Her destiny stolen? The Divine Witch Ancestor has returned!

Wu Xingyun plopped down on the ground.

Could he have overheard something terrible and is about to be silenced...?

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Wu Zhao glanced at Nana, then looked at Wu Xingyun: "What are you doing sitting on the ground? Get up."

Nana shrugged. "Just kidding. There's nothing I can do right now."

He even took the time to kick the masked man who was bound hand and foot on the ground.

Trembling, Wu Xingyun got up from the ground and ran to Wu Zhao's side, still feeling quite frightened.

“Grandfather, my uncle is already resting,” he said. “I didn’t want to disturb him, so I came back.”

Wu Zhao grunted, "It's alright, the person's already been caught. Waiting until tomorrow isn't out of the question, it's just this person..."

She glanced at the masked figure on the ground. "Who was watching her tonight?"

"Ugh, I don't want to do something so boring," Nana said, quite disgruntled.

Wu Xingyun pointed to himself: "Does this mean... I have to watch over her?"

"It's not like it's not a bad thing, is it? At worst, we'll wake up tomorrow morning to find either an empty house or a corpse," Nana said nonchalantly.

“You, you, you…you are such a vicious person.” Wu Xingyun pointed at Nana with a trembling finger.

Nana laughed instead of getting angry: "Yeah, I am vicious, anyway, I'm not human~"

In the end, he even winked at Wu Xingyun.

Wu Zhao: ...

"Nar, I'm leaving him to you." Wu Zhao pressed his temples. "Both of you get out of here. Let me have some peace and quiet!"

The masked man and Wu Xingyun were kicked out together. Nana glanced at Wu Xingyun out of boredom.

"You're from around here, aren't you? Why don't you find me a place to stay? Or do you want to share a room with this demon god?"

He raised an eyebrow and looked Wu Xingyun up and down, a hint of interest in his eyes.

Wu Xingyun shuddered.

"You, you, you mustn't do anything reckless! I'll arrange a place for you right away, but you can't cause any trouble!"

He hurriedly arranged a guest room for Wu Zhao next to him, and then quickly fled upstairs.

"I'll come back tomorrow morning. Don't you dare wander around the Wu family's house!"

Nana first threw the masked man into the room, then watched with amusement as Wu Xingyun ran away.

"Tsk, so easily amused..."

While listening to the commotion outside, Wu Zhao couldn't help but turn the ring on his hand.

"It's getting noisier and noisier."

Were they this noisy when they were around?

……

Day two.

As soon as Wu Shixu woke up, he felt an extremely powerful sense of oppression coming from his home.

He nearly fell off the bed, but Wu Xingyun knocked on the door and caught him when he was about to fall.

"What's going on? Has someone broken into the house?"

Wu Xingyun scratched his head, remembering what Nana had said last night. So he shook his head and said, "No, Uncle. No one came in, it's just..."

"But what?" Seeing him dawdling, Wu Shixu couldn't help but urge him, "Why didn't I feel anything last night?"

"Ah, you were asleep last night. The old man said not to disturb you, so I didn't wake you."

“The one who came to our house was summoned by our ancestors. It shouldn’t be human, right? He said himself that he is not human.”

Wu Shixu couldn't help but reach out and punch him, "What time is it and you're still acting silly? Hurry up and help me to see the ancestors!"

"Oh..." Wu Xingyun muttered, obediently helping him out the door.

At that moment, Nana was pestering Wu Zhao to go out and play. After hearing footsteps outside, she looked up at the door.

"Who's here again? Hmm... this one seems a bit stronger than last night's. And it smells... a bit better?"

Upon opening the door and hearing his voice, Wu Xingyun almost couldn't help but rush out.

He didn't mean it smells good when he said it tastes good, did he...?

Fortunately, Wu Shixu didn't understand what he meant, and saw a delicate and handsome young man nestled beside Wu Zhao.

He asked with some surprise, "Ancestor, what is this...?"

“My servant,” Wu Zhao introduced simply, “is called Nar. You can just call him by his name.”

Nana pouted, looking aggrieved: "What? Aren't I Master's little darling? And I already said my name is Nana..."

Before he could finish speaking, Nana sensed an extremely terrifying aura targeting him and locking onto him.

He gasped, "Who?!"

Wu Zhao touched the ring on his hand and chuckled, "I told you long ago to be serious."

“…” Something flashed in Nana’s eyes.

This familiar sense of oppression—isn't it the very same Heavenly Dao aura that once suppressed him?!

Wasn't that guy already gone...?

He sneaked away from Wu Zhao and sat down obediently to the side.

"Ancestor?" Wu Shixu, who couldn't sense that aura, looked at her with some confusion. "What happened last night?"

"Hmm, we caught a little rat from the Nie family." Wu Zhao raised his hand. "Nar, bring him here."

Nana pouted, but still obediently brought over the masked man she had caught yesterday.

The masked man looked extremely disheveled after being tortured by Nana all night.

The mask was still hanging precariously on her ear, and half of her face could be vaguely seen through it.

"This mask... looks somewhat familiar."

Wu Shixu frowned, trying to remember where he had seen this mask before.

Then his eyes lit up: "That's right, I saw this mask once when the Nie family locked my wife up."

He was in a hurry to see his wife at the time, so he didn't pay much attention and just passed by the mask.

“Your wife is being held captive in the Nie family. My underworld servants have already seen her there. However, she took some of the Nie family's things and was discovered.”

Wu Zhao took the finger bone out of the ring.

“This was brought out by Yin Pu from the Nie family,” she said, then took out another finger bone she had collected earlier. “These all belong to the people of the Witch Saint Cult, and I obtained them from them one by one.”

Wu Shixu closed his eyes and carefully sensed it.

"These... these finger bones actually came from one person's body?" He opened his eyes and said in disbelief, "Moreover, there is a kind of aura on these finger bones that feels very familiar to me."

Wu Shixu actually felt it was familiar? Wu Zhao was somewhat surprised.

It seems her intuition was correct; this aura was very familiar to the Wu family.

"Familiar... Hmm, I do feel a bit... familiar?" Wu Xingyun clicked his tongue, wanting to reach out and touch the finger bone.

With a "slap!", Wu Shixu slapped his hand away. "What are you doing, aren't you afraid of being entangled by yin energy!"

Wu Xingyun shrank his neck and muttered, "There's no yin energy, I just think this finger bone looks familiar..."

look familiar?

Wu Zhao was taken aback.

Wu Xingyun was an ordinary person and couldn't sense the aura emanating from the finger bones at all. But why did the finger bones feel familiar to him, and why did he say they looked familiar...?

A somewhat absurd idea popped into Wu Zhao's mind.

"This, this finger bone... could it be from the Wu family?"