Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

He tilted his blood-soaked head, a smirk playing on his lips: "Speaking of which, this isn't the first time you've killed your own brother..."

Zhang Ruoxue looked surprised: "What are you talking about?"

"Of course, I'm not talking about a real younger brother, but to you, it should be similar."

"you……"

Zhang Ruoxue had already realized Qu Wuxin's meaning, but she was unwilling to believe it.

"What nonsense are you talking about..."

"Don't ask questions you already know the answer to~ Look—"

Qu Wuxin stretched out his withered and thin finger and pointed at Zhang Ruoxue.

No, to be precise—

"That person is right behind you."

……

Behind me?!

Zhang Ruoxue suddenly turned her head.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohan's figure came into view.

That was indeed the Zhang Xiaohan I had seen in Jinglin Village, the Zhang Xiaohan who held an indelible place in my memory.

A clean-cut, slender young man, with the innocent beauty of an eleven or twelve-year-old child, stood before Zhang Ruoxue, smiling faintly.

The other person was wearing simple cloth clothes with three or four patches on them.

That was something I sewed myself for Xiaohan, who loved to play around...

"Minor Cold...!"

Zhang Ruoxue felt her heart pound violently, and driven by her emotions, she hurriedly walked towards Zhang Xiaohan.

however--

"Don't come any closer."

Her response was Zhang Xiaohan's cold and heartless words.

"Xiao Han?"

Upon seeing Zhang Xiaohan's face, which seemed utterly unfamiliar to her, Zhang Ruoxue was stunned.

Would Xiao Han... make such an expression?

It was incredibly chilling, with an indifference as if looking at a dead person, and a hatred as if looking at an enemy.

As if seeing the thing they least wanted to see, their eyes were filled with disgust and loathing.

"Don't come any closer, you don't deserve to be my sister."

A single sentence struck right to the heart.

Zhang Xiaohan stared coldly at Zhang Ruoxue: "If you hadn't been so weak, I wouldn't have died at the hands of those dead Taoists from the Jin Yao Dao Alliance."

“What truly killed me was not those Taoist priests, but your weakness and cowardice.”

Zhang Ruoxue involuntarily took several steps back, her face filled with disbelief: "Xiao Han...you..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

A terrifying voice, like a ghost, rang in my ears—

"He's right, it's because you're too weak."

Qu Wuxin's face suddenly appeared on Zhang Ruoxue's shoulder, his distorted face still dripping blood, drop by drop falling onto her delicate shoulder.

From that blood-stained mouth, words slowly escaped, causing Zhang Ruoxue's heart to tremble violently.

"Think about it carefully, wasn't it the same back then? When you were still Qu Wenxue, you also watched your own younger brother fall into the sea of ​​fire and never be able to escape."

"Even not so long ago... you only killed me, you didn't save me, sister~"

"That's right, Zhang Ruoxue—"

Zhang Xiaohan licked his lips wickedly, his eyes filled with hatred.

"You were never worthy of being my sister from the very beginning. If it weren't for you, I would probably still be alive and well."

"It's all your fault," Zhang Xiaohan said.

"If only you hadn't been here in the first place," Qu Wuxin said with a smile.

The words of her two younger brothers kept echoing in Zhang Ruoxue's ears.

For some reason, her body suddenly became immobile, and her spiritual energy seemed to be sealed off.

His soul was trembling.

Zhang Ruoxue's soul, her memories, and her heart trembled violently at this moment, as if knives were constantly stabbing her already fragile heart.

One cut at a time...

She was breathing heavily, and her expression gradually became terrifying.

If only I hadn't existed in the first place.

With these words filling her mind, Zhang Ruoxue's expression grew increasingly blank.

In a fleeting moment, her mind seemed to clear, and she immediately shouted, "No, you are all fake! You are all manifestations of resentment!"

That's right.

Unexpected.

Zhang Xiaohan and Qu Wuxin suddenly admitted it.

Zhang Xiaohan wore a wicked smile: "Even if we're fake, so what? Are we wrong with what we said?"

"Yes," Qu Wuxin smiled slightly, "What does it matter whether what we just said is correct or not, or whether we are telling the truth?"

"You still can't deny what we said, right?"

—The barely held-up willpower was crushed again in less than half a minute.

With her limbs feeling weak, Zhang Ruoxue felt an unprecedented sense of weakness. Her saintly body seemed to be an illusion, and she couldn't muster any strength at all.

Zhang Xiaohan and Qu Wuxin were getting closer step by step. Zhang Ruoxue could clearly see that the sinister aura emanating from the two of them was spreading outwards.

Resentment...?

"Come here, sister—"

Zhang Xiaohan and Qu Wuxin spoke at the same time.

"Come with us..."

"Go to hell!"

……

I couldn't refuse.

Zhang Ruoxue's soul trembled violently, even though she realized that if she were touched by these two people, she might fall into a bottomless abyss.

But she still couldn't refuse and was unable to move.

"Someone like her won't go to hell."

next moment.

A bolt of dark lightning struck at the last second.

Zhang Xiaohan and Qu Wuxin both paused at the same time, their entire bodies radiating a dazzling silver light.

The two let out extremely tragic screams, their heart-wrenching wails eventually distorting into sounds that no human could possibly make, and a few seconds later, they turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared into the dense forest.

At the same time, the shackles imposed on Zhang Ruoxue's soul also shattered.

My body has fully recovered.

"Someone like Ruoxue... will absolutely not go to hell."

"Even if he killed his own brother, the courage he had at that time, the courage to face everything and stick to himself... is something I can't match."

"So she will definitely have a perfect ending."

"I have always firmly believed this."

In the dense forest.

A figure slowly emerged.

Gazing at that familiar figure, Zhang Ruoxue, now able to move again, murmured to herself:

"You are……"

……

……

The vast and boundless grasslands.

Half an hour had passed since the group split into three groups and set off.

Within this half hour, everyone had completed their exploration of the area they had chosen.

"Damn it...!"

Lu Yingqiu, who looked like a young girl but whose real age was unknown, gritted her teeth and stomped her foot fiercely on the ground.

She nervously bit her nails, her face extremely pale.

"Why can't I find the exit yet... Everyone is still waiting for me in the academy, but I'm wasting my time in this place..."

"master……"

Ning Xuchen tried to comfort his master, but in reality, his own heart was not at peace either.

He had no choice but to swallow his anger and turn his gaze to the two figures that were gradually approaching from not far away.

Ye Yuchan, and Gu Xingzhuo.