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

However, He Kangcheng did not immediately agree with his wife's sentiments.

He stared into the distance, his eyes flashing with a deep light, as if he was recalling every detail of the past, and as if he was weighing the authenticity of this sudden news.

"But this news came from Lingyun Sect after all. How could it be spread so easily without solid evidence?" His voice was low and powerful, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Xi Ruxin's emotions did not calm down, but became even more excited: "Even if this news is true, so what? It's been ten years, a full ten years! Has He Rong'er ever thought of us in the slightest while she was practicing in Qingling Sect?

Even Uncle Lin, who had no relatives with her, could often receive her care and gifts, but what about us? As her biological parents, we seemed to have been forgotten in a corner by her and never received any warm response! "

"I said that we shouldn't have brought that seemingly ungrateful little Rong'er back from the human world in the first place. We didn't know that we would be in such a situation today."

There was a subtle hint of bitterness and self-blame in Xi Ruxin's words, but more of it was a reflection on past decisions.

He Kangcheng sighed deeply again after hearing this, his eyes became soft and complicated: "At the beginning, our decision was entirely to save Lian'er. At that time, she was poisoned, and only He Rong'er's blood could save her life."

Changing the topic, he once again turned his attention to the outside of the yard, which seemed to carry his concern for his other daughter.

"Speaking of which, Lian'er is really a child that makes me both happy and worried. A few days ago, she resolutely left Mingjian Sect and embarked on the road of training. This courage and determination are really like us when we were young. However, I haven't heard from her for several days, and I am always worried."

When Xi Ruxin heard this, the regret on her face had long disappeared, replaced by full of maternal love and worry.

"Yes, Lian'er has been sensible since she was young. She knows how much we have done for her. She has been in seclusion in Mingjian Sect for ten years. We have all seen her perseverance and hard work. Now she has just come out of seclusion and accepted the mission to go out and explore. In my heart, I am proud of her, but I am also worried that she will encounter some danger."

He Kangcheng gently patted Xi Ruxin's hand and comforted her, "I understand your worries, but the path of cultivation is full of unknowns and challenges. Lian'er is the 'lucky star' mentioned by Master Wu Tian. She has extraordinary opportunities and missions. We can't always keep her under our wings. Let her experience the wind and rain, grow, and prove her own value. This is the best love for her."

Having said this, both of them fell silent, silently praying for their daughter who was far away, hoping that she could return safely.

What they didn't know was that He Lian'er's seclusion ten years ago was just to escape the sect master's scrutiny and investigation.

What they didn't know was that He Lian'er was now like a stray dog, without even a place to hide.

He Lian'er, who disappeared from the eyes of the world, is now in a hidden valley near Lingyun Sect.

Her situation is far from being worthy of the title of "lucky star". She is more like a homeless goose, struggling to survive in the wind and rain.

The cave was dark, except for the faint light emanating from He Lian'er's body, which formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding darkness.

She closed her eyes and concentrated, devoting herself to cultivation.

At this moment, her eyes were tightly closed, and black air that was invisible to the naked eye emanated from her body. The black air, like a greedy beast, surrounded her and drilled in and out of her skin, as if playing with her.

And every time the black energy entered her body, it became thinner when it came out, as if a lot of its strength had been drained away.

At this moment, she was using the demonic energy in the cave to practice a dangerous and crazy practice.

As time went by, He Lian'er's aura began to change. It was a strange power between immortals and demons. She seemed to be having some kind of mysterious communication with this power, trying to tame it and use it for her own benefit.

Time seemed to have lost its meaning in this dark valley, leaving He Lian'er alone immersed in endless practice.

When she finally contained the spiritual power surging in her body and slowly opened her eyes, the whole world seemed to change color.

There was a flickering red light in those eyes, like the brightest stars in the deep night sky, yet they contained a heart-pounding weirdness and danger.

He Lian'er raised the corners of her lips slightly. She lowered her head and stared at her hands, which were once delicate but now slightly rough due to practice. The dark red lines between her palms were like ancient totems, emitting a mysterious and powerful power.

She gently stroked the dark red lines on the palm of her hand. Those lines seemed to come alive, squirming slightly with her movements, emitting an ominous aura.

These lines are the symbol of power she accidentally obtained in the jade pendant space, and are also the key to her road to revenge. They not only allow her to have a deeper understanding of the ancient bloodline, but also give her unprecedented training speed and strength.

"He Rong'er," she whispered, every word seemed to be squeezed out from the deepest part of her heart, with unquestionable determination, "Next time we meet, your ancient bloodline will be a treasure that I must seize; your pride and glory will turn to ashes in my hands. This time, I will take your blood!"

"I will become stronger," He Lian'er swore secretly in her heart, "strong enough to make everyone tremble, strong enough to make He Rong'er beg for mercy at my feet. By then, I will let her see with her own eyes how I step by step trample everything she once had under my feet!"

With this belief, He Lian'er closed her eyes again and began a new round of practice. This time, she not only had to absorb the demonic energy in the cave, but also had to master the secret method of practice in the jade pendant space, so that her strength could make a qualitative leap in a short period of time. She knew that time was running out and she had to race against time because her enemy, He Rong'er, was also growing and becoming stronger.

And this competition between sisters has just begun...

At this time, He Ronger was lying in the new residence arranged for her by the leader of Lingyun Sect.

She discussed the experience of drawing talismans with Master Hong for the whole day, and it was already dark when she came back.

Drawing talismans consumes the most mental energy. Moreover, many of the talismans she researched were mixed with mental attacks, which made it more tiring than ordinary rune masters.

He Ronger didn't even have time to eat dinner and went to bed early.

But not long after she lay down, she seemed to sense something and suddenly sat up from the bed, looking somewhere outside the half-open window, her brows tightly furrowed.

Why do I feel a little uneasy?