After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

"What's all the noise outside?"

Wang Lan followed the sound and pushed open the door, her clear voice carrying a hint of weariness.

Three years seemed to have been paused on her; her features remained unchanged, only the deep vicissitudes in her eyes were hard to conceal.

Ever since Shen Shuchou became bedridden and his treatment proved ineffective, a deep sorrow had settled between her brows.

Silently, fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes, and silver threads appeared at her temples, making her once bright face look increasingly haggard.

Hearing the sound behind him, the servant quickly turned around. Upon seeing who it was, he called out softly, "My lady!"

"Are you alone? Who were you talking to just now?"

Wang Lan frowned slightly, her sharp gaze sweeping over the surroundings.

She had just vaguely heard a woman's voice, and the voice seemed somewhat familiar.

The servant hesitated for a moment, still feeling lingering fear about what had just happened, unsure whether he should reveal the truth.

But after meeting Wang Lan's gaze, he slowly began to describe what the person looked like.

After listening to the servant's words, Wang Lan remained silent, leaning on the door frame as she fell into deep thought.

She already had a general idea of ​​who this person was.

In the end, she simply sighed softly, said nothing, and slowly retreated back into the courtyard.

......

Meanwhile, after leaving the Shen family's gate, Fifth Shushuang closely pursued the black-clad figure. In less than a quarter of an hour, the two had traveled a hundred miles from Fangzhou City, one after the other.

Along the way, no matter how fast Fifth Shu Shuang sped up, she could never catch up with the dark figure ahead. And the other party seemed to be intentionally maintaining a distance from her.

After another incense stick's time, the figure in front finally came to a stop on a mountain peak.

Seeing that he had stopped, Fifth Shushuang also stopped not far behind him.

The Fifth Book held his breath and stopped his stance. Looking at that familiar slender silhouette, the demonic energy in his body suddenly boiled and surged, as if a wanderer had returned home and was overjoyed.

The small figure that followed her around in her memory gradually overlapped with the person in front of her.

At this moment, Fifth Shushuang was completely certain that this person was her sister.

Three years ago, after Fifth Qinghan was taken away from the extreme cold wilderness by that masked person, Fifth Shushuang never heard from her sister again.

Later, Shen Xuejian took her to the Haoyue Sword Sect.

Over the past three years, Shen Shuchou and Wu Qinghan have become the two people she cares about most.

She cultivated diligently day and night, partly hoping to have enough power to protect Shen Shuchou in the future, and partly wanting to pull her younger sister back from the demonic path.

Now that she has left the Haoyue Sword Sect, it is not only to see Shen Shuchou, but also to find out where her sister is.

Unexpectedly, I met my sister by such a coincidence.

"Fifth Qinghan..."

Fifth Shushuang's voice trembled, and the last note dissipated in the wind like crushed moonlight.

Before the words were finished, the dark figure suddenly spun around, and a cold, eerie green light flashed through the gaps in the mask, like the ghostly eyes peering from the abyss.

A jet-black blade of light, imbued with demonic energy, pierced through the air, seemingly about to split the heavens and earth in two.

Fifth Book's pupils suddenly contracted, and his jade-like face instantly lost all color.

She instinctively swung her sword, the silver light swirling like a reversed Milky Way, barely managing to block the deadly blade.

The loud crash made her hands go numb, and the fierce wind whipped the stray hairs from her temples.

"Qinghan! It's me, the older sister!"

She staggered back half a step, the tip of her sword trembling as it pointed at her opponent, her voice choked with sobs and anxiety.

However, the only response she received was the menacingly approaching demonic blade—its blade was covered in strange runes, and every inch of its cold light exuded a murderous intent that kept people at a distance.

Fifth Shu Shuang stared intently at the demonic blade hurtling through the air. With a slight bite of her silver teeth, she used her longsword, imbued with a chilling sword intent, to meet the attack head-on.

The moment the sword and blade collided, sparks flew like fireflies, while the shadowy figure's attack was like a surging tide, one wave after another.

Each of the opponent's blades precisely targeted her vital points, but the moment they touched her clothes, they would strangely shift by half an inch.

Although Fifth Shu Shuang was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he had already distinguished himself among his peers when he first left the Bright Moon Sword Sect. However, he was defeated one after another under this fierce offensive and could not find any opportunity to fight back.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, she keenly noticed something strange—despite the howling wind and surging demonic energy, she had not suffered the slightest injury.

With a slight glint in his eyes, Fifth Shu Shuang suddenly realized that this seemingly deadly battle might just be a show of force.

