Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 436 - 390: Clash

Chapter 436: Chapter 390: Clash

The Family Head had already removed his face armor.

He had a square face, sharp eyebrows like ink, a ruddy complexion, and his gaze conveyed gentleness and understanding.

He sat down on the sofa opposite Wu Xiaode and slowly said,

"Arian, oh Arian, your branch has been in decline within the entire family for a long time. I fully understand your desire to restore the family’s honor."

"Can you truly understand?" Wu Xiaode asked.

He began impersonating the proud Arian, adopting Arian’s tone of voice.

A smile spread across the Family Head’s face.

"Your grandfather’s talents were very mediocre, which is why he had no qualifications to join the Council but could only serve as an ordinary staff member, pouring tea and water for the big shots."

"And your father, he was of my generation. His swordsmanship was quite impressive, but he was unlucky."

Wu Xiaode remained silent, just watching the other party.

The Family Head showed a nostalgic expression and continued talking to himself:

"He got a chance to challenge me. As a result, he was defeated by me in one move and thus lost any opportunity for advancement."

"He felt his life was hopeless, so he desperately trained his descendants."

"— He killed quite a few of your brothers and sisters."

Wu Xiaode unflinchingly replied, "Indeed, he did."

"I heard he died of illness recently. Did you bury him with your own hands? Is that so?" the Family Head asked.

"Yes, my brother wasn’t there; I buried him alone," Wu Xiaode said.

"That ridiculous ’Absolute Severance’ of his must have been inherited by you; he used that thing when he fought me," the Family Head sighed.

"Inherited... It’s indeed in my possession, but frankly, I don’t think highly of it," Wu Xiaode said with disdain.

The Family Head suddenly fell silent.

— This young man opposite had been unpredictable, usually just a little provocation could make him jump up and blurt out words.

Extracting information from him was typically effortless.

Today, however, he showed no flaws.

What had happened to him?

Forget it... Let’s get to the point...

"Arian, do you truly wish to restore your family’s honor? Do you want your family to become the strongest in the Shangmo family?"

The Family Head asked word by word.

Wu Xiaode slightly raised his eyebrows.

This question was so direct that it marked the transition to the essential topic.

"Of course, I want our family to be the strongest in the entire family," Wu Xiaode said.

The Family Head said, "Give me the Human Puppet Forging Skill and the Human Emperor’s True Martial Inheritance, and I will immediately declare you the next Family Head of the Shangmo family."

There was a moment of silence.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Xiaode’s heart settled.

It was him.

— The man standing before him like a steel tower had cast the Bloodline Curse on Arian’s father.

He also knew about his killing of Arian’s father.

So,

On whom would the Bloodline Curse appear?

There were only two candidates.

Himself.

Or Abner.

Now, through the coercive words of the Family Head, he was assessing on whom the Bloodline Curse was actually placed.

If he showed no interest in restoring the family’s honor, it meant the curse was on Abner.

If he was willing to offer everything in exchange for the ridiculous promise of becoming the "next Family Head," it proved two things.

First, the Bloodline Curse was on himself.

Second, Abner might already have been killed by him.

So, what should he choose?

A moment had passed.

Wu Xiaode slammed the table, stood up, and exclaimed,

"Is this true?"

"My promises are never false," the Family Head said solemnly.

Wu Xiaode suddenly turned, walked to the window, and looked outside.

He appeared extremely unsettled.

... No.

At that time, Little Bone had examined the curse and learned a piece of news.

"End Illusion: Bloodline Resonance Curse."

"It originates from an extremely high-level End, ..."

That is to say, the curse continuously passed down in the Abner family is an "End’s" illusion.

It has an owner.

The master of an "End" naturally can sense where his magic is exerted.

— If the Family Head were that person, he could now be sure the curse was not on himself.

Then, why all this talk, the probing, the coercion, and even the promise of a family head position—

Isn’t he just playing himself?

Because he definitely wouldn’t give the things to him!

... So it’s not him.

The one who cast the Bloodline Curse must be someone else; hence the Family Head does not understand the current situation and wrongly thinks he’s probing him.

The Family Head should only know of the existence of this curse.

— But there’s another issue.

If the curse was cast on Abner’s father by a subordinate of the Family Head, then as a subordinate, he should always report to the Family Head.

Now that he was right here.

Nobody told the Family Head that the curse was not actually on him.

So another conclusion can be drawn—

The person who cast the curse is not a subordinate of the Family Head!

And—

The Family Head trusts this curse caster!

Who else could it be?

Having dealt with "End" for a while now, he knew just how powerful a continuously inherited curse could be.

He had also looked around the family a few times; few could be considered strong.

Besides the Family Head—

The Matron.

Only someone of the Matron’s caliber could possibly be responsible!

It had to be her.

She knew he was not affected by the curse.

She also knew the Family Head was about to take everything.

So her resistance was to not tell the Family Head the details of the curse and to take him away immediately upon his return.

But she was one step too slow.

So how should he react?

If he pretended to be affected by the curse, he could deceive the Family Head but not the Matron.

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