The improved female villains regained their memories.

Yang Luoyi fell silent.

Like a defeated rooster, she leaned against Yang Pingsheng, unusually quiet.

There was only one grilled fish left. Just as Su Murong was about to reach for it, the defeated rooster raised its head again.

"Father, I want to eat!"

She gripped Yang Pingsheng's arm tightly and pleaded, "Please, Father?"

In the fiftieth round, Yang Luoyi finally couldn't hold on any longer and asked Yang Pingsheng to leave the ring.

She blinked her big eyes; at seven years old, she was at her most adorable, and no one could resist her.

Yang Pingsheng glanced at the unmoved Yang Luoyi and was about to say yes.

Another person landed in the pavilion.

"Sorry I'm late."

It is Li Chumo.

She sniffed the air and saw the last grilled fish on the table. She grabbed it with lightning speed and ate it in a few bites.

"Is this grilled fish made by Master? It smells so good."

As she ate, she met everyone's gazes, her eyes fixed on Yang Luoyi: "What an adorable little girl."

Yang Luoyi burst into