Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

Hearing Shen Xingzhuo ask this question.

Not only was Pei Xi momentarily stunned, but even the crowd who had been watching the sky expressed their confusion.

[She ate her sister? Sister Shen, is there some kind of deduction we don't understand?]

Although I firmly stand with Sister Shen, this... isn't that a bad idea?

[Seven children are still inside the ball of flesh. Aren't the rules supposed to protect the children? Won't eating them cause any problems?]

I chased and chased, but I still couldn't catch up with Sister Shen's train of thought.

What else is there to say? Just keep watching. I don't think Pei Xi understands Shen Xingzhuo's actions either.

……

In ghost stories.

Pei Xi regained her voice.

He looked about seven or eight years old at the time, and his voice had completely lost its childish tone.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the swastika pattern on them flickered, as if sending out some kind of dangerous signal.

"Did you eat your sister?"

"So, Mother supports me this time?"

His tone was strange, a mixture of excitement and hidden disappointment.

Shen Xingzhuo took out a longevity lock that she had kept hidden and gently put it on Pei Xi's body.

"It was Mother's fault before. She misunderstood our Xi'er."

Shen Xingzhuo gently tidied Pei Xi's stray hairs, looking at him tenderly.

"Now Mother knows that only our Xi'er can protect our sisters."

Xi'er...does much better than her mother."

Shen Xingzhuo feigned disappointment, her lowered eyelids concealing her scheming.

Even if Pei Xi were to grow up for another lifetime, his mental age would still be only that of an eight-year-old.

Naturally, she didn't see through her mother's disguise.

"Okay!" Pei Xi nodded, letting Shen Xingzhuo lead her into the long-unseen ancestral hall.

Everything in the ancestral hall remained as it was.

Only the scent of incense intensified, subtly suppressing the sweet, fishy smell.

Shen Xingzhuo led Pei Xi into the side hall.

Suddenly, a cold light pierced through, striking Shen Xingzhuo directly in the face.

"clang--"

Weapons clashed.

He drew his longsword and blocked the incoming dagger.

Shen Xingzhuo's gaze sharpened, and she saw the person who attacked her—it was actually her mother, whom she had met at the beginning.

"Mother? What are you doing here?"

Sheathing his longsword, Shen Xingzhu patted his chest, feigning panic.

The woman opposite snorted coldly and glanced at Shen Xingzhuo and Pei Xi.

"I tried everything I could to prevent it, but you little slut managed to get away with it!"

"You even bribed Granny Yang to lie with you!! You made me believe you were blind for over a decade!"

Madam Pei's tone hardened, and she raised the dagger in her hand once more.

As she moved, Shen Xingzhuo keenly caught a faint scent of blood.

"That beast Pei Shiquan, he didn't get away with anything from me and Mother, so he actually gets a sense of accomplishment by beating and scolding other women."

That's disgusting!

She sighed softly to herself, and in the end, she only offered a gentle deflection.

With a flick of his wrist, he skillfully deflected Madam Pei's dagger.

"Mother, we are now in the Pei family ancestral hall."

Shen Xingzhuo said gently, and after seeing Madam Pei's expression relax, he took her sleeve and walked to the main hall of the ancestral hall.

"Did Mother see these two dragon and phoenix pillars?"

Madam Pei frowned, looking puzzled, but her voice was no longer as cold as before.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Shen Xingzhuo chuckled lightly: "What I want to say is—"

Since the founding of the Pei clan, women have been revered.

Yin represents the mother, and Yang represents the daughter. Only when the mother gives birth to the daughter can the race continue to exist.

And this ancestral hall is the very foundation upon which a race is founded.

All who enter are guests in the womb; we are all women.

Why should women make things difficult for other women?