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

With every bite of Ying Qi, He Ronger could feel waves of power surging from her blood and into Ying Qi's body.

Those forces seemed to be fighting fiercely with the curse in Ying Qi's body. Although the process was painful and long, He Ronger felt an unprecedented fulfillment and satisfaction.

"Tell me." He Ronger turned her head to watch Sang Zou Mubai and Fei Xiuwen, and squeezed out a few words in pain, "I want to know everything."

Although her voice was weak, it was full of firmness and determination.

She knew that no matter how cruel the truth was, she had to face it and accept it, because only in this way could she truly understand herself and the world.

Zou Mubai's face was full of pity and heartache, and his eyes fell on Ying Qi gently and complicatedly.

Seeing that the other party's face was still pale, he had recovered a little compared to before, and his clenched teeth were slightly loosened, obviously trying his best to endure the unspeakable pain. Without any hesitation, he quickly and gently pulled away He Ronger's bloody hand that was tightly grasping the edge of Ying Qi's wound.

Then, Zou Mubai's fingers tapped lightly on Ying Qi's acupuncture points with precise and quick techniques, just to make Ying Qi fall asleep temporarily and get away from the unbearable pain at the moment.

As Ying Qi's eyes slowly closed, his furrowed brows seemed to relax a little, and Zou Mubai couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, his gaze fell again on He Ronger's eyes that seemed empty and lifeless due to shock and pain. Especially when he saw her hands that should have been delicate and white but were now bloody, Zou Mubai's heart was deeply hurt.

He quickly took out a precious hemostatic pill from his arms and without hesitation, gently put it into He Ronger's mouth before she could fully recover from her shock.

Then, he poured out a healing pill from another medicine bottle, carefully crushed it into a fine powder with his fingertips, and gently applied the powder layer by layer on He Ronger's wound.

Every time he covered a place, it seemed to soothe her pain.

Afterwards, he took out a clean gauze from the storage bag and wrapped it around the wound skillfully and carefully.

After completing all this, Zou Mubai finally raised his head, and his deep eyes looked directly into He Ronger's eyes, with both apology and determination in them.

His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to come from the bottom of his heart: "All of this is our fault for not protecting you. It was our negligence that made you suffer pain that you shouldn't have."

Zou Mubai's words made He Ronger fall into deeper confusion.

She looked at Zou Mubai in confusion and asked, "Uncle Zou, what do you mean by this?"

Zou Mubai paused, then corrected her first, saying, "Rong'er, you should call me Senior Brother."

"Big...Big Brother." He Ronger was a little uncomfortable when she first spoke.

"Actually, a thousand years ago, we were all inner disciples of the Wanling Sect. At that time, the master accepted six disciples. I was your eldest senior brother, and you were our youngest junior sister."

"Junior sister..." He Ronger repeated in a low voice, with a wave of waves in her heart.

Some vague scenes flashed through her mind, which seemed to be what she had experienced, but also like she was watching someone else's story...

There was a complex light flashing in He Ronger's eyes.

Her furrowed brows revealed a mixture of confusion and shock in her heart.

She slowly raised her head, her eyes traveling through the long river of time, as if trying to capture those lost fragments of memory in Zou Mubai's words.

"Zou... Senior Brother, everything you said seems as distant and strange to me as a dream. Why did I lose these memories? Where is our Wanling Sect now?"

Zou Mubai sighed softly, with a hint of tenderness and sadness in his eyes.

"Rong'er, that catastrophe is an indelible pain for the Wanling Sect and even the entire spirit world."

Zou Mubai's eyes looked into the distance, as if he was recalling the past.

"Thousands of years ago, a demonic force suddenly invaded the spirit world. It ignored all sects and boundaries, and wherever it went, all living things were destroyed.

Wanling Sect, as an important force in protecting the balance of the continent, naturally bore the brunt and became the main target of that force.

In that battle, the sky was dark and the stars lost their luster. Countless predecessors and disciples in the sect either fought bravely until their last breath or unfortunately died and turned into dust.

For the sake of all people in the world, Master was willing to sacrifice his own life to build a defense barrier for the spiritual world.

Although a few of us brothers managed to survive, we were separated during the escape due to serious injuries and confusion. "

Zou Mubai's voice was low and heavy, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart, carrying unspeakable grief and helplessness.

“As for you, Junior Sister, during that catastrophe, you voluntarily sacrificed your ancient bloodline in order to protect the sect’s most precious treasure and assist Master in building the defensive barrier.

But when you were physically exhausted, you were stabbed in the back by the person you trusted, and you were poisoned, and you could only lie paralyzed in bed all day, waiting to die."

At this point, Zou Mubai's face showed pain and heartache.

"At that time, several of us brothers were being hunted by the remnants of the demon clan, so we had to separate. After we dealt with the remnants of the demon clan and returned to the sect, we heard from the outer disciples who took care of you that you committed suicide because you couldn't stand the pain and torture all day long."

"We, several brothers, couldn't bear to see you like this, so we risked the world's condemnation and used forbidden techniques to use your remaining consciousness to send you into reincarnation."

At this point, a complex emotion flashed in Zou Mubai's eyes.

"We didn't want to talk about the past with you before, just because we didn't want you to think about the unpleasant things in the past. You won't blame us, right?"

There was a note of caution in Zou Mubai's voice.

As He Ronger listened to the senior brother's narration, her body trembled slightly, her eyes became red, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails almost embedded in her palms, but she felt no pain at all.

Her heart was filled with mixed feelings, including shock and confusion about the past, as well as gratitude for the sacrifices and protection of her fellow brothers.

"Big Brother, I...Is this how I survived? Since I am your Junior Sister, how can I save Senior Brother Ying Qi?"

At this time, Fei Xiuwen interrupted in a soft voice, his eyes fell gently on He Ronger, as if he could see through every corner of her heart.

"Don't be anxious, Rong girl. Take your time. Your body is the capital of revolution. You should heal your wounds first, and we will find a solution for the rest. Remember, no matter what happens, we are by your side. You are not alone."

He Ronger looked up at Fei Xiuwen, then at Zou Mubai, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and nodded slowly.

In a corner where she couldn't see, Zou Mubai lowered his head, with a hint of worry and uneasiness in his eyes.