A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Sato went numb, and everyone present went numb.

Even the official who came to deliver the message, his lips were trembling when he finished speaking, his face was as white as a photocopy, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, looking as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Sato sat in the chair, his eyes glazed over, looking completely lost, his mouth opening and closing but unable to utter a single word for a long time.

No, the entire family wiped out?

My home?

The Sato family?

What the hell is going on here?

The others present also looked on incredulously, exchanging glances as if they had heard something unbelievable.

Mizuki covered her mouth, her eyes wide with disbelief: "The Sato family... wiped out? That's the Sato family! A prominent family in Tokyo! How could they just disappear like that?"

Another team member swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "No... have those evil cultivators gone mad? They attacked the aristocratic families? How dare they?"

"That's right! In all these years of peaceful life, which evil cultivator has dared to lay a finger on a noble family? The last one who dared to lay a hand on a noble family is probably already three meters old with weeds on his grave, isn't he?"

"It's more than three meters high! That person's ashes have been scattered multiple times! Once in Tokyo Bay, once on Mount Fuji, and once in the Pacific Ocean, all to ensure his soul is utterly destroyed and never to be reincarnated!"

A group of people discussed it animatedly, finding it increasingly unbelievable.

In ordinary times, this would be as absurd as some evil cultivator taking down Bureau 749 in Dahan.

What kind of existence is this "family of ordinary people"?

Those were local tyrants, local bullies, the real ruling class.

Despite the fact that this country appears to be a democratic society with an elected cabinet and prime minister, in reality, it is only a few ancient families that have been in power for hundreds of years.

These few families have a firm grip on every aspect of life, including politics, business, the military, and cultivation.

An ordinary person wants to get ahead?

Keep dreaming.

Without a prestigious family background, you can't even get into a decent company, let alone enter the world of cultivation.

And what about those scions of aristocratic families?

Born with a silver spoon in their mouth, they have everything they could want: resources, skills, connections—they can run faster than you even while lying down.

This is the reality of everyday life.

So, in their daily lives, although these evil cultivators are arrogant, rampant, and prone to livestreaming killings, they all have a red line in their hearts—

Never get involved with members of aristocratic families.

Because those powerful families really do bite.

Moreover, it's not just one company biting, it's several companies biting together.

If you mess with one of them, the rest will swarm you like sharks smelling blood and tear you to pieces.

The last evil cultivator who foolishly attacked a powerful family is still being used as a negative example on the forum.

Actually, that guy didn't do anything too outrageous; he just seduced a young lady from a wealthy family and swindled her out of some money in the process.

For a grown man like me, this wouldn't be a big deal; at most, it would be considered a personal dispute.

But those from wealthy families who live a simple life don't talk to you about this.

The guy was chased to the point of having nowhere to run. Finally, he had no choice but to hide in Tokyo Tower, thinking that there were too many people and too many eyes in Tokyo Tower, and that even if your family was powerful, you wouldn't dare to make a move in public.

The results of it?

The powerful families didn't care at all.

They flew over in an armed helicopter and strafed Tokyo Tower, turning people into sieves.

The bullet pierced the tower, killing dozens of tourists, but the Shi family didn't even blink.

Finally, they casually pinned the blame on a criminal gang called the "Black Organization," which is still wanted by the police to this day, making them look like Dou E, who was wronged.

From then on, a consensus formed within the Xiao Rizi (小日) cult of life—

You can mess with the authorities, you can mess with the police, you can mess with the Yin-Yang Bureau, but never mess with powerful families.

If you can see it from afar, you have to take a detour even if you're 800 miles away, because if you take a slow detour, something bad might happen.

If the powerful families of the Han Dynasty had the chance to witness the grandeur of the lesser-known aristocratic families, they would probably be so envious that they would cry on the spot and buy plane tickets overnight to come and learn from them.

Look at the kind of life these wealthy families lead.

Evil cultivators would avoid them, turning away even 800 miles away, for fear of getting involved.

Officials bowed and scraped before them, acting like grandsons meeting their grandfathers, not daring to utter a sound.

Ordinary people were even worse off; they didn't dare to speak ill of powerful families behind their backs, fearing that someone might overhear them and they would disappear the next day.

Let's take a look at the lives of the powerful families of the Han Dynasty.

