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

Just a few days after Hu Baibai entered Meteor Valley, the sky on the Silver Stream Continent changed completely.

The matter of the Heavenly Demon has caused quite a stir, and the Shangqing Dao Sect has once again been thrust into the spotlight.

Sect Master Qiu Shengchun's secret search for the Heavenly Demon was exposed, and the sect lost five Transcending Tribulation Realm cultivators, which was a significant blow to the Shangqing Dao Sect.

Qiu Shengchun's actions led to the sect's elders uniting to remove him from his position as sect leader.

Song Yuhuan's actions earned him praise from the sect, and he enjoyed immense prestige for a time.

Shen Shuchou, who was responsible for supporting the Heavenly Demons, was also brought up. Feng Yangzi was even more audacious, using the forbidden secret technique of Stealing Heaven and Annihilating to protect his disciples. Such actions were no different from colluding with the demon race.

Although the person is dead, Gu Mo Zuo Shu, a disciple of the sect, is also wanted by the sect, and this task is being overseen by Song Yu Huan.

In addition, all kinds of forces, large and small, across the entire Silver Stream Continent began a large-scale search for the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon, including the demon race.

Everyone wanted to take advantage of the still weak Heavenly Demon and nip it in the bud to seize the legendary Heavenly Demon Pill.

Day and night alternate, and time flies by.

July of the 416th year of the Silver Flow Calendar.

Shen Shuchou has been a puppet created by Yu Linghuan using the cultivation methods of the Goddess Palace, and has been by Yu Shuiwei's side for three whole years.

Yu Shuiwei was six years old that year.

"Father, Father, look what I caught!"

By the small lake, Yu Shuiwei, barefoot and soaking wet, ran happily toward the man beside her.

Shen Shuchou, who was standing to the side, reached out and caught Yu Shuiwei, laughing, "Our Shuiwei is so amazing, she can even catch a turtle."

Yu Shuiwei proudly raised her mud-covered little face and said with a grin, "Then Father will reward Shuiwei with a kiss."

Shen Shuchou gently wiped away the dirt from Yu Shuiwei's face and lightly touched it to her delicate pink cheeks.

Yu Shuiwei squinted her eyes and enjoyed it, holding the little turtle in her hand and snuggling into Shen Shuchou's arms.

But just then, a voice that made Yu Shuiwei tremble rang out from behind her.

"Yu Shuiwei, what have you done now?"

Yu Linghuan stood behind her, her shapely figure glaring angrily at Yu Shuiwei, who was soaking wet.

Yu Linghuan suddenly regretted moving to this lakeside spot; initially, she had only thought it was a pleasant place.

But as Yu Shuiwei grew older, her mischievous nature as a child became increasingly apparent; she would either play with fire or water.

"Father, hold Shuiwei tight! I don't want Mother to scold me."

Yu Shuiwei burrowed even deeper into Shen Shuchou's arms, her little head buried tightly in his chest, not daring to turn around, her pink little hands still clutching the little turtle.

Shen Shuchou remained silent, a smile that seemed insincere always lingering on his usually gentle face.

Ugh!

Yu Linghuan sighed inwardly and didn't continue to berate her.

Looking at this father and daughter, Yu Linghuan sometimes thought how wonderful it would be if Shen Shuchou weren't a puppet at this moment.

Shen Shuchou's task was to accompany Yu Shuiwei, teach her to read, and give her the fatherly love she longed for.

During this time, Yu Linghuan was worried that Hu Baibai would return, but three years passed and she still couldn't find Hu Baibai. She also visited that small courtyard in the woods countless times.

Yu Linghuan was worried because she hadn't seen Hu Baibai. But when she went to Meteor Valley for the last time, she found a demonic aura growing there. That's when she realized that Hu Baibai was inside.

These past three years have also brought Yu Linghuan a different kind of feeling.

They were like a real family, and she was like Shen Shuchou's lawfully wedded wife, taking care of the father and daughter's three meals a day.

But Yu Linghuan understood that all of this was just a deception. She gave birth to Yu Shuiwei through a transaction and then used a secret method to refine Shen Shuchou into a soulless puppet.

Yu Linghuan didn't know how long this kind of life could last, but she truly cherished every day during this time.

Even if Hu Baibai eventually returns after achieving great success in her cultivation, she will bear the burden alone.

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In the western region of the Silver Stream Continent, there is a remote village called Changshun Village.

The local people are simple and honest, and the place is like a paradise, nestled in the vast fields.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow paints a picture on the horizon.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a figure was flying rapidly toward the village.

When the villagers discovered this scene, they immediately shouted to the surrounding area.

"Everyone come quick, there's a celestial master!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many figures emerged from the houses and all looked towards the horizon.

"How could a celestial master have come to this place? I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

An old man stroked his beard and frowned.

A woman who was cooking inside the house frowned when she heard the villagers calling from outside.

He then gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his forearm, and then looked at the white-haired old man sitting on the bench in the main hall and said, "Master, I'm going out to take a look."

The old woman and the young woman were Zuo Shu and Feng Yangzi. Three years ago, they casually moved to a small village to take care of Feng Yangzi.

Zuo Shu wore a coarse cloth apron around her waist, which covered her long, black hair, making her look like a married woman.

