Chapter 57 Uyu Clan

Blacksmith Ma didn't seem to buy it, and sneered, "Uyu Clan, the supreme ancient clan, the orthodox inheritors of the Curse lineage, how could they die so easily!"

"It must be that Miss spared you temporarily, so you were able to escape back!"

This guy… seems to have some mental issues, having inexplicable confidence in the Uyu Clan.

Fang Yue thought, from what he had seen of the Uyu Clan, weren't they suppressed to death by the ancient formation of Mo Village?

"Believe what you want, the fact that Ma Ling'er died in my hands won't change because of your words. And now, if you don't answer my question, you'll soon follow in Ma Ling'er's footsteps!"

His expression turned cold, and the Ningtai ring on Fang Yue's right hand began to crackle, with flames flickering as if about to erupt at any moment.

Fang Yue thought these words would intimidate Blacksmith Ma, but he just stared intently at Fang Yue and gritted his teeth, saying, "None of our Uyu Clan are afraid of death! Kill me if you have the guts!"

"Is that so?"

Fang Yue raised his hand expressionlessly.

A flash of fire.

Blacksmith Ma's right hand flew high into the air.

The movement was really too smooth.

Things happened too fast.

Fang Yue's decisiveness and action surprised not only Blacksmith Ma but even his other companions.

For some reason, Lin Ling felt that after going out for a trip, Fang Yue seemed to have changed a lot, seeming to have become… more like a captain.

As his arm fell, Blacksmith Ma's screams had only just begun.

He clutched the wound on his severed arm, rolling on the ground, while Fang Yue said calmly, "I'm not good at killing people, I'm good at making people wish they were dead. Haven't you been in Guyue Village for ten years? Then I'll let you live another ten years in Guyue Village, suffering torment every day, wanting to live but unable to, wanting to die but unable to!"

Squatting on the ground, Fang Yue placed his finger on Blacksmith Ma's chest, his finger gradually heating up, turning red, condensing high temperatures, and slowly pressing down.

Zzzzz!

The sound of roasting meat immediately rang out, emitting a burnt smell.

The intense pain brought by the high temperature made Blacksmith Ma's veins bulge, his whole body arched, trembling in pain.

"But… I don't think you would want that, would you? After knowing that I've returned to the village, that things would be exposed, you wanted to escape at the first opportunity, this strong desire to live doesn't seem like someone willing to sacrifice themselves to keep some unimportant secret. Come on, tell me what you know, and I'll give you a chance to live."

Blacksmith Ma was in so much pain that he was almost unconscious, and weakly said, "...Will you really let me go?"

"Of course, it's true!"

Fang Yue retracted his finger, stood up, and looked down at Blacksmith Ma: "I, this person, once I say something, it can never be taken back. Now, tell me everything you know."

Blacksmith Ma was obviously undergoing an ideological struggle, his face showing a painful, tangled, and hesitant expression, and finally, he took a deep breath.

"Alright! I'll trust you this once!"

He barely sat up, clutching the wound on his severed hand, and slowly said.

"The incident happened ten years ago, the hidden, cursed clan, had internal strife. It was started by the royal family of Miss's faction. Things didn't go smoothly, Miss's faction failed, and all the aberrant beings who launched the rebellion were executed. Only Miss, who had royal blood but impure blood, only the illegitimate daughter, was punished and exiled from the Uyu Clan for ten years.

After arrangements by relatives and friends in the clan, she was exiled to Guyue Village.

For ten years, Miss and I have been well-behaved, never causing trouble, honestly accepting punishment.

And now, the ten-year period has arrived, and I will have Miss return to the Uyu Clan, that's all! We have no malicious intentions!"

Uyu Clan? Royal family? Illegitimate daughter?

Fang Yue was confused, barely understanding the general idea.

The others seemed to be the same, looking very dazed.

Only one thing, Fang Yue was certain.

That is, the so-called lack of malicious intent is definitely false!

Ma Ling'er was staring at me, wanting to kill me, and you say there's no malicious intent? Do you think I'm blind!

After digesting Blacksmith Ma's words, Fang Yue asked with a solemn expression: "Then now that Ma Ling'er hasn't returned to the Uyu Clan, what will be the Uyu Clan's reaction?"

"No reaction! If Miss really died, then the Uyu Clan will not take any action. Because Miss, in a sense, is a forgotten member. Only by restoring her royal identity can she once again rise above all things and become a true Uyu Clan royal!"

"...What if she goes back?"

"Goes back?"

Blacksmith Ma suddenly raised his head to look at Fang Yue, and many emotions flashed in his eyes for a moment, before quickly converging and suppressing them. He lowered his head and said, "If Miss safely returns to the Uyu Clan, then the forgotten royal will be re-crowned as king! She will need to use the power of the Uyu Clan to sever her humanity, remove impurities, purify her soul, complete the trial, and transform into a true Uyu Clan royal!"

"What do you mean?"

"...You can think of it as Miss wanting to restore her royal identity, needing to complete a trial."

"What is the content of the trial?"

"...I don't know. The trial mission for each royal family is given by [Uxin], and each one is different, never repeating."

"What is Uxin? Will Ma Ling'er come back to cause trouble for me?"

"I don't know what [Uxin] is, what I know is also very limited, and… Miss is already dead, isn't she?"

Blacksmith Ma raised his head, his eyes staring at Fang Yue.

Fang Yue was silent for a moment: "Yes, she's dead."

"Then there's no problem, let me go, we'll go our separate ways, I guarantee with my life, we will never have any intersection from now on!"

Blacksmith Ma said in a deep voice, Fang Yue ignored his words and continued to ask a few more questions, but Blacksmith Ma refused to cooperate.

With a gloomy face, Fang Yue instructed a Blood Hunter next to him.

"Take him back to the village and lock him up, guard him strictly."

"Alright."

Everyone roughly understood what had happened, but they were somewhat vague about the strength of the Uyu Clan, lacking any concept.

"Xiao Ye, isn't Ma Ling'er dead?"

"...Well, she escaped, in Mo Village."

There was no need to hide anything from his own people.

Fang Yue simply told Lin Ling and Hua Wu Ye about Ma Ling'er.

When they heard that even a second-rate martial arts captain at the *hou tian* realm had almost died at the hands of the Uyu Clan's Hei Da, their expressions instantly turned ugly.

This kind of disparity in strength was something they couldn't handle at all.

If Ma Ling'er really came back, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Xiao Ye, what do you plan to do?"

On the way back, Lin Ling couldn't help but ask.

"I want to see Lord Han."

"Lord Han? But Lord Han is in seclusion and doesn't see anyone…"

"If it's me, Lord Han should see me!"

That's right, if it was me, who is possibly a descendant of the Yeyue Clan, Lord Han should give me that face.