.
Before his words had faded, someone came to report, "Reporting to the family head... word has come from the Thirty-Fifth Young Master... he's at the hospital now. The young madam was seven months pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl... she's miscarried..."
Ning Suifeng stood motionless. Only after a very, very long time did he ask in a trembling voice, "In the Lineage, the pregnant women... now... how many are left?"
No one answered.
"How many are left?!" Ning Suifeng roared.
"...None! Not a single one!"
The elder who had examined the bodies lowered his head, his face utterly blank. After a long while, he said, "Before this month... there were forty-seven pregnant women in the Lineage altogether. Now... every last one..."
Ning Suifeng swayed, nearly falling to the ground.
His body trembled faintly. It was terror taken to its utmost extreme!
He knew better than anyone that population was the greatest factor in a Lineage's rise! Only with new lives continually being born could that Lineage possibly prosper for generations to come.
Even if it suffered a temporary