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

A light drizzle fell over Suzhou, and the air was slightly cool.

Shen Shuchou walked along the damp street, heading in the direction of his home from his memories.

In my memory, Shen Shuchou lived in an old neighborhood in the suburbs and had to take the bus to school every morning.

Shen Shuchou did not choose to live on campus, but instead chose to commute. For someone like him who lives far from school, living on campus is better.

But Shen Shuchou still chose to commute to school because he was an orphan and wanted to be able to return to his own little home every time.

His adoptive parents took him home from the welfare orphanage and raised him.

Humans are subject to unpredictable fortune and misfortune, and the weather is unpredictable.

In my second year of high school, my adoptive parents died in an accident during a monster rampage.

All that was left for Shen Shuchou was a house and a sum of money.

Since then, Shen Shuchou has become taciturn, and has gone from being a boarding student to a day student. Every time he goes home, it is as if his family is still there.

Before he knew it, Shen Shuchou arrived at the entrance of the residential area, where the three large, peeling characters "Jinbiyuan" were prominently displayed.

"Xiao Shen is back."

An old man poked his head out of the security booth and greeted them.

Shen Shuchou retrieved a name from his memory and smiled: "Grandpa Zhang is back."

The Jinbiyuan residential community is mostly inhabited by elderly people who live there for health and wellness. They know each other very well and are aware of everything that happens in each other's homes.

After his adoptive parents had an accident, these neighbors often did their best to help Shen Shuchou in his daily life.

"You silly boy, it's raining and you didn't bring an umbrella. Come in and warm up, there's air conditioning inside."

Grandpa Zhang reached out and beckoned.

"It's just a light rain, so I won't trouble you any further, Uncle Zhang. I'll head home now."

Shen Shuchou declined the offer.

"You silly child, even Xiaoyu can catch a cold. Okay, okay, go home now."

After saying goodbye to security guard Zhang, Shen Shuchou walked inside.

He lives in Unit 2, Building 3 of Jinbiyuan, and quickly arrived at his doorstep by taking the elevator.

He took a deep breath, fumbled for the key in his pocket, inserted it into the lock cylinder, and turned it.

Pushing open the door, Shen Shuchou walked in. The changes in the house were exactly as he remembered.

The room has a simple layout of three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen, and one bathroom. The room is dark and feels a bit deserted.

Turning on the wall light, the warm, brownish glow spills into the living room, dispelling the darkness and bringing a touch of warmth to the home.

Shen Shuchou opened the refrigerator, took out a milk, opened it, and gulped down two mouthfuls.

The cool sensation slid into his taste buds, as if calming Shen Shuchou's boiling heart.

He then stopped in front of a bedroom, which was his adoptive parents' room.

After pausing for a moment, I turned the handle, went inside, and turned on the light. The first thing I saw was a photograph hanging on the wall.

The photo was taken at the wedding of my adoptive parents. They both have happy smiles on their faces.

Shen Shuchou's adoptive mother was named Fu Yan, and his adoptive father, Wei Wenming, both worked ordinary jobs.

Shen Shuchou walked to the bedside and sat down. There was a small photo album on the bedside table.

Shen Shuchou trembled as he picked up the photo album and slowly flipped through it. The first photo inside showed his adoptive mother, Fu Yan, and his adoptive father, Wei Wenming.

In the middle was a little boy of about four or five years old, with an uneasy expression on his face. The three of them stood together holding hands.

Below the photo album is a line of small print: "On July 7, 2013, I, Fu Yan, and I, Wei Wenming, adopted our godson, Shen Shuchou."

The name Shen Shuchou was given to him by the vice director of the welfare orphanage. His adoptive parents did not change his surname after adopting him.

The album is mostly filled with photos of the three of them, including one of Shen Shuchou wearing a down jacket standing in the snow with a snowman next to him.

There are photos of the family of three hiking together, photos of a meal together, and photos of Shen Shuchou celebrating his birthday.

Every photo is accompanied by a line of text that records that wonderful day.

As he flipped through a photo album, Shen Shuchou's eyes were already brimming with tears.

Crystalline, bitter tears fell onto the photo album.

Shen Shuchou wiped away his tears and said in a choked voice, "Dad! Mom! Shen Shuchou is back."

After nine lifetimes and a thousand years, he finally returned to the little home he had longed for.

