At the same time, deep in the Jiang family compound, in a hidden tea room, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood and the fragrance of tea.

Jiang Qiankun, the patriarch of the Jiang family, sat in the main seat with a frown on his face, stroking a string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand.

His eldest son Jiang Feng, second son Jiang Yulang, and third daughter Jiang Yunyan sat on both sides, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Father, the whole family has searched the place and there is no trace of any intruders." Jiang Feng said in a deep voice, with a barely perceptible hint of pride in his tone.

He was of sturdy build, dressed in tight clothes, and had quite the demeanor of a military commander.

Jiang Qiankun slowly put down the Buddhist beads in his hand and murmured: "So, I sensed it wrongly?"

"Father, you must be too tired." Jiang Feng said with a smile, his tone was a bit flattering, "Our Jiang family is in the provincial capital, who dares to sneak in? Isn't this like an old man hanging himself - he is too old to live?"

Jiang Qiankun nodded: "Yes, it seems that I really worried too much. However, it is a crime to possess a treasure, so we have to be careful!"

"Father, you are talking about Jiang Muwan, right?" Jiang Yulang smiled faintly, a trace of greed flashed in his narrow eyes, "Her blood is indeed a great tonic! The blood of the innate Taoist body is of great benefit to our cultivation! I am now at the fifth level of Tianshu, and I will soon be able to break through to the sixth level."

Jiang Qiankun nodded slightly, with a satisfied look on his face: "You have indeed made great progress, Yulang."

He turned to look at Jiang Feng, "Feng'er, how is your strength?"

Jiang Feng puffed out his chest and said proudly: "My child is already at the sixth level of Tianshu, and will soon be able to break through to the seventh level!"

Jiang Qiankun stroked his beard, his eyes sparkling, "As expected, it is the essence and blood of the innate Taoist body. It is indeed a great tonic! It seems that my original decision was right! Hahaha!"

Jiang Yunyan, who had been silent the whole time, also had a faint smile on her beautiful face: "Father, if that's the case, then why don't we trap Jiang Muwan here for the rest of her life and let her donate her blood to our Jiang family for the rest of her life and become our blood slave? Isn't that better?"

Her voice was clear, yet full of coldness.

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Feng and Jiang Yulang's eyes flashed with excitement.

If I could really become their blood slave, there would be only benefits and no harm!

Jiang Qiankun shook his head, his expression solemn: "No!"

The three siblings' faces changed, full of confusion: "Father, why not?"

Jiang Qiankun stood up from his seat, stroked his beard, and sighed softly: "The hidden family in the provincial capital, the Situ family, already knows Jiang Muwan's physique. They ordered us to hand over Jiang Muwan in three days."

When these words were spoken, all three of them were shocked.

"Situ family?" Jiang Feng's face changed slightly, full of pity, "How could they know?"

"The Situ family has many eyes and ears, we can't hide it from them." Jiang Qiankun sighed, "The Situ family has a strong person in the Tribulation Realm, we can't afford to offend them. Why not... use Jiang Muwan as a link to get close to the Situ family!"

Jiang Yulang's solemn eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness: "Father means..."

"Three days later, kill Jiang Muwan's parents and grandfather, and then hand Jiang Muwan over to the Situ family." Jiang Qiankun's tone was cold and full of murderous intent.

Since I can't use her for my own benefit, I'll let her play her best role!

As long as you can get close to the Situ family, it may not be a bad thing!

They helped the Situ family eliminate the hidden dangers, and I believe the Situ family will definitely thank them.

As soon as Jiang Qiankun finished speaking, the three siblings looked at each other, excitement flashing in their eyes.

"Yes, father!"

After a brief silence, Jiang Feng couldn't wait to get up.

"Father, I will go to the basement right now and draw some more of Jiang Muwan's blood and essence for nourishment!" Jiang Feng licked his lips, his eyes full of undisguised greed.

Once people offer tributes to the Situ family, they will no longer have the opportunity to enjoy the benefits of their innate Taoist body.

We must seize this last chance!

"Go, remember, don't kill her. We still want to keep her and give her to the Situ family." Jiang Qiankun nodded in agreement, and then gave careful instructions.

"Don't worry, father. I know what I'm doing." Jiang Feng smiled sinisterly and left the tea room.

……

The basement was dark and damp, the air was heavy like a pool of stagnant water, and the smell of mold mixed with the smell of blood was nauseating.

The dim oil lamp flickered, casting distorted shadows on the ground.

Jiang Muwan was chained to a cold stone pillar with a thick iron chain. Her once long hair was now disheveled, covering her pale and thin face.

Her gorgeous dress had long been torn into rags, revealing her skin covered with scars, new wounds stacked on top of old ones, a shocking sight.

Not far from her, also chained, were her grandfather and parents.

Jiang Zhongming, the once vigorous old man, is now full of wrinkles, gray hair, and whip marks all over his body. He leans weakly against the wall, his cloudy eyes filled with despair.

Jiang Haibo and Feng Hui were not much better off. They huddled together tightly, supporting each other, and their bodies were also covered with scars.

There was still blood at the corners of Feng Hui's mouth, and her eyes were empty and numb.

The dim light shone on their faces, leaving only despair.

The iron door opened with a creaky sound, and Jiang Feng walked in with a sinister smile, holding a strangely shaped magic weapon in his hand. The magic weapon was blood red all over and exuded a heart-pounding aura.

Seeing Jiang Feng, Jiang Muwan's eyes flashed with deep hatred. She clenched her teeth and squeezed out a few words from her cracked lips: "Beast! You will not die well!"

"When we arrive at the provincial capital at dawn, we will grind you to dust!"

The chains on her body rattled with her hatred.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng was not angry at all. Instead, he burst into laughter: "Little bitch, even if you yell until your throat is broken, no one will come to save you! Your useless man Ye Tianming has been tricked away by us. He will not come to save you ants at all!"

Upon hearing the news, Jiang Muwan's heart sank suddenly, her head suddenly raised, and a chill of despair rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

Could it be that Tianming was really deceived?

No, it's impossible! Tianming said that he would appear whenever she needed him!

Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Muwan with satisfaction as the light in her eyes faded, and approached her step by step.

In addition to drawing blood to replenish himself, he enjoyed watching the struggle of trapped animals and ants even more.

He grinned, grabbed Jiang Muwan's hair with one hand, and lifted her face forcefully.

"Jiang Muwan, it's time to donate blood to me again. Are you... ready?"

Despair and resentment roared in Jiang Muwan's heart.

Her eyes were red, her body was shaking, and she spat out a mouthful of blood onto Jiang Feng's face.

"You're dreaming about me becoming your blood slave!"

The smile on Jiang Feng's face disappeared, replaced by coldness and gloom.

He raised his hand and grabbed, and the invisible force instantly turned into invisible suction, grabbing the skinny Jiang Zhongming in his palm.

His bent fingers were firmly clamped on Jiang Zhongming's neck, and his tone was as cold as a poisonous snake.

"Jiang Muwan, if you don't want to see your grandfather's neck broken by me and die in front of you, then you better behave yourself."