Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

"Mother, shall we go in?"

Wang Sheng looked at his mother, Madam Han, and asked.

He had just used his fingers to deduce the past of the Li family.

Because of the war in Ershui City, the Li family suffered heavy losses of property.

Later, the Li family's fortunes declined, and Mr. Li died in despair.

The three sons of the Li family immediately separated their households.

The Li family never recovered and declined completely.

This young master Li was blinded by lust and became infatuated with a prostitute, giving all of his family's assets to that woman.

Then the prostitute ran off with the money.

Young Master Li failed his studies, was unable to carry heavy loads, and his life became increasingly difficult. In the end, he moved into Mudfish Street and lived in the old Wang family house, hoping that his son could practice martial arts and reach the Ming Jin level like Wang Sheng.

Young Master Li's impression of Wang Sheng was only from the day he entered the Ming Jin realm.

A servant had taken his parents away during the height of his family's fortunes. This left a deep impression on Young Master Li.

The eldest son of the Li family has died tragically due to his involvement in the power struggles within the government.

The second young master of the Li family was addicted to gambling. He squandered his entire inheritance and became a beggar, his whereabouts unknown.

"Why!"

Han sighed deeply.

"I'm not going in!"

"When we left, we took everything we could."

"Going back now won't get us anything; it's pointless!"

Seeing his former employer in such a sorry state, Han couldn't help but feel sad and distressed.

She didn't want to disturb Young Master Li any further.

squeak!

The gate to the courtyard opposite the Wang family's old house opened.

The house across from the Wang family's is the Yu family's house.

When Han and Wang's father were freed from slavery and returned to their old house, Yu Mu's mother thought her child was the most handsome boy on the street.

As a result of Wang's father's promotion, Wang Sheng immediately replaced Yu Mu and became the most promising person in Mudfish Street.

After the wooden door of the Yu family's house was half-open,

It turned out to be a two- or three-year-old child, lying on the high threshold, his face covered in dirt, looking up at Wang Sheng and Han Shi.

She didn't cry or fuss.

"This is... Yu Mu's younger brother?"

Han said with some surprise.

Wang Sheng touched his index and middle fingers together and immediately deduced the answer.

This child is the son of Yu Mu!

Although Yu Mu is a few years older than Wang Sheng.

But the fact that he had such a big son really surprised Wang Sheng.

That is,

When Wang Shenggang first transmigrated, Yu Mu had already almost given birth to the child.

"Child, are you home alone? Where are your parents?"

When Madam Han saw that the adults had not come out of the Mu family for a long time, she asked in surprise.

"No one's home!"

"My mother is dead! My grandfather is dead! My grandmother is dead!"

The child's voice was tender, and he stared with a pair of big, dark eyes, speaking innocently.

Upon hearing this, Han's expression changed drastically.

Her eyes immediately reddened, and she couldn't help but turn her head away, covering her face and sobbing.

She knew the suffering of ordinary people in chaotic times.

But when she actually saw a child who didn't understand anything say that all his relatives were dead, Han felt a sense of suffocation, helplessness, heartache, and tears streaming down her face.

Wang Sheng's expression also shifted slightly.

"Did you cry?"

The little baby tilted his head slightly, looking puzzled.

He didn't understand why Han was crying when she was already so old.

"Only he and Yu Mu are left in his family!"

Wang Sheng said softly.

Waaah!

Han's crying grew louder.

At last,

Wang Sheng and Han Shi did not linger on Mudfish Street, nor did they go to see Yu Mu.

After putting the baby to sleep, they closed the doors and windows and left.

I need to go back to Ershui City; I can't just stay for a short while and then leave.

So Wang Sheng arranged for a clone to disguise himself and protect Han as they strolled around Ershui City.

Wang Sheng himself went to visit the Immortal's Tomb.

Splash splash splash...

Around the Immortal's Tomb

The blood lake surged and roared.

There were many people fishing on the shore, and many experts in the air were using various methods to salvage treasures from the Blood Lake.

Some people also want to try to get close to the Immortal's Tomb, hoping for a lucky break.

boom!

Suddenly, a beam of golden light, invisible to ordinary people, shot into the sky from the Immortal's Tomb, reaching straight into the clouds.

then,

The golden light flew into the distance and disappeared.

"Still reincarnating!"

When Wang Sheng arrived at the shore of Blood Lake and saw this scene, he frowned slightly.

Since he personally killed the prodigies in the Southern Wilderness for sixty days, those reincarnated ancient ancestors he killed have almost disappeared without a trace.

right now,

These people are being reincarnated again!

"Fellow Daoist, let us not interfere with each other!"

From within the Immortal's Tomb, a faint, ethereal voice echoed in Wang Sheng's ears.

Back then, dozens of True Monarchs joined forces, including some peerless experts and even half-ancestors, to besiege the Immortal's Tomb and unleash various supernatural powers and killing moves.

But the Immortal's Tomb never responded, remaining aloof, mysterious, and detached.

Now that Wang Sheng has appeared as an ancient ancestor, the creatures in the Immortal's Tomb are the first to speak.

Why not interfere with each other?

Wang Sheng countered with a question.

He was the foremost ancestor of his time, enjoying great prosperity during the Spring and Autumn Period, and was revered by all under heaven.

There's a big problem inside the Immortal's Tomb, and it will take time for the reincarnated person to rise to power.

It was clear that Wang Sheng had the upper hand.

Now the Immortal's Tomb says they won't interfere with each other, hoping to make him give up.

On what grounds?

"When the immortals return, they can bestow upon you the blessings of longevity, the opportunities of the Great Dao, and personal instruction from the immortals!"

The sound came again from the Immortal's Tomb, but only reached Wang Sheng's ears.

"Need not!"

"Keep these vague and illusory things for yourself."

"I want treasures and benefits that I can see!"

"If we don't give it to them, then none of these reincarnated beings will survive!"

Wang Sheng said calmly.

"Are you threatening the Immortal Tomb?"

Inside the Immortal's Tomb, his tone turned icy.

"threaten?"

"If you think so, then so be it!"

Wang Sheng said calmly.

"Do you know that you so-called ancient ancestors are nothing but ants in the Dharma Aspect Realm?"

"And those in the Dharma Aspect Realm are nothing but ants before immortals!"

Inside the Immortal's Tomb, the voice was high above, revealing a sense of contempt and disdain.

"Since you're just an ant, why waste your breath talking to me!"

"I reiterate my stance: if the treasure is not found, the reincarnated person will undoubtedly die!"

Wang Sheng snorted coldly.

The will of the ancient ancestors is extremely domineering and powerful.

Since Wang Sheng dared to say this, his future reincarnations will inevitably encounter unprecedented trouble.

It is possible that some reincarnated beings might be killed by their ancient ancestors as soon as they are born.

Targeted by the only ancient ancestor in the world, even the emperor's son Sima Changfeng suffered repeated losses.

Not to mention these reincarnated people.

Absolute strength, absolute dominance, no need for excessive calculation.

This time,

The Immortal's Tomb remained silent for a long time.

No matter how powerful and terrifying their master was in the past, or how glorious their past was, now they are only threatened by that ant outside!

What do you want?

The person inside the immortal's tomb spoke.

"The more True Lord's methods, the better!"

Wang Sheng said.

"Ten books will do!"

The person inside the Immortal's Tomb sneered.

"Ten books?"

Wang Sheng chuckled softly.

"No, no, no!"

"I want a thousand copies!"

"One thousand complete copies of the True Lord's Dharma teachings, without a single incomplete copy!"

Wang Sheng checked again to confirm that he hadn't made a mistake.