These heretical practitioners are opportunistic, coming every few days to demand protection money, and causing trouble if they don't get it.

Bureau 749 is always trying to take advantage of people, frequently checking taxes, accounts, and illegal business operations, causing widespread anxiety.

They can only bully those rogue cultivators with no background, and even then they have to be careful, lest they run into a few protagonist templates who shout "Don't bully the poor young," and then they'll be wiped out.

What a difference!

This is the gap!

This once-powerful family was wiped out today.

Moreover, it was the Sato family that was wiped out.

Although the Sato family is not among the top families, it is still an old and established family with a deep foundation and many experts. It is a powerful force in the cultivation world.

The results of it?

Overnight, of the hundreds of people in his family, only Sato remained as the sole survivor.

If this news gets out, the entire cultivation world will be shaken.

"How dare you!"

Sato finally couldn't hold it in any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered all over the ground, startling his teammates nearby.

He was bent over, his hands supporting his knees, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently. He looked like an old steam engine that was about to break down, chugging along as if it might fall apart at any moment.

His eyes were red-rimmed, and tears mixed with blood streamed down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground and spreading into a small dark red stain.

He was filled with regret!

If only he had listened to Ji Zuodao back then, if only he hadn't been so superstitious about that broken AI system, if only he had sent people to stake out the places Ji Zuodao had drawn...

Those evil cultivators have already been caught!

His family won't be wiped out!

His parents won't die! His sister won't die! His grandparents won't die! His extended family won't die!

It's all his fault!

He killed the whole family!

Sato felt increasingly distressed and pained as he thought about it. He felt as if his heart was being squeezed and twisted repeatedly, and the pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Why...why did this happen..."

He muttered to himself, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded, filled with despair and bewilderment.

"Why don't they kill the ordinary people... instead they target the powerful families... why... why did they choose my family...?"

The other teammates stood aside, looking at each other, none of them knowing how to comfort him.

You know, if one or two people die, even if it's their father or mother, they can still offer a few words of comfort, saying things like "please accept my condolences" or "take care of yourself."

But in one fell swoop, his entire clan of several hundred people were wiped out, leaving him as the sole survivor.

How can I comfort him?

"It's okay, you still have us?"

Does he even believe what he's saying?

"I am sorry for your loss"?

What a load of rubbish! His whole family is dead, how can he have a "happy ending"?

Anyone else would probably be standing on the rooftop by now, contemplating whether to jump or find a higher building.

Mizuki opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately kept it closed.

She couldn't think of any suitable words to comfort Sato.

What Sato needs now is not comfort, but revenge.

The problem is, who can he take revenge on?

That group of evil cultivators could wipe out his entire family. How could he possibly deal with them all by himself?

What's more, we don't even know where that group of evil cultivators is right now.

In the hotel courtyard.

Ji Zuodao was sitting next to the barbecue grill, holding a golden and crispy takoyaki wing in his hand, gnawing on it with his mouth full of oil.

His ears twitched, and his mouth stretched into a grotesque grin that went all the way to the back of his ears.

"Oh dear, why? It's so hard to guess."

He muttered to himself, his tone laced with schadenfreude, which was incredibly irritating.

"Snapped!"

He was slapped on the back of the head.

Zhao Ya withdrew her hand and glared at him, annoyed. "Fine, eat. Why are you laughing so creepily? It's creepy. Your mother is still sitting here. Who are you putting on a horror movie for?"

Ji Zuodao rubbed the back of his head and chuckled, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about something happy."

"What's making you so happy? Tell me so Mom can have a laugh too."

"Uh... my dog ​​is pregnant."

"Woof?!"

Dog was lying on the ground gnawing on a bone, making a crunching sound, when he heard this he suddenly raised his head, his dog eyes wide open, half a bone in his mouth, with a "you fucking kid me" expression on his face.

I'm a male! A male! Have you ever seen a male dog get pregnant?!

Besides, I'm already this old, I'm sterilized a long time ago!

Dog rolled his eyes and chewed the bone even louder, crunching as if he were chewing Ji Zuodao's bone.

Knowing this brat as it did, the scoundrel must have done something wicked again and was gloating over it right now.

Dog thought for a moment, then lowered its head and continued gnawing on its bone.

Forget it, take care of him.

Anyway, it's not our own people who are suffering.