Seeing his parents again, no one knows what Shen Shuchou's feelings are at this moment.

Sadness, joy, longing, or excitement are all inadequate to describe it.

Shen Shuchou spent a full hour looking at the 120 photos in the album.

Closing the photo album, Shen Shuchou walked out of the bedroom and gently closed the door behind him.

The gloomy sky outside the window slowly turned into a torrential downpour.

boom!

Lightning flashed within the distant dark clouds.

Shen Shuchou wandered around the house, looking at this and that, now filled with deep nostalgia for everything in the house.

After a while, he finally pushed open the door to his bedroom.

As soon as the door opened, Shen Shuchou frowned. The room looked like a doghouse, with clothes scattered all over the floor.

Was I this slovenly in my past life?

Shen Shuchou smiled helplessly.

Boys' rooms are usually messy and smelly, so it's really impressive if someone's room is as tidy as a girl's room.

It took me half an hour to tidy up the room and take off my clothes before I lay down on the bed.

Now that Shen Shuchou has cultivated for nine lifetimes, he can tidy up the room entirely with his mental power, but he wants to do it himself.

Shen Shuchou is now essentially an immortal being; he doesn't need to sleep or eat, and no one in this world can harm him.

Shen Shuchou wouldn't waste his cultivation for anything; he would just be an ordinary person.

He was already thoroughly fed up with all the fighting, killing, and everything else in his nine lifetimes of reincarnation.

Being alone is fine now.

...........

Xuanming Continent.

Heavenly Sword Sect

"Qin Hongyi, don't go too far. Don't think that just because you're now at the Great Emperor Realm, you're untouchable."

Jian Xiao looked warily at the stunningly beautiful woman in a red dress not far away.

"If I remember correctly, you once ambushed my master in the Netherworld Valley."

Qin Hongyi's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent, and her whole body exuded a killing aura.

"Qin Hongyi, what are you up to now? It's true that I ambushed your master back then, but now that you've killed him, why bother with this hypocritical act?"

Jianxiao mocked.

Jianxiao's words caused Qin Hongyi a sharp pain in her heart.

Yes! She killed her master in front of the whole world, the master who had loved and cared for her for fifty years.

For the past few days, Qin Hongyi had been thinking: with her master gone, what was the point of her living? She wanted to find her master to atone for her sins, but before that, she wanted to settle scores with everyone who had hurt Shen Shuchou.

"That's enough. Everyone who has hurt Master must die." Qin Hongyi's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent.

A long, snow-white sword appeared in his hand; this was Shen Shuchou's sword, Lengxiang.

Now she will use this sword herself to kill those who once harmed him.

The next moment, Qin Hongyi slowly raised her hand, and Leng Xiang slashed down in front of her.

The moment the sword was unleashed, the heavens and earth changed color.

The sword was surrounded by Daoist runes in the void.

A dazzling sword light flashed in the sky, like a shooting star.

The terrifying sword energy trailed like rainbows, converging from all directions like a vast army, leaving no corpse intact beneath its iron hooves.

"You're insane."

Jianxiao's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He didn't expect this crazy woman to actually make a move. Wasn't she afraid of attracting a siege from all the sects?

Before he could think further, he quickly took action to defend himself.

Under Qin Hongyi's sword strike that shattered the Milky Way, his defense was as futile as an ant trying to shake a tree.

In just a moment, it was shattered by the countless sword energies that rushed straight towards him.

"No!"

Jianxiao's pupils were filled with and dilated sword energy.

The next moment, Jianxiao's body was annihilated by the sword energy.

A deep abyss, a thousand feet deep, appeared before the Heavenly Sword Gate, within which a storm of icy sword energy raged and swirled.

"From this day forward, no disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect shall take a single step outside this territory; otherwise, they shall be killed without exception."

After killing Jian Xiao, Qin Hongyi coldly uttered a single sentence and soared into the clouds.

An uproar erupted within the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who was at the Mahayana realm, died without even being able to withstand a single sword strike.

Qin Hongyi's words were tantamount to putting the entire Heavenly Sword Sect under lockdown.

Of course, some disciples were not convinced. As soon as they stepped out of the gate, a sword aura flew out from the Sword Scar Abyss and tore the disciple's body apart with lightning speed.

The blood mist exploded in the air, and all the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect retreated in fear.

From then on, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect could only sneak out through the back door like rats.