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Old Master Jiang was feeling angry, but he put on a shy smile, personally poured a cup of tea for Grandpa Jiang and handed it to him.

He smiled and said, "Old Jiang, look at you. If you are thirsty, you should have told me earlier. Come, I will personally pour you a cup of tea. Toast you."

Grandpa Jiang glanced at him and took the tea with great enjoyment.

While drinking, he glanced at Mr. Jiang with a smug look.

Old Master Jiang felt that his face was about to become stiff from smiling. Smiling had become a kind of muscle memory.

He told himself: I will endure, I will endure, and I will endure again.

Smiling on the surface, but actually gritting his teeth.

Grandpa Jiang also knew that he couldn't tease her any longer, as it would be too much.

He urgently comforted Mr. Jiang, "Old Jiang, don't worry. This method requires your Jiang family, together with our four major families, to work together and use blood to completely destroy the big monster."

When Mr. Jiang heard what he said, he thought to himself that something seemed to be wrong.

He asked in disbelief: "It's... it's really that simple?"

Grandpa Jiang didn't feel anything was wrong at all. He said as a matter of course: "It's that simple."

Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang got angry.

He angrily threw the teacup beside him to the ground.

"If it's so simple, then what's the point of my Jiang family's perseverance over the years? What's the point of so many lives?"

"Over the years, the men of my Jiang family have died one by one because of this. Wives have lost their husbands, young children have lost their fathers, leaving behind orphans and widows. This has been going on for hundreds of years, generation after generation."

"My son, Zhinian's father, sacrificed his body to break the seal when he was only thirty years old. Now you tell me that as long as a few immortal cultivation families donate their blood, they can completely destroy the monster. Then what are the meaningless sacrifices made by our Jiang family in the past few years? Do you think we are stupid? Are you stupid?"

Old Master Jiang cried out at the top of his lungs. His anger came so suddenly that no one present was prepared.

But I couldn't say anything to blame.

They were all silent, as if a huge rock was pressing down on their hearts.

After listening to Mr. Jiang's accusations, they all froze, not daring to move or even breathe.

Jiang's mother came down from upstairs at some point. She collapsed on the ground, covering her mouth and crying.

The situation is somewhat out of control. That's the lives of several generations at stake. Who can pay for it?

Xiao Xing sent another sharp comment, "To be honest, the plot makers of this world are too crazy. Life and death are all dependent on one family. Isn't this nonsense? What kind of good person can come up with this solution? Have you read too many heroic and passionate novels? If you want to be a hero so much, just be one yourself. People don't necessarily want to be a hero who will be separated from their family forever."

Jiang Wan silently gave it a thumbs up in his heart, "Well said."

We are all ordinary people who just want to be with the people we cherish. If there are other choices, who would be willing to die?

For a long time, Mr. Jiang spoke, expressing all the grief and resentment in his heart.

"Forget it. The dead are gone. The past cannot be changed. At least they were gone for the sake of all living beings. I just hope that this storm can be completely calmed down so that their souls in heaven can be comforted."

Mr. Jiang glanced at Jiang Zhinian beside him and patted the back of his hand. "If the unnecessary sacrifices are reduced from today, it will be worth it."

His voice was still shaky and his hands were shaking.

Seeing that Mr. Jiang thought this way, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Grandpa Jiang said, "Old Jiang, don't worry. The souls of your Jiang family's ancestors will be liberated, and the merits they have accumulated in this life will allow them to live a safe and long life in the next life."

"That's good, that's good."

The sadness on Grandpa Jiang's face faded a lot. He looked at Jiang Zhinian with great relief, then unfolded the folded fan and waved it slowly, as if nothing had happened.

In the long river of life, people are like flowing water, flowing to the next sea and will never come back.

All they can do is bless them.

Everyone resumed their casual chat, and as they were talking, Mr. Jiang suddenly became unable to sit still.

He was fidgeting. "Old Jiang, it's all your fault. You made me so angry that I drank too much tea. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Grandpa Jiang said to him angrily, "How dare you say that! You didn't give me less water to drink, and now I am feeling uncomfortable too."

So, Mr. Jiang and Grandpa Jiang stood up one after another, and walked towards somewhere together awkwardly.

The two old men don't like each other, but they care about each other. Maybe this is how they get along with each other.

And kind of cute.

……

The full moon is when the demon's power is at its strongest, but it is also when it is most vulnerable.

"As long as we can complete the seal before dawn, when the first ray of sunlight appears, this monster will be reduced to ashes in the scorching sun."

Representatives from three other hidden families also came to the Jiang family.

Many of the younger generations of the reclusive families hide their identities in the outside world, working on their own careers, and are all leaders in their respective fields.

Jiang Wan and Jiang Zhinian had already had a brief acquaintance with them.

"We will act tonight."

Grandpa Jiang arranged all the matters properly, and at that time, the four major families would be responsible for the four directions of east, south, west and north.

The Jiang family is responsible for the center, which serves as the eye of the formation.

The moon tonight is exceptionally bright, as if it is helping them illuminate the way forward and cheering them on.

The Jiang Family Ancestral Hall has existed for hundreds of years. Although it has been continuously repaired by later generations, its original appearance has been maintained as much as possible.

The quaint buildings look particularly majestic and solemn under the moonlight.

The door of the ancestral hall was blown open by a gust of cold wind, accompanied by the monster's arrogant voice, "Hahahahaha~ Are you here to die?"

"You call yourselves immortal cultivators in vain, but what can you do to me? Tomorrow, I will be able to come out of this seal. Then, you will all become my supplements, hahahahaha~"

It is true that villains die because they talk too much.

A dark cloud passed by, blocking out the moon.

Grandpa Jiang shouted, "Now!"

The bright red blood flowed out along with the magic power and continuously gathered on Jiang Zhinian in the center.

"You, what are you going to do?!"

"What good can you gain by doing this? You will lose your noble bloodline and long lifespan, become mortals, and no longer be able to practice magic, struggling in the mire of the mortal world."

The big demon was talking incoherently. He felt the restraints tightening with every second. These layers of restraints made it increasingly difficult for him to breathe.

It took an unconventional approach in an attempt to make these people give up on destroying it.

"Think about it, only when I exist will the world respect and honor you. If I were not here, your believers would fall apart and turn to other sects. Do you want to see that scene?"