The Bai Mansion isn't very large, so the little turtle's barrier can completely cover it.
However, to prevent anyone from escaping by earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a type of magical escape technique) or other means and taking the message out, A-Jiang summoned a spirit beast.
Xiong Lan, Silver Fox Chi Yue, Little Earth Dragon, Little Black Man...
With only one eighth-tier demonic beast guarding the area, the others dared not make any rash moves.
Jiang Songming's expression turned even uglier. Although he knew that A Jiang might have advanced, he did not expect that so many high-level demon cultivators had gathered around her.
"You killed Zhang Shi in front of so many people, and made your children hate me. Why?"
Jiang Songming's behavior today is something that A-Jiang doesn't quite understand; it doesn't seem like something he would do.
"I misjudged your abilities."
Jiang Songming gave a wry smile.
“I know you’re resentful. Zhang was stupid and ignorant, so she’s dead.”
“Lian’er is protected by the Prince of Hua Nan, and these two children have no grudge against you, so you wouldn’t kill them.”
“These guards in the courtyard are both a threat and witnesses. You can’t ignore your reputation. If even a little bit of what happened here gets out, you will have no place in the cultivation world.”
"But now that you have such strength, these petty tricks are useless."
"What you said reminds me of what Zhang said to me back then."
Ajahn would think that she said:
"Aren't you very powerful? Aren't you unconvinced? Do you think you're a descendant of Bai Ze and look down on us ordinary people? Do you think you're always right and that we're all schemers?"
"What's the use of being sharp-tongued? So what if you're a little clever? So what if you're slick and glib?"
"You are nothing in the face of absolute power and status."
Jiang Songming's failure lay in his misjudgment of A Jiang's strength.
"Bai Furong, look, what are you resenting?"
A-Jiang said to Bai Furong, "Look, your father usurped the family's place, and your mother exploited you to the bone. You enjoy all the benefits of being the eldest daughter of the Bai family without a second thought. How did you feel when you saw me, so thin and small, living in that dilapidated courtyard?"
“Have you ever thought that my mother was angered to death by your parents, and that I ran away from home? And in the whole courtyard, I am the only one with the surname Bai, and I am the master of the Bai family.”
"If you had ever thought about it, things might not have ended this way today."
Bai Furong sat on the ground, distraught, muttering, "It's not like that, it's not like that."
The old woman looked at her unfamiliar granddaughter and felt a chill in her heart.
Did I really do something wrong by letting the girl go myself?
Should I have just stood by and watched back then?
It is because of their own proud perspective that this tragedy of family members killing each other has occurred.
"Jiang'er, please let them go, please. I'm begging you."
The old lady reached out her hand tremblingly and grabbed Ah Jiang's arm.
Although the old lady had asked, she didn't expect Ah Jiang to agree so easily. She was thinking about what else she could offer in exchange.
Unexpectedly, A-Jiang nodded.
“I will say today that Zhang has passed away from illness and my father has closed his doors to visitors.”
“But there were quite a few leaks of classified information today…” A-Jiang glanced around.
The nearby cultivators all knelt down: "We are willing to make a great oath to the demons, and we will never tell anyone what happened today, or we will die from being devoured by ten thousand demons."
As soon as these words were spoken, the other cultivators began to swear oaths and vows.
Ajahn did not stop him.
After they had exhausted all their nice words and ran out of things to say, they looked at Ajahn and said, "Your crimes do not warrant death. We will make arrangements after this period of time has passed."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Songming and the old lady also felt that Jiang's arrangement was already a heavy lifting and a light letting go.
Ah Jiang arranged for his own people to enter the barrier and move things; everything belonging to the Bai family was moved to the new residence.
As for the ancestral hall, it was A-Jiang who personally went there to clean it up.
The ancestral hall was even more desolate and dilapidated than when she came seven years ago. Not to mention the offerings, even the incense burner was nowhere to be found.
Looking at the simple Bai Ze painting on the wall and the dozen or so memorial tablets, Ah Jiang recalled the night she was on the verge of death.
That's how we got through that hurdle.
After A-Jiang finished packing, she said to Jiang Songming, "For the next three years, no one is allowed to leave the mansion except for those who enter. Anyone who tries to leave will be killed."
Hearing this timeframe, everyone breathed a sigh of relief; it was only three years.
A-Jiang walked up to Jiang Songming and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
“The punishment I gave you wasn’t enough, but I’ve lost interest today. I’ll give you 180 days to handle things yourself. Don’t make me worry about you, Father.”
Jiang Songming's body trembled, his lips quivered, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
