Reborn as a crazy female disciple of the God who killed his wife three times

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It was rare to see Si Renxuan with such a heavy face, so Si Xiaoxiao looked at him worriedly.

The four of them were extremely silent.

Finally Si Renxuan sighed and said, "I didn't expect Junior Sister He to take that evil path."

Si Xiaoxiao widened her eyes.

"She feeds the spirit beasts with her own heart blood, so her beast control skills are more powerful than those of her fellow disciples."

"Ah? Heart blood?" Si Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and widened her eyes.

"Perhaps she used this method to surpass other fellow disciples, gain the favor of my master, and be promoted to an inner sect disciple. The more this happens, the more her heart blood will be needed. The more she uses her heart blood, the more it will hurt her foundation... This is undoubtedly drinking poison to quench thirst."

"Is this technique forbidden at Xiaocang Peak?"

"No... Some people or families are born with blood that makes divine beasts feel close. Some families even have their own secret techniques of controlling divine beasts that have been passed down for hundreds of years. This is a very normal thing. Many people even rely on these secret techniques to enter Wentian and become elite disciples. But the blood of the heart... is an extremely dangerous path..."

Si Renxuan spoke a long and serious speech, which was rare. It was obvious that He Xining's practice had a great impact on him.

He probably didn't expect that the seemingly gentle and careful Junior Sister He would actually pursue a dangerous and extremely harmful path of cultivation.

"The purpose of spiritual practice is to fight against heaven for life. This is true for all of us. Ah Xuan, you don't have to correct yourself." Su Xun said calmly.

I don’t know if these words comforted Si Renxuan. He first sighed heavily, and then his complexion looked better.

Su Xun turned to ask Li Mo: "Do you have any doubts about her?"

Li Mo said: "Yes."

Si Renxuan quickly raised his head and stared at her, as if he wanted to stare a hole in her face.

Then he said: "This is impossible. Junior Sister He has always been gentle and peaceful..."

Suddenly he thought of something and raised his voice a little: "No, that's not right. With your personality, if she really had any doubts, you would have put a knife to her neck, cut her blood bit by bit, and forced her to tell the truth. Why did you leave without saying anything..."

Li Mo curled the corners of his mouth, his smile slightly evil: "Thank you for thinking of me as so perverted and evil."

Although she said that, her expression was pleasant, as if she took his words as a compliment.

"Is Li Mo trying to play the long game to catch a big fish?" Si Xiaoxiao asked.

"You can say that."

"What do you mean you can say that? Don't try to be profound and say something vague. Just be clearer." Si Renxuan looked like he was about to go crazy.

But the more anxious he was, the more leisurely Li Mo was. She raised the corner of her mouth gently, looked at Si Xiaoxiao, and said, "She has a secret. However, everyone in the Wentian Sect actually has a secret. This is the number one sect in the world, the largest sect that everyone is scrambling to get into. Naturally, one has to pay unimaginable hardships and efforts to gain a place here."

"Then what?" Si Renxuan interrupted her impatiently.

Li Mo didn't take it as an offense, and her smile deepened instead. "She feeds the spirit beast with her heart's blood, which means that she has a deeper tacit understanding with the spirit beast than ordinary people. The leader of Xiaocang Peak suddenly became interested in feeding the dusk bird, and she used the bloodline technique to help. Do you think that she and the dusk bird are actually connected by spiritual consciousness? And on the day when my master was injured, did the leader of the dusk bird who suddenly died suddenly give her any information..."

The other three were shocked when they heard this.

Si Renxuan slammed the table: "Why didn't I think of that..."

Li Mo slowly picked up the tea on the table. The fairy mist on the tea half covered the expression on her face. She said slowly: "Feeding her the blood of the heart is extremely dangerous, but from another perspective, it is beneficial to us. At least we may get the information we want most."

Si Xiaoxiao thought to herself: Yes, everything has two sides.

These words seemed to have touched Si Renxuan, causing him to reveal a thoughtful expression.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "I just can't understand why Junior Sister..."

"Do you know how many spirit stones and beast eggs a disciple of Xiaocang Peak must present to the elder in charge if he wants to survive in the inner sect without any background or connections?" Li Mo suddenly said.

"what?"

Su Xun didn't want Li Mo to continue talking, so he looked at her, but she, who was always perceptive, didn't look back. Instead, she stared at Si Renxuan. Her eyes were firm, but her expression and tone were extremely calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter -

"The road to becoming a genius elite is often built with connections and financial resources, even in the Wentian Sect. The outer sect chief steward, the inner sect chief steward, and the capable steward in the elder hall all have a rule of three medium-grade spirit stones per month. Not to mention the other big and small people in charge of distributing spirit stones and spirit eggs. The more you contribute, the better you get, and the quality of the spirit eggs will be different. If you don't know how to show respect, even the top-grade beast eggs given to you by the sect as a reward will make you sick and die within a few months... Whether you show respect or not, the level of what you get will be different."

"Ah..." Si Renxuan frowned, as if he had heard this before and found it unacceptable. He said softly, "But Junior Sister is an inner sect disciple."

Moreover, he has gained the favor of the elders of Xiaocang Peak, and together with Si Renxuan, he raises the dusk bird. Naturally, his status is different from that of other disciples who are squeezed and exploited.

"Then you should ask how she became an inner disciple."

The answer is self-evident, that is to use the power of her own blood - the blood of her heart.

Seeing Si Renxuan's unwillingness to believe, Su Xun looked at him, lowered his eyes and said, "If the water is clear, there will be no fish. Elder Zeng must have his own considerations for being so indulgent."

Si Renxuan was stunned after hearing this.

"Then... could she be a traitor? I don't think... she seems like it..." At this time, Si Xiaoxiao's soft voice sounded softly.

Si Renxuan immediately widened his eyes and looked at Li Mo and Su Xun, as if he was determined to get a negative answer from their faces. Li Mo drank her tea leisurely and said softly, "The answer... needs to be told by her own mouth..."

"How do I give in?"

"There are many ways to make people tell the truth, and the best way is..."

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At night, He Xining was sitting in front of the table lamp in his inner room with his eyes lowered.

In the dim room, the moonlight outside the window was obscured by thick clouds, revealing only faint mottled light and shadows. Her whole body was trembling slightly, like a trapped beast shrouded in darkness. She was so scared that her breathing became extremely rapid. Her heartbeat was unusually clear in the silent night, as deafening as a drum. Fear surged over her like an ocean, and she felt as if she was swallowed by endless darkness...

There was an indescribable suffocating feeling in the air, and countless tiny bugs seemed to be crawling on He Xining's skin, causing waves of itching and stinging. She seemed to see thousands and tens of thousands of black bugs drilling out of her body, constantly shuttling across her skin, making tiny squeaking sounds, which made her feel both nauseous and terrified.

Her fingers couldn't help but tremble, but she subconsciously grasped the other knife at her waist and pulled it out.