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

Zou Mubai stood not far away, looking at He Ronger's face full of pain and anger, his heart ached like a knife.

He knew that he had to break this misunderstanding, otherwise the rift between them would only get deeper.

"Rong'er, listen to me," he said gently but firmly, "The reason why we brothers resurrected you is because you are not only our little sister, but also the closest relative in our hearts. We have never thought of using you, let alone sacrificing you. We resurrected you only because we couldn't bear to part with you and hope that you can continue to live in this world."

When He Ronger heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, but was soon replaced by suspicion.

"You're talking nonsense!" She retorted excitedly, "Isn't Master also one of your relatives? He has given so much for us and for the lives of the spirit world, and even sacrificed himself in the end. Why don't you revive him? Is my position in your hearts not as important as Master's?"

Zou Mubai sighed.

His voice was low and full of pain: "Rong'er, you misunderstood. Master's sacrifice is an eternal pain in our hearts. We tried to revive him, but Master took the initiative to sacrifice his soul to save the spirit world. It was a great sacrifice that transcended life and death. Although we have the will, we are powerless to save the world."

Having said that, Zou Mubai paused and looked at He Ronger with deep eyes.

"Rong'er, I hope you can understand our difficulties. We have never thought of hurting you, and we don't want to see you suffer any injustice. If you have resentment and hatred in your heart, I am willing to bear all the punishment. I just hope you can give us a chance to rebuild our trust."

As he spoke, Zou Mubai's expression became extremely determined, as if he had made an irreversible decision.

He slowly pulled out a gleaming dagger from his waist. The blade of the dagger flashed a frightening cold light in the dark night.

The next second, "Puchi--" with a dull and harsh sound, the sharp blade mercilessly pierced into Zou Mubai's thigh. The blood instantly dyed his clothes red, slowly dripping along the edge of the dagger, splashing a bunch of enchanting blood flowers on the ground.

This scene happened so suddenly that He Ronger's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and her eyes opened wide with disbelief and horror.

"Senior Brother Zou, why are you doing this!" He Ronger exclaimed.

Her voice was trembling and distressed. She hurriedly took a few steps forward, wanting to stop Zou Mubai's crazy behavior, but was afraid to touch the shocking wound. She could only stand there helplessly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zou Mubai clenched his teeth, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, but his eyes were extremely firm, as if all the pain could not shake his determination.

"Rong'er, I know my words may sound like empty words to you. But please believe that what I said is true. I am willing to use everything I have to gain your trust. If you still have doubts, then let this blood serve as my oath."

His words were full of determination, and every word seemed to burst out from the deepest part of his heart, shaking He Ronger's soul.

He Ronger looked at Zou Mubai's face which was twisted by pain but still firm, and a complex emotion surged in her heart - shock, touching, and some indescribable feelings quietly growing.

Finally, He Ronger stretched out her hand tremblingly and gently held Zou Mubai's hand holding the dagger.

"Brother Zou, I believe you. I have received your kindness. But please don't hurt yourself like this anymore, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Zou Mubai showed a long-lost smile on his face, a smile that was filled with relief and gratitude.

"Rong'er, you believe me now, don't you? You are not angry with me anymore? You won't blame your other brothers either, right?"

He Ronger nodded heavily: "I don't blame you. If it weren't for your efforts, I wouldn't be where I am today." He Ronger said as she checked Zou Mubai's wound, "Senior Brother Zou, take the hemostatic pill quickly!"

When Zou Mubai heard this, he suddenly pulled out the dagger and let the blood continue to flow. He seemed not to feel the pain. He just looked at He Ronger intently, his eyes full of pampering and relief.

After taking the pill, Zou Mubai ignored the wounds on his body from the previous battle, quickly stood up, and pulled up the still dazed He Ronger, saying with unquestionable urgency: "Ronger, we have to leave here immediately."

"Senior Brother Zou, what are you doing..." He Ronger was driven by this sudden force and staggered a few steps, with doubt and confusion flashing in her eyes.

"Don't ask, time is running out." Zou Mubai explained briefly, "There are undercurrents in the Wanjing Sect, and our whereabouts may have been exposed. Si Yao and Ying Qi are in even more danger, and they need support the most right now. We can't stay here for even a second longer, we must return as soon as possible to prevent any accidents."

When He Ronger heard this, she suddenly felt guilty and self-blame.

She recalled her previous impulsiveness and willfulness, and couldn't help but lower her head, her voice choking with sobs: "Brother Zou, I'm sorry, I was too willful and didn't consider the overall situation."

She looked up at Zou Mubai's determined back, her heart filled with gratitude and admiration.

The inexplicable irritability and confusion just now seemed to have dissipated along with the fragrance of Zou Mubai, and was replaced by an unprecedented clarity and determination.

She realized that she might have fallen into Ji Mohan's trap before. The sudden emotional fluctuation made her lose her judgment. Thinking back on it now, she couldn't help but feel scared.

"Senior Brother Zou, thank you." He Ronger raised her head and said sincerely.

Zou Mubai suddenly lowered his head, and his eyes inadvertently met He Ronger's eyes, which were as clear as springs and seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. A subtle ripple involuntarily arose in his heart.

He hurriedly looked away, trying to hide his sudden panic and helplessness.

At this moment, He Ronger felt that everything had been talked about, and the previous depression in her heart was gone, and she suddenly felt enlightened.

She looked at the person in front of her with a smile, feeling a sense of joy and gratitude of having recovered what she had lost.

After a while, when Zou Mubai was about to take He Ronger's hand and lead her out of the dark cave, the air around them seemed to suddenly become heavy and strange.

Delicate and powerful spiritual powers gathered silently, as if pulled by an invisible force, slowly approaching where the two were, creating an indescribable solemn atmosphere.

Noticing this strange phenomenon, Zou Mubai suddenly became confused and stopped involuntarily.

Following the direction where the spiritual power was gathering, he shifted his gaze slightly, turned slowly, and his eyes fell on He Ronger who was standing behind him again.