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Su Yingxue rushed to the highest boulder and shouted, “Those who want to survive, stop!”

The female slaves who were frantically searching for food and fighting initially paid no attention.

It wasn’t until she brandished the red jade soft whip with a crack sound, leaving a resounding echo, that it whipped through the air and left a deep mark on the mountain rock.

The female slaves were all stunned by the display of strength and authority.

They were all people who had survived on the edge of life and death. They more or less had some survival skills, and they were people who would do anything to survive.

Yet, they were all awed by Su Yingxue’s authority.

Although Su Yingxue’s figure was slender, her face devoid of color, pale to the point of translucence, her words carried an unwavering forcefulness. “Instead of fighting like this and only one person survives, why don’t we work together and let everyone survive?

“You make it sound simple. There’s only enough food in the forest for one person, and what about the wild beasts? How will we survive?” someone immediately countered.

“Yeah, you just want to be the lone survivor and let the rest of us die here!”

Those who had made it here were all selfish and fearless, driven solely by the desire to live.

“The forest’s food may only sustain one person, but aren’t there enough wild beasts in the forest for multiple people to share? If we hold out for seven days, everyone can make it out alive. Continuing to fight is akin to living in purgatory. How do you intend to survive?” Su Yingxue’s questioning pierced straight into their souls.

How to survive…

These individuals, who had narrowly escaped death, had never been allowed to choose how to live.

But now, Su Yingxue had presented them with that chance!

Rong Sheng had endured a night of torment. When she awoke, her lips were already bruised from biting. As usual, she cleaned herself before returning to the bed. With a cold, otherworldly beauty, she declared, “I want to see Su Yingxue.”

The morning sunlight streamed in, illuminating the naked man on the bed. His muscular chest and smooth muscles exuded strength. Lazily reclining with his hands behind his head, he presented a captivating sight.

His tone was lazy as he responded, “What’s there to see about Su Yingxue?”

Was Su Yingxue more appealing to him?

Was her body more appealing to him?

Rong Sheng had no interest in his body whatsoever. Each time such a situation arose, it was torture for her. She only wished for it to end, feeling nothing more.

She left Chu Yifeng with a cold back. She stated, ” Su Yingxue needs time to recover. If you want to train in a place like the back mountain, you should wait until she’s better. Let her out first, and let me heal her.”

“Tsk!”

The man sat up on the bed, still naked, with a few strands of hair falling across his chest. His lazy, sexy demeanor accompanied his low voice. “Since when did Senior Sister become so soft-hearted? When you threw me in, you weren’t concerned about my injuries.”

At that time, he had lost an arm and was on the brink of death, far worse off than Su Yingxue.

But Rong Sheng had never worried about him.

However, when he survived and climbed out of the back mountain, she glanced at him coldly. “Consider yourself lucky.”

She was cold and merciless.

Now, she was worried about Su Yingxue. “Senior Sister, I’m jealous.”

He enveloped Rong Sheng in his arms, his naked body pressing against her, lazily nuzzling her neck. His heavy breath engulfed her.

Rong Sheng sank into her memories, her heart freezing.

That year, Chu Yifeng was thrown into the back mountain. To fulfill Wu Dao’s training, if he didn’t survive, Wu Dao would kill him.

She couldn’t save him, only watch helplessly.

Every day he spent there was endless torment for her.

Finally, she managed to endure and see him.

But she feared that her tears would extinguish the fighting spirit he had cultivated so painstakingly.

The will to survive.

So she pretended to be cold, offering no comfort and saying those words to him.

Rong Sheng closed her eyes, banishing irrelevant thoughts from her mind. “Chu Yifeng, stop joking. If she dies, our plan will fail. If we can’t kill Wu Dao, we’ll all die!”

Wu Dao would eventually realize that Chu Yifeng didn’t possess the soul he desired.

He was simply Chu Yifeng.

Unlike Han Yuwen, who obediently followed Wu Dao’s orders, she had always desired to kill this person and end the world’s evil!

Just like her senior sister, Long Shuli!

When Wu Dao realized that Beiling City wasn’t completely under his control, she, who had transmigrated into Princess Beiling’s body, would surely meet her end!