She no longer possessed the vivacity and radiance she once had in the sect; perhaps the only thing that remained unchanged was her beautiful face, untouched by the passage of time.

With her cultivation level remaining at the Nascent Soul stage, Zuo Shu gradually forgot about cultivation and now only wanted to take good care of her master.

Feng Yangzi's body has also aged considerably, and he is getting worse every day, with a full head of white hair and a face covered in wrinkles.

This is completely different from his former dignified and otherworldly appearance. He went from being a respected elder of the sect to a sickly, hunchbacked old man.

The immense sense of drop is like falling from the sky to the ground.

Feng Yangzi didn't speak; he was hard of hearing now and couldn't hear anything most of the time.

A sense of sadness welled up in Zuo Shu's heart. She had already lost her senior brother, and she feared that one day she would lose even her master.

Zuo Shu forced back the tears welling up in her eyes, then walked to the door, opened it, and prepared to look inside.

"Junior sister, it's been a long time."

Just as Zuo Shu opened the door, a figure landed in front of her.

When Zuo Shu saw the face of the person in front of her, her expression changed immediately.

"Are you surprised to see me?"

Song Yuhuan looked at Zuo Shu and said.

Zuo Shu's face turned ugly as she asked, "How did you know I was here?"

Song Yuhuan smiled and said, "Because your life tablet is with me, Junior Sister, I know where you are in the world."

"You are not welcome here, and I am not your junior sister."

Zuo Shu said coldly.

He was about to close the door when a pair of strong, powerful hands blocked the door frame.

"It's been three years, Junior Sister, don't you want to return to the sect? Look at you now, where is your former glory? As long as you come back with me, I guarantee you'll be even better than before."

Zuo Shu's face was as cold as ice as she said firmly, "What I am like now has nothing to do with you. Get out."

Zuo Shu also knew about Song Yu Huan's situation. If it weren't for him, her senior brother wouldn't have died, and her master wouldn't be in this state now.

If it weren't for her insufficient cultivation level, Zuo Shu would have wanted to kill him long ago. Now, she doesn't want to see Song Yuhuan at all, nor does she want to return to that sect.

"Could it be that you're still thinking about him, junior sister?"

Song Yuhuan ignored the warnings and forced his way in, a cold smile on his face.

But as soon as he entered the door, Song Yuhuan was stunned. A white-haired old man appeared in his line of sight.

Even though Feng Yangzi has changed into this state, Song Yuhuan still recognized him immediately.

For a moment, he couldn't believe it. He clearly saw Mei Yan kill Feng Yangzi with her own hands, yet she was still alive and well.

Seeing this, Zuo Shu quickly stepped in front of Feng Yangzi, her eyes fixed on Song Yuhuan.

"Master, you're actually here! Hahaha, you never expected this, did you! You, who were once so relegated to this state, have now fallen to such a state."

At first glance, Song Yuhuan realized that Feng Yangzi was just an ordinary old man.

The sheer joy he felt made him burst into laughter.

"Shut up. If it weren't for your master, things wouldn't have turned out this way."

Zuo Shu couldn't bear to listen any longer, and a strong killing intent flashed in her eyes.

"What kind of bullshit master is he? You all favor Shen Shuchou. What's so good about him anyway?"

Song Yuhuan's face immediately darkened.

"Our master has never treated any of us unfairly. I have liked my senior brother from the very beginning, and that is my own business. But why did you have to do this, causing our master to become like this?"

Zuo Shu could no longer contain her emotions and roared at Song Yuhuan.

"Because I want him dead."

Song Yuhuan's face twisted in pain.

A terrifying aura swept over them, and the houses and courtyards were engulfed in a storm.

Zuo Shu couldn't take it anymore and collapsed to the ground, a mouthful of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I've now become a disciple of True Master Xuanyang. Isn't that better than being under your tutelage? I'm grateful that you raised me, but what does it matter? If you can't give me something good, someone else will."

Song Yuhuan said with a gloomy smile.

Feng Yangzi's aged body trembled slightly, and a tear slid down his cloudy eyes.

Xuan Yang Zhenren is also a Tribulation Transcending Elder of the Shangqing Dao Sect, and at the same time, he is Feng Yangzi's mortal enemy.

There was an irreconcilable hatred between the two.

"Now is perfect. I originally planned to bring my junior sister back to the sect, but I didn't expect there to be such a surprise. Bringing you back to True Master Xuan Yang, I wonder what kind of situation that will be. I think Master will be very happy to see you now."

Song Yuhuan gave a sinister laugh.

"Don't even think about it."

Zuo Shujiao was furious and could no longer hold back. She immediately struck out and killed Song Yuhuan.

Now that Song Yuhuan has entered the Nascent Soul Realm, how could Zuo Shu, who is still in the Nascent Soul Realm, possibly be a match for him?

However, after just one round, he was defeated, and his overwhelming strength directly suppressed Zuo Shu's cultivation to the point that she could not move.

"Do you think I'm discussing this with you?"

Song Yuhuan grinned maliciously, then used his true energy to control Zuo Shufeng and Yang Zi, and flew straight towards the horizon.

The villagers were left alone, looking at each other in bewilderment.