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Chapter 1 Tragic Death in Previous Life

Qingyun Sect, Netherworld Prison.

The prison was pitch black, holding unforgivable demons and monsters, but a white figure stood out out of place.

Her body was covered in wounds, her white clothes stained crimson with blood. Her eyes were lifeless, and she was bound by iron chains, her form contorted. Blood gushed from the wound in her abdomen; the spiritual roots and elixirs that should have been there had long since been ruthlessly plucked out.

Footsteps could be heard fading into the distance.

"Second Senior Brother, do you think she won't die since we dug out Senior Sister's spiritual roots and elixir, and even broke her bones?"

"The senior sister deserves to die. Who told her to keep targeting the junior sister? This is what she deserves."

"Yes, such a treacherous and vicious woman deserves to die. I should have fed her more poison so she would know the consequences of bullying her junior sister."

"Brother Jinchuan has put in a lot of effort to help us capture our senior sister. I'll treat him to drinks next time."

"it is good."

Xie Wan Ning felt a chill run through her body as she listened to the cold and heartless words of her two junior brothers. Her junior brothers and sisters, her fiancé, all wished she were dead, yet she had worked diligently and conscientiously throughout her life, taking responsibility for the sect and caring for her junior brothers and sisters with all her heart, only to be hurt the most by the people closest to her.

At this moment, the surrounding demons and magical beasts suddenly rioted, constantly calling out the name "Yan Ze".

Master? Xie Wan Ning raised her eyes, a glimmer of hope igniting within them.

"Master, your disciple has never done anything to harm Junior Sister. Please investigate thoroughly."

Yan Ze was expressionless, his eyes were cold, and the way he looked at Xie Wan Ning was not like looking at a person, but rather like looking at an inanimate object.

Xie Wanning felt a chill on the back of her neck, but she pretended to be strong.

"Master, your disciple has none!"

Before she could finish speaking, Xie Wanning was speechless.

The master cut off her tongue.

Yan Ze drew his natal sword and swiftly brought it down.

Xie Wanning felt a sharp pain in her back; her spine was being torn off alive.

"This Phoenix Divine Bone is truly a treasure; all my years of hard work have been worthwhile." Yan Ze's eyes were filled with madness, and the smile on his lips was uncontrollable.

Xie Wanning fainted from the pain, only managing to glance at Yan Ze one last time in disbelief.

She was an orphan who wandered the streets from a young age. It was her master who brought her back to the sect and raised her with great care. While everyone else doted on her junior sister and despised her, her master would still silently care for her. She regarded her master as her biological father, but her master treated her like an object, discarding her at will after he had served his purpose. Why would even the master she trusted most abandon her?

Xie Wanning was awakened by being splashed with cold water. In front of her was a woman wearing a pink dress, with fair skin and delicate features.

"Senior Sister, Junior Sister came here specifically to thank you. Thank you for your spiritual root, Senior Sister. My spiritual root has now reached the Saint level. By the way, Senior Sister may not know, but your spiritual root is not an ice spiritual root. Your spiritual root is a Saint-level fire spiritual root, but it is mine now."

How could that be? Her spiritual root was personally tested by her master.

Xie Wanning couldn't make a sound, she just gave a bleak smile.

So that's how it is. Her master had lied to her from the very beginning. She had never received any real love from her master; it was all a scheme.

Seeing the despair in Xie Wanning's eyes, Ye Qianqian felt extremely smug.

"Senior Sister, it's such a pity. You can't come to my and Brother Jinchuan's wedding, and you can't give us your blessings and gifts. I'm very sad."

Ye Qianqian's smile grew increasingly arrogant, while Xie Wanning simply stared at her blankly.

How could Si Jinchuan, who said he would love her for a lifetime, her fiancé who would risk his life to shield her from monster attacks even when he was on his deathbed, betray her!

Tears flowed silently, and the sword in Ye Qianqian's hand pierced her heart without a sound, ending Xie Wanning's pitiful and tragic life.