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

He Tianhong did not refuse and quickly took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from his storage bag. It was one of the elixirs he usually collected, a mid-level soul-restoring elixir, which had a significant effect on restoring spiritual power and physical strength.

He poured out two pills without hesitation. The round pills exuded a faint spiritual light, revealing their extraordinary quality.

However, at the moment when he was about to hand the pill to Zhao Yun's mouth, He Tianhong suddenly hesitated.

He looked up at Zhao Yun, her eyes full of smiles and tenderness seemed to be able to see through his thoughts.

He realized that his actions might be too direct, even a little abrupt. After all, they were just strangers, and there was a difference between men and women. If their skin touched, it would cause disgust in the other party.

So, he solemnly handed the pill back to Zhao Yun, but this time he let her take it herself. There was a subtle sense of embarrassment and shyness in his movements, as if he was a shy boy who was at a loss in front of an unfamiliar member of the opposite sex.

Zhao Yun looked at He Tianhong and couldn't help but smile.

She knew He Tianhong's character very well. He was upright and reserved. Even at such an emergency moment, he still maintained that rare gentlemanly demeanor.

She gently took the pill and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

"Thank you, second brother." Zhao Yun said softly, her voice full of gratitude and warmth.

Zhao Yun's movements were quick and decisive. Almost before He Tianhong opened his mouth, she had already put two precious intermediate-level soul-restoring pills into her mouth.

As soon as the pill touched the tip of her tongue, it seemed to have life and quickly dissolved, turning into a warm and pure torrent of spiritual power that instantly surged throughout her body.

This spiritual power was like the warm sunshine in spring, or the clear stream in the mountains, gently nourishing every inch of Zhao Yun's skin and every cell. She could clearly feel this power flowing through her body, dispelling the chill and fatigue left by the soul-stealing spell, as if a vitality of life was reviving in her body.

He Tianhong's eyes never left Zhao Yun's face. He nervously observed her every subtle change.

When he saw Zhao Yun's face gradually turn from pale to rosy, and her originally dull eyes regained their spirit, the huge rock in his heart finally fell to the ground, replaced by an indescribable sense of relief and joy.

However, this relief did not last long, and soon He Tianhong's brows were slightly frowned again.

A question quietly rose in his mind like a dark cloud: "What is going on? Why does the Soul-Sucking Spell seem to have no effect on you? You know, that is the spell I drew with my own hands. Even monks with lesser cultivation can hardly resist its power."

Zhao Yun sensed He Tianhong's doubt. She smiled slightly, with a mysterious light flashing in her eyes.

With the help of He Tianhong, she slowly stood up. Her movements were still a little weak, but her eyes were unusually firm.

Gently brushing off the dust on her robe, she looked through the dust and cast a cold gaze towards the distant place where He Lian'er was escaping. The fleeting murderous intent in her eyes was like a cold star in the dark night, which made people shudder.

"He Lian'er..." Zhao Yun silently repeated the name in her heart, with a complex emotion appearing at the corner of her mouth.

The woman who had tried to drain Rong'er's blood to achieve her own ulterior motives not only indirectly caused her death, but now she has extended her evil hands to the innocent He Tianhong. This hatred and anger burned like a raging fire in her chest, and she vowed to completely wipe out that devilish existence.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yun forced herself to collect her thoughts and temporarily suppress her resentment.

She turned to face He Tianhong, her clear eyes became unusually deep at this moment, as if they could see into the deepest secrets of human heart.

She spoke slowly with unprecedented seriousness and earnestness, and every word hit He Tianhong's heart like a heavy hammer: "Tianhong, I... am actually your eldest brother, He Tianzong."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, instantly exploding in He Tianhong's world and shattering all his thoughts and emotions.

He widened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yun in front of him in disbelief, as if he had heard the most incredible lie in the world.

For a moment, his mind went blank, and all his memories, emotions, and cognition became blurred and confused at this moment.

"Brother...are you the eldest brother?"

He Tianhong's voice trembled, and he could hardly believe his ears.

He tried hard to find the answer in Zhao Yun's eyes, but he only saw depth and determination. There was no deception, only sincerity and determination.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun nodded slightly.

She knew that this truth was too shocking for He Tianhong and it would take time to digest and accept it.

After a while, when the night seemed to be immersed in a gentle tranquility, Zhao Yun observed that He Tianhong's frown gradually relaxed, and his eyes, which were once full of anxiety and uneasiness, regained some of their former peace and determination.

She knew very well that this moment was the best time to uncover the fog of the past and let the truth come to light. So, she opened her red lips slightly, her voice soft but firm, and slowly told the dusty memory like a long stream of water.

"Ten years ago, I was accidentally involved in an unexpected disaster because of He Lian'er's absurd plan - trying to extract He Rong'er's blood to treat an illness. In that deep dream, I lost my blood silently, and almost lost all my memories and concerns about this world. At that moment, I thought I would sleep forever in endless darkness, and I would never be able to meet you again and share the joy of family life."

When she said this, a hint of barely perceptible sadness flashed across Zhao Yun's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by tenacity.

"However, fate did not seem to abandon me. My soul did not dissipate into thin air as expected. Instead, it clung to He Ronger's side in an incredible way. During the countless days and nights of protection and observation, I witnessed her growth and felt her innocence and strength. This became my motivation to persevere."

"Until that day, during the Qingling Sect's sect competition. During that chaotic and fierce contest, I encountered an unprecedented adventure and was miraculously reborn in the body of a woman named Zhao Yun. At that moment, I seemed to have been reborn. I felt both fear of the unknown and ecstasy at regaining my freedom."

He Tianhong's face changed slightly when he heard this. He interrupted Zhao Yun in disbelief and said, "The Qingling Sect's competition... doesn't that mean that your rebirth has been a full ten years ago?"