Everyone's all smiles on the surface but secretly cunning, but the junior sister only wants to

This morning, just as dawn broke, a thin layer of mist still shrouded the earth. Jiang Chuhuai followed closely behind his master, Bei Xi, on their journey to the Xuan Tian Sword Sect. The master and disciple remained somewhat silent throughout the trip, as the number of their sect members participating in the competition was shockingly small.

Speaking of Jiang Chuhuai's sect, the Azure Sky Sect, it's truly a very special existence. Although nominally called a sect, it actually has fewer than thirty members, including the big yellow dog on the back mountain. The reason for such a small number is the extremely stringent requirements for entering the sect. To become a disciple of the Azure Sky Sect, one not only needs to possess a strong sense of righteousness but also the talent to communicate with the mysterious and unpredictable Heavenly Dao. Therefore, those who successfully pass the selection process and remain in the sect each year are extremely rare.

Jiang Chuhuai was one of the few lucky ones. Due to the sect's sparse population, almost all resources were concentrated on him. Everyone placed high hopes on him, expecting him to shine in the upcoming sect competition and achieve outstanding results. On one hand, this would enhance the sect's reputation and prestige; on the other hand, if they were lucky enough, they might even attract some outstanding talents to join the sect, thus preventing the sect from facing a lack of successors, decline, or even the extinction of its lineage.

Jiang Chuhuai was originally an upright, kind, and sunny young talent. Although his sect was not large, the disciples got along well and helped each other, just like a warm family. However, a sudden disaster completely changed the trajectory of his fate.

The mastermind behind all of this was a mysterious and unpredictable figure. This person was extremely cruel, and on a dark and windy night, he quietly infiltrated Jiang Chuhuai's sect and, like a ghost, began a bloody massacre. The entire sect, whether it was the highly skilled senior uncles and aunts, the innocent junior nephews and nieces, or even the big yellow dog guarding the back mountain, was not spared; not a single person survived.

Meanwhile, Jiang Chuhuai was struggling in a little-known secret realm. This realm held countless precious medicinal herbs and rare treasures, attracting numerous martial arts practitioners. Relying on his exceptional talent and extraordinary courage, Jiang Chuhuai overcame numerous hardships and finally succeeded in obtaining several rare and precious medicinal herbs. As he joyfully prepared to return to his sect with these hard-won gains, he envisioned presenting them to his elders and sharing his joy with his fellow disciples.

But the moment he stepped into the sect, the scene before him stunned him, as if struck by a bolt from the blue. The once bustling and peaceful sect was now a scene of carnage, rivers of blood, and a pungent, nauseating stench of blood filling the air. Familiar faces were now cold and stiff; his beloved senior uncles lay lifeless in pools of blood; and his adorable junior nephews, who had always played and laughed around him, were also dead in this catastrophe. Even more heartbreaking for Jiang Chuhuai was the fact that his most respected and revered master—Master Bei Xi—was nowhere to be found, his fate unknown.

Therefore, Jiang Chuhuai carried the heavy burden of a blood feud, and the anger and resentment in his heart gradually distorted his originally kind and upright nature. As time went by, he sank deeper and deeper into a ruthless villain who was feared by all and killed without blinking an eye. The cruelty of his methods of killing was so extreme that it was inhuman and chilling.

In fact, even while reading the novel, the astute Jiang Shiliu had harbored suspicions, secretly wondering if the mysterious figure hiding behind the scenes was sent by Su Luoluo. After all, although Jiang Chuhuai and Su Luoluo had shared an intimate moment, he hadn't blindly obeyed her or complied with her in everything. Clearly, Jiang Chuhuai possessed his own independent thinking and standards of right and wrong; his thoughts hadn't completely strayed from the right path.

However, fate cruelly played a cruel joke on Jiang Chuhuai. When his sect was massacred, the whole world seemed to collapse instantly. At this moment, Su Luoluo appeared like a ray of light in the darkness, appearing by Jiang Chuhuai's side immediately, offering him warm comfort and unwavering support. Not only that, Su Luoluo also constantly encouraged him to embark on this bloody and bloody path of revenge.

The most crucial point is that Su Luoluo personally told Jiang Chuhuai that after her in-depth investigation, she discovered that the national annihilation disaster that caused Jiang Chuhuai to lose his country and suffer endless hardships from a young age, as well as the murderer who cruelly massacred his sect, were actually the same person!

However, Jiang Chuhuai was not the kind of fool easily swayed by others' words. He naturally wouldn't blindly trust Su Luoluo's one-sided account. Therefore, Jiang Chuhuai secretly launched an in-depth investigation. After meticulous investigation and careful verification, a surprising result emerged—everything Su Luoluo said was absolutely true! Moreover, an even more astonishing piece of news followed: it turned out that his long-lost sister might still be alive.

This momentous discovery, like a lightning bolt piercing the night sky, instantly ignited the burning desire within Jiang Chuhuai to find his sister. To reunite with her as soon as possible, he resolutely embarked on a difficult journey to find her. This path was destined to be fraught with twists and turns, even leading him astray from the right path and transforming him into a vicious villain in the eyes of many. Yet, even so, Jiang Chuhuai remained steadfast, unwavering in his resolve…

When Jiang Shiliu recalled the tragic fate of her villainous brother, she couldn't help but feel an indescribable pain and pity. Who would willingly abandon their conscience and morality to become a murderous monster deserving of universal condemnation if not forced into a corner and left with no other choice?

At the same time, Jiang Shiliu felt utterly indignant and helpless about her predicament. She blamed the unscrupulous author of the original novel for not only manipulating the fates of the characters at will, but also forcibly dragging her, a complete stranger, into this unfamiliar world without cell phones, televisions, or convenient food delivery services, forcing her to endure a full ten long years there! Heavens, why doesn't the heavens send down a thunderbolt to shatter this utterly despicable author! His wanton manipulation of the characters' lives was already excessive enough, but now he's dragging innocent Jiang Shiliu into this suffering!