"Will you take the Heart-devouring Pill and obey me for life, or will you stab yourself three times, exchanging pain for survival? Choose."
In the black forest where even moonlight couldn't reach, surrounded by over a dozen blazing fires, lay the ashes of fellow brothers and sisters.
Fang Xue lifted her head to face a visage hidden beneath a red veil.
Though obscured, the breathtaking beauty of that face was palpable.
Especially those eyes, shaped like peach blossoms, that should have been alluring yet were cold and indifferent, possessing an entrancing power.
Confronted by the owner's question, Fang Xue cried uncontrollably, staring at her blankly, murmuring:
"I don't want to die, I want to become stronger, I..."
In the next moment, she tightly gripped the short dagger, viciously thrusting it into her shoulder, pulling it out, blood spurting out!
Fang Xue did not pause, stabbing it into her chest, pulling it out, and then plunging into her abdomen.
