I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

He Ronger worked all night that day, and finally, together with Sect Master Yuan and several elders, he developed a medicine that could resist the miasma.

Although the medicinal properties of this medicine are not very strong, it can ensure life within two hours of taking it. It is also enough for the disciples who enter the swamp to complete their mission and get out.

The next morning, just as the eastern sky was turning pale, the Qingling Sect's summoning bell rang again.

However, this time the sound was not heard in the front mountain, but in front of the swamp in the back mountain.

All the disciples of Qingling Sect, as well as disciples from other sects who came to participate in the competition, gathered here, looking at a swamp not far from them with fear in their eyes.

At this time, there was a thick gray fog floating over the swamp, making it impossible to see the situation inside the swamp.

At the same time, a sour and stinky smell like a rotting corpse wafted into the nose, making people want to vomit.

Looking at the swamp, Xu Chong secretly tugged at the sleeve of He Rong'er beside him: "Rong girl, this doesn't look like a good place. Do we have to go in?"

He Ronger turned around, raised her head and looked at him, and said word by word: "You are not a disciple of Qingling Sect. It is up to you whether you want to enter or not. If you are scared now, go back to sleep."

Provoked by He Rong'er's words, Xu Chong immediately became unhappy: "Rong girl, can't you speak properly? I was just joking. If you go in, I will go in with you. We are friends, I can't just stand by and watch you die."

"Get lost! I'm not looking for death." He Rong'er glared at Xu Chong fiercely, then whispered: "I heard that the first ten disciples who complete the mission this time will get a piece of Tianxing Grass. I absolutely cannot admit defeat."

"Humph, the top three can enter the Xuantian Secret Realm for training, why didn't you say anything?"

"I'm not interested in that secret realm." He Ronger waved his hand and said indifferently.

She was only at the foundation building stage, and it was a bit presumptuous for her to compete with so many people with higher cultivation levels for a place in the secret realm. And right now, she really needed a stalk of Tianxing grass, otherwise she didn't want to participate in this competition.

Xu Chong knew that He Ronger was a person with her own ideas, so he did not continue to argue with her.

After a while, Sect Master Yuan talked about the things that needed to be paid attention to in the competition, and asked the law enforcement elder to explain the rules for winning the competition, and then ordered someone to bring out a huge wooden box.

He Ronger looked at the wooden box that was brought up, a smile appeared on her face, and a sense of pride arose in her heart.

This box contains the medicine they just developed to resist miasma.

It took an incense stick of time for the medicine to be distributed.

After a loud gong sound, the first team of twenty Qingling Sect disciples led by the law enforcement elder walked into the swamp.

Next came Zou Mubai and He Ronger's group, and then the disciples led by elders from several other sects.

He Ronger followed not far behind Zou Mubai, walking inside while observing the surrounding situation.

E Xu Chong, who was following closely behind her, was afraid of getting lost from He Ronger, so he quickly raised his hand to grab the back of He Ronger's collar, but before he could grab her, the little figure in front of him was covered by the gray mist.

"He Ronger!" Xu Chong quickened his pace to catch up, but he couldn't find He Ronger anywhere.

At this time, Zou Mubai walked over to him, looked at Xu Chong seriously and asked, "Where is He Ronger? Wasn't he with you just now?"

"I don't know. I was about to hold her hand when she disappeared. Also, weren't you in the front just now? Why did you come over from the side?"

Zou Mubai was stunned and said in confusion: "That's not right, I have been walking straight forward all the time and have not deviated from my position."

After saying that, he couldn't help but frowned, narrowing his eyes and looking in the direction of the fog in front of them: "It seems that this fog can make people lose their way. Let's go look for Rong'er separately and meet up here later."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of sound transmission notes and stuffed them into Xu Chong's pockets. He also gave him a Si Nan: "Use this to determine the direction. I'll go west and you go east."

Seeing Xu Chong was about to walk away, Zou Mubai called him and raised his hand to make three holes as thick as fingers on the boulder beside him: "This is a mark, don't go to the wrong place. See you in an hour."

While the two were looking for He Ronger's whereabouts, He Ronger had unknowingly walked to the inner edge of the swamp.

When I looked back, I found that Uncle Zou and Xu Chong were gone.

Forcing herself to calm down quickly, He Ronger looked around at the surprisingly quiet surroundings.

"Strange, aren't there supposed to be a lot of spiritual beasts here? Why don't I see any?" He Ronger muttered softly.

Just as she finished her words, she suddenly felt a gust of strong wind passing behind her. Sensing danger, He Ronger quickly stepped back and threw a flame of spiritual fire in the direction of the strong wind.

"Hiss——" It was the sound of something being burned by the flame, followed by a wailing sound coming from the front.

He Rong'er didn't dare to be careless. She held her alchemy furnace in her hand, staring straight ahead, with her ears perked up, listening carefully to the movements around her.

Soon, a black figure rushed out from the fog and headed straight for He Ronger.

The black shadow was extremely fast and arrived in front of He Ronger in just a moment.

Only then did she recognize that the person opposite her was a pig-beast in the late stage of Qi Refining.

The cultivation level of this pig beast is not as good as He Ronger's, but because of its strong skin and flesh and agile movements, it is still difficult for He Ronger to defeat it in a short time.

However, the attention of the pig beast had already been attracted, and He Ronger had no choice but to face it head-on.

After a brief confrontation, the man and the beast were evenly matched.

The pig beast stopped steadily on the opposite side, about 20 meters away from He Ronger. Its black bristles all stood up like spikes, and its eyes were red, staring straight at He Ronger.

He Ronger quietly took out a packet of medicine powder and held it in her palm.

If she used all her strength to deal with this pig beast, she would surely be able to subdue it. However, she was alone in this dangerous swamp. There was no guarantee that other spirit beasts would not attack her after defeating the pig beast. She had to conserve her strength.

The pig beast moved again and rushed straight towards He Ronger.

He Ronger didn't move this time, his eyes fixed on the boar beast. The moment it approached him, he raised his hand and waved it in its face, and a white powder spread out.

The pig-monster had just run out a dozen steps when its body swayed and its head fell into a puddle not far away.

"It's done!"