She sheathed her longsword behind her back, standing upright beneath the sky, letting the dark blade light fill her vision.

The demonic blade, carrying a devastating aura, tore through the air currents, and wherever it passed, the mountains beneath its feet cracked open.

Even as the blade was about to touch his forehead, Fifth Shushuang remained unmoved.

The demonic blade suddenly stopped between her brows, and chilling demonic energy swirled around her.

"Qinghan..."

She called softly, a hint of understanding in her eyes.

Her response was a cold snort, and the demonic blade suddenly slashed horizontally, causing a few strands of her hair to fall.

Immediately afterwards, a demonic aura transformed into an invisible hand and pressed against her chest. The dark energy that was corroding her soul slowly flowed into the other's palm through her meridians.

Just as Fifth Qinghan was about to stop, his movements suddenly froze as his cold eyes caught sight of the two full, rounded peaks.

Then, as if possessed, he grabbed it—this sudden action.

This caused Fifth Book's cherry lips to part slightly, and a soft moan escaped her lips.

In an instant, Fifth Book's cheeks flushed crimson.

Just as she was about to speak, she was startled to realize that the shackles of her Nascent Soul Realm cultivation were beginning to loosen.

In an instant, she realized that it must be because of the demonic energy that had been extracted from her earlier. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a breakthrough could not be missed!

She immediately sat down on the ground, suspended in the sky, closed her eyes and concentrated, her spiritual power surging like a tide.

Seeing this, Fifth Qinghan turned around silently to leave, but after taking two steps, he kept looking back, and his steps became increasingly slow.

Finally, she stopped walking and stood silently not far from the Fifth Book.

With a flick of her finger, the mysterious mask was slowly removed, revealing an absolutely stunning face.

Beneath her nearly identical face to that of Fifth Book, she exudes a completely different aura.

If the fifth book is like the bright moon hanging high in the night sky, it is aloof, cold, and clear.

Fifth Qinghan was a shadow in the dark night, surrounded by deep black, his eyes like whirlpools, drawing people into boundless evil charm.

Three years ago, Fifth Qinghan personally destroyed that clone, completely severing Shen Shuchou's ties with the Death Court.

But when she turned around, she put on the mask of that clone, inherited the identity of the Hidden Venerable, and wandered in the bloody storms of the cultivation world.

In the past three years, her cultivation level has risen rapidly, leaping from the Nascent Soul Realm to the Void Realm.

Although she had been immersed in endless carnage for the past three years, she never forgot what she really wanted to do.

Although Fifth Qinghan was not by Shen Shuchou's side for three years, she was fully aware of everything that happened here.

She also knew that Fifth Book Shuang had gone to the Bright Moon Sword Sect.

Today marks her first visit to the Shen residence in three years.

When she arrived at the familiar yet unfamiliar mansion, she never expected to run into her sister there.

What enraged her even more was that Xia Lingyi, that bitch, had the audacity to take away her beloved Brother Shen.

This was her own oversight. She wanted to find Xia Lingyi and Shen Shuchou and crush that bitch Xia Lingyi with her own hands.

In the heart of Fifth Qinghan, no one is allowed to touch her Brother Shen; that is the most inviolable forbidden zone in her heart.

Just as her killing intent was palpable and the cold light in her eyes grew stronger, Fifth Shu Shuang suddenly opened her eyes.

In an instant!

"Clang!" A crisp and brilliant sword sound suddenly rang out like a thunderclap, as if it would tear apart the oppressive atmosphere in an instant.

Fifth Book's body was surrounded by thousands of silver-white sword energies, which roared out like a reversed galaxy.

The already shattered mountain trembled violently under this force, and the broken rocks, carrying spiritual energy, transformed into a waterfall that cascaded down.

The sword intent she unleashed during her breakthrough collided violently with the remaining demonic energy of Fifth Qinghan, exploding in mid-air with blinding light.

Fifth Qinghan's pupils narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously unleashed a burst of demonic energy.

The moment the demonic energy and the sword energy clashed, a piercing metallic scraping sound was produced.

She gazed at Fifth Shushuang, who was suspended in the light, and noticed that the aura around him was becoming increasingly ethereal.

After the shackles of the Nascent Soul Realm were broken, the pressure of the Body Integration Realm swept out like a tidal wave.

At this moment, Fifth Book's eyes, brimming with sword intent, were also fixed on that face that was not concealed by a mask.

"Qinghan... how have you been all these years?"

This was the first truly meaningful sentence spoken between the sisters after their reunion three years later.