"It was the father and son who destroyed your family and stole your life!"

Sun Jin's voice kept echoing in Jiang Qingyi's ears.

"Impossible, impossible..." Jiang Qingyi kept backing away, her face completely pale.

"You must be lying to me! You must be lying to me! You must be!" Jiang Qingyi's mind was extremely chaotic, unable to believe everything she had heard.

She couldn't believe her master was the son of her enemy.

And it was at this moment that Sun Jin found an opportunity and threw the hidden weapon in his hand toward Jiang Qingyi!

But Jiang Qingyi merely tilted her head slightly, and the hidden weapon grazed past her hair.

Almost simultaneously, Jiang Qingyi brought her fingers together, using her finger as a sword, slashing across his neck.

"Urgh..."

Sun Jin clutched his neck as blood spurted out from between his fingers.

"Save... me..." Sun Jin reached out his hand toward Jiang Qingyi, his pupils gradually dilating.

Jiang Qingyi looked at him with eyes like stagnant water, without the slightest ripple.

After a few breaths, Sun Jin's hand completely dropped to the ground, his eyes wide open staring ahead, blood staining the earth red.

"Qingyi! Are you alright?"

Xiao Mo finally arrived.

Seeing his disciple's unharmed silhouette and the corpses of Blood Butterfly Pavilion cultivators around her.

Only then did Xiao Mo breathe a sigh of relief.

Upon hearing her master's voice, Jiang Qingyi's delicate body trembled, and she slowly turned around.

The moment Xiao Mo saw Jiang Qingyi's eyes, his footsteps involuntarily stopped.

Xiao Mo had never seen such an expression in his disciple's eyes.

Qingyi's eyes had no color whatsoever, as if her entire being had died, her soul completely broken.

"Qingyi, what happened?"

Xiao Mo stepped forward, but Jiang Qingyi swung out a sword qi that struck the ground in front of Xiao Mo.

"Master... do you know?"

Jiang Qingyi slowly spoke, her voice coming from the depths of despair, filled with hopelessness.

"Actually, when I was very young, probably when I was one year old, I could already remember things.

I remember having a very happy family.

My father was a merchant with some wealth, and though my mother was ordinary, she was very gentle, loved me very much, and loved my father very much.

When I was two years old, mother gave birth to a younger brother.

My brother was very cute.

When he was a year and a half old, the first name he could clearly call out was 'big sister.'

From birth, I never knew what troubles were but when I was four years old, everything changed.

Several people rushed into our home, and as soon as they entered, they began massacring indiscriminately.

Whether it was the guards, servants, or the maid sister who took care of me, they all died.

The stone path was flowing with blood, and the pond in the courtyard turned blood red.

My parents stuffed me and my two-year-old brother into a cabinet.

Father and mother told us not to speak, and no matter what happened outside, we must not come out.

In the cabinet, I held my brother tightly, covering his eyes and ears.

Before long, sounds came from outside.

Through the crack in the cabinet, I personally witnessed my parents being killed by those people!

They finally found me and my brother.

Right in front of me!

They killed my brother!

Master, do you know what it feels like to watch your family members die one by one before your eyes, no matter how much you beg for mercy, it's useless?

They even killed your two-year-old brother!

Master, do you know this kind of despair?"

Xiao Mo: "..."

When Jiang Qingyi brought up these matters, Xiao Mo knew that Jiang Qingyi already knew everything.

"My entire family died, not one survivor. I was taken to a courtyard.

In this courtyard, I saw many people.

They tied me to a bed, took knives and cut open my back, and removed one of my bones.

It hurt so much, it really hurt so much.

I fainted from the pain at that time.

When I woke up, I was surrounded entirely by corpses.

Later I learned that the place where I woke up was called a mass grave.

I don't know how my wounds healed, nor do I know how I survived.

Perhaps Heaven took pity on me and had some immortal passing by heal me but I know that I survived!

At that time, I swore to Heaven that I would definitely live well, and I would avenge my parents and brother!

They killed my entire family, so I would kill their entire family!

Regardless of whether the enemy's family members were innocent, I would not spare them!

I wanted to kill his son in front of him, kill his daughter, then slowly cut him into pieces!

Everyone must die!"

Jiang Qingyi raised her head, her eyes filled with endless hatred.

"All these years, this disciple has been secretly investigating who killed my entire family, but there were never any clues.

That house from back then had already turned to ashes but Master... just now when I killed this man.

He said, Master, your father is the enemy who killed my entire family.

The purpose was to transplant my bone into Master's body.

Master, is this true?

Is everything he said real?"

Xiao Mo: "..."

"Master! Is what he said false! Was he lying to me!"

Xiao Mo: "..."

Jiang Qingyi's tears blurred her eyes, her right hand gripping the Xuanshuang longsword tightly, shouting almost hysterically:

"Master! Please answer Qingyi!"

"Master! Please speak!"

Xiao Mo sighed, raised his head, and looked directly into Jiang Qingyi's eyes, "The person you killed was called Sun Jin, one of the advisors of King Xiao's manor. Everything he said is the truth.

It was King Xiao's manor that killed your entire family, and I am the son of King Xiao Jing.

Your sword bone is in my body."

Hearing her master's words, Jiang Qingyi shook her head, "No, none of this is real... none of it is real... Master, you're lying to me, you're also lying to me, aren't you..."

"Qingyi, this is the truth."

"Liar!" In an instant, the young girl raised her longsword and pointed it before Xiao Mo's eyes, "Then why did you save me back then! Why did you bring me back to the mountain! Why did you teach me swordsmanship! Why did you treat me like a brother and father! Why! Why!"

"Because I owe you." Xiao Mo spoke calmly, "I reached the Nascent Soul realm at eighteen. I thought it was because of my exceptional talent, but it turned out I had transplanted a young girl's sword bone. One day, a woman told me that young girl hadn't died, so I left King Xiao's manor, wanting to find you and compensate you."

"Compensation... The son of the enemy who killed my entire family saved me! Taught me swordsmanship! Raised me! Rather than this, you might as well have killed me!" Jiang Qingyi shouted loudly.

Xiao Mo slowly closed his eyes, "Kill me then, fulfill your oath. This is what I owe you."

Looking at the man before her, the longsword in Jiang Qingyi's hand trembled continuously, tears rolling down her cheeks to the ground.

Finally, Xiao Mo only felt a sword wind sweep past his side.

Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes. The piece of skirt hem that the young girl had cut off gradually floated up before Xiao Mo's eyes.

She held her longsword and turned to leave, her voice coming from behind her, "From now on, you and I have no relationship whatsoever."