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

Xu Chong was attracted by the sudden fragrance and involuntarily moved closer, his face full of curiosity and surprise.

"Rong girl, what kind of medicine is this? It tastes so wonderful." There was a bit of childlike innocence and eagerness in his words.

However, He Rong'er just smiled faintly, "Why? Master Xu, are you also interested in giving it a try?"

When Xu Chong heard this, the smile on his face froze instantly. He quickly waved his hands and took a few steps back, as if the pill was some kind of monster.

"No, no, Rong girl, I dare not try your things easily." There was a hint of self-mockery in his words, but he also revealed his deep awe for He Ronger's abilities.

He knew that every pill in He Ronger's hand was extraordinary and was not something that could be tasted casually.

He Ronger opened her red lips slightly and said in a playful tone: "Look how scared you are. This pill of mine is not for satisfying your appetite."

After saying that, instead of retracting her hand, she moved the black pill that exuded a strange fragrance a little further forward, as if she was showing off a rare treasure.

Seeing this, Ji Mohan's face suddenly changed, and the previous paleness was replaced by a sudden anger and fear.

He tried to stay calm, but the pain in his body and the struggle in his heart made it impossible for him to control himself.

The bulging blue veins on his forehead were like a winding river, telling of his current torment.

His gums had been bitten between his clenched teeth, and blood was slowly oozing out, forming a sharp contrast with the pale color of his lips, which was particularly shocking.

He opened his eyes wide, his gaze as sharp as torches, staring at He Ronger, as if he wanted to see some clues from her eyes.

Finally, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth with difficulty. Each word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat: "You...what on earth did you...do to me?"

Seeing this, He Ronger curled up a faint smile. She gently weighed the pill in her hand, as if it was an insignificant item, but her eyes were unusually firm.

"This pill is called 'Insect-Eating Heart'. It can stimulate the poisonous insects hidden in your body, making them violent and restless until they devour the host's internal organs."

Her words were calm and cold, and every word was like a sharp blade, cutting through Ji Mohan's psychological defenses.

"Now, you only have two choices," He Rong'er continued, her eyes revealing unquestionable majesty, "either you tell me your Pavilion Master's information, and I may consider giving you an antidote; or you wait for the poisonous insects in your body to slowly eat away at your body, causing you to die in endless pain, and disappear from this world forever with the secrets of your Mingxiu Pavilion."

When Ji Mohan heard this, a trace of despair and struggle flashed in his eyes.

He knew that he was in a desperate situation, but his loyalty and faith in the Pavilion Master made it difficult for him to speak.

However, as the inexplicable restlessness in his body became stronger and stronger, he knew that he did not have much time to hesitate. Between life and death and loyalty, he had to make a choice.

Just before the severe pain was about to consume him completely and his consciousness was about to blur, Ji Mohan finally collapsed.

He shouted heartbreakingly: "I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

The voice was full of despair and compromise, as if in the battle with death, he finally chose to surrender.

He had mixed feelings. After thousands of years of practice and going through countless hardships, he had finally achieved his current level of cultivation and status. He knew better than anyone how difficult it was.

Moreover, during these long years, he was also responsible for guarding Ying Qi, day after day, year after year, but he never received any instructions or help from the Pavilion Master, which inevitably gave rise to many speculations and uneasiness in his heart. Now, facing the choice of life and death, those secrets about the Pavilion Master, those loyalties that he once swore to protect, seemed so fragile under the threat of life.

"The leader of our Mingxiu Pavilion," Ji Mohan panted, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "is the disciple expelled from the sect by your master - Mu Lian!"

When he said this name, his eyes flashed with complex emotions, with memories of the past and helplessness in the face of reality. This name was once the top secret of their Mingxiu Pavilion and a taboo in the hearts of every member, but now it has to be made public and become a bargaining chip for him to save his life.

He knew very well that once this secret was exposed, not only he but also the entire Mingxiu Pavilion might suffer a catastrophe. But at this moment, he could no longer care about so much, he just wanted to survive, even at the cost of betrayal.

In the face of life and death, all loyalty and faith seem so pale and powerless.

As Ji Mohan finished his words, the entire space seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on him, with shock, confusion, and anger.

Ji Mohan himself seemed to have unloaded a huge burden, and he collapsed to the ground, waiting for the judgment of fate.

"Impossible! This is absolutely absurd! How could Second Senior Sister, the one who was as gentle as water and cared deeply for us brothers and sisters, be the head of Mingxiu Pavilion, which is famous in the spiritual world? Her every word and action, every move, is full of deep affection for her fellow disciples. How could she be so cruel to us brothers and sisters who had shared hardships with her?"

Ying Qi almost blurted it out, his voice trembling with shock and anger, his eyes full of disbelief.

Ji Mohan felt mixed emotions upon seeing this. He wanted to explain in detail, but the pain in his body prevented him from forming a sentence. He could only open his mouth with difficulty, his lips trembling constantly and letting out faint groans.

His eyes revealed deep helplessness and regret, as if he was struggling painfully with his past loyalty and current betrayal.

Seeing this, He Ronger quickly suppressed the smile on her face. She was well aware of the urgency of the moment, so she put away the black pill without hesitation, fearing that it would accidentally trigger more serious consequences.

Then, she turned her wrist, and a thin silver needle shot out like lightning, accurately inserting into Ji Mohan's neck. A cool air instantly rushed into his body, temporarily suppressing the poisonous insect that was about to get out of control.

"Ji Mohan, you must explain yourself to me clearly now!" He Ronger's tone was filled with unquestionable determination.

She stared at Ji Mohan closely. Her bright eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and all his secrets and lies. "What kind of truth is hidden behind this?"

As He Ronger continued to question, the entire space fell into tension and solemnity again.

Ying Qi, Xu Chong and others also gathered around, their faces full of confusion and worry. They wanted to hear the truth but were afraid that the truth was too cruel.

Ji Mohan, with the help of He Ronger's silver needles, gradually regained some strength. He took a deep breath and scanned everyone's faces.