Chapter 4 — Blood Tribulation Ascending Heaven

10 Junior brothers have been missing for many days, no one cares. Only I - after leaving the customs, saw his destiny lamp fluttering, so I quickly came to find him. That secret ice area was deliberately chosen and arranged by someone, only allowing monks under Nguyen Anh to enter. To save my little junior brother, I sealed off all of his cultivation, bit by bit digging through the layer of cold ice, using my bare fingertips... to pull him out of the cold death cave. At that time, his cold energy entered his body, his vitality was as thin as silk, his breath seemed to be empty. To drag him back from Ghost Gate, I slit his chest, took every drop of blood from his veins, and forced him to swallow it. It was to use life for life... to save his life. On the way back, my little junior brother lay limply on my back, his young voice sobbing and swearing: "Senior sister... I will try to become strong..." "From now on, I will protect you!" I just smiled slightly and did not respond. At that time, my thoughts were very simple — I had entered the Du Kiep period. By the time little junior brother caught up with me... I would have been flying for a long time. How can I... wait for him to protect me? But even though we know that, we still keep a little bit of hope in our hearts. It's a pity... Later, the person who swore to protect me, pretended to be sick because of my little sister, and tried to dig out my heart and take blood. Being caught red-handed by me, he still dared to arrogantly open his mouth: "Little junior sister is so cold, your dedication and enthusiasm is so useful..." "It's nothing to give you a little." I smiled softly, cold blood flowing through every vein: The heart... is the most fragile part of the human body. Every knife cut, every slice of flesh from my heart... this pain, I have never told anyone. Yet in his mouth, there was only one sentence: "Let her use it a little, it'll be okay". It turns out that humans are inherently difficult to sympathize with. Okay... It's best to let you taste it yourself. My wrist turned slightly, the sword light flashed. The tip of the sword pierced straight through Bi Ba's acupuncture point, pinning him against the cold wall. The sound of metal hitting stone echoed in the long hallway. After that, I slowly pulled out a blunt knife from my storage bag. The blade... still had dried blood stains from before. At that moment, little junior brother finally no longer dared to call me cruel. His whole body trembled, tears mixed with snot, crying and begging for his life: "Sister... sister... it was me who was wrong..." "Please forgive me, please don't kill me..." "Sister... sister..." The voice trembled, calling out that name - Something he had not uttered for many years. My movements stopped slightly in the blink of an eye. Perhaps, he thought... he had moved me. So, he trembled and called out a few more "sister" words. What a pity... I gently closed my eyes, sighing as softly as the wind: "What a pity... You dare target me... Even if you are my younger brother, today... it will be difficult to escape a life." 11 The blunt blade slowly penetrated deep into the flesh, the deep tearing sound resounded, making people's spines go numb. The little junior brother immediately screamed miserably, his voice broken, hoarse and trembling. His face was so pale it was scary, blood stained his shirt, and cold sweat dripped onto the floor. But… it's not over yet. I tightly grasped the hilt of the knife, slowly rotating it in his chest, each cruel blow stirred deep into his heart and lungs, the strong smell of blood spreading throughout the space. This is the feeling of taking heart. At first, it was just the blood and qi going backwards, the meridians felt like they were on fire, the pain was burning to the bone. Immediately after that, the internal organs and organs began to suffer pain that felt like it was tearing apart the ribs, as if being burned by fire inside the body. Just a few stabs, cold sweat had soaked through his shirt, every strand of hair stuck to his forehead, his face was pale, the corners of his lips trembled soundlessly. Looking at him now, he was like a dying dog, his breath was weak but still writhing and clinging to the last breath. But... It's because of him

There's still some protective cultivation left, so you can't die immediately. He was forced to survive in agony, every breath felt like stepping on a knife's edge. I bowed slightly, my voice was as cold as the wind blowing from U Minh: "Are you comfortable?" He clenched his lips, tremblingly biting the corner of his mouth, trying to beg pitifully for his life: "Senior sister... I don't know... you were in such pain that day..." "I... I was wrong, senior sister... I knew it was wrong..." I didn't answer, and forcefully pulled out the knife. The steel blade rubbed against flesh and bone, emitting a cold "swoosh" sound. He let out a choked sound, his body convulsed violently, blood splattering all over the wall. My eyes were cold as ice, my voice faintly echoed: "Do you really... don't know, or do you... not want to know at all?" “Little junior brother, you are no longer the six-year-old child you once were.” “If you want to lie, at least act a little cleverly.” The expose was like a sharp blade, cutting straight into what little dignity he had left. The little junior brother stiffened, but not long after, his entire mind was broken, his hoarse voice shouted: "Dung Thanh!" “Why do you think I became like this?” "It's all because of you! If you hadn't pampered me back then, wouldn't have tolerated me, how would I have come to this point today!" "You ruined my life! Dung Thanh! You... will not die properly!!!" 12 He screamed hoarsely, hissing hoarsely, as if he truly believed that everything he had become today... was my fault. I remember, the mortal world has a specialized word to refer to such people... Ah, that's right - "disobedient wolf". But judging by the little junior brother's cultivation level, he doesn't even deserve to be called a wolf... At most, he's just an... ungrateful dog. I tilted my head slightly, the corners of my lips curled into a cold smile, my hands clapping slowly in a round of applause: "Very good... very good!" When he saw that, a ray of hope seemed to shine in his eyes. He thought I was happy, so he cried even more pitifully, his voice hoarse and refusing to stop. Perhaps he thought that if he pleased me, he would be spared his life. But I... Never had that intention. Right before he could rejoice, I slashed his cold blade straight through his chest and ripped out his entire heart. The deep sound of flesh tearing echoed in the quiet room. His eyes opened wide, in extreme horror, as if he couldn't believe that I was actually going to kill him. I just coldly pulled the sword out of his chest, letting his body slowly slide down, lying completely on the cold stone floor. In my hand, my heart is still beating weakly, hot like embers. I let go of my hand nonchalantly, with a dry thud, it fell to the ground, rolled around, covered in dust. I lowered my eyes and glanced at it, slightly curling my lips and smiling: "Unexpectedly... your heart is also red." Now, next to little junior sister... Only big senior brother remains. I didn't need to think twice to know that they would definitely run to where the master was in retreat. It's a pity... I've already arranged a large formation there. When I slowly walked over, sure enough, as expected, I saw two people locked in a formation. Among all the senior brothers, senior brother is the one who has the least difference in realm with me, and in addition, he has many magical weapons in his hands. But... Even though he used all kinds of treasures, he still couldn't crack a single trace of the killing array. As for me, I only need one thought, freely moving back and forth between the formations, like a dragon returning to the wide sea. As soon as he saw me, the senior brother immediately lost his temper, his face turned pale, his hoarse voice trembled: "Dung Thanh! You are at the master's door... If you dare to touch the junior sister, the master will not forgive you!" As he spoke, he stepped back step by step, his back close to the magic formation wall. His eyes looked at me, as if he was seeing a devil crawling from hell, emitting a fiery murderous aura

huff. But... He guessed right. I, am the devil demanding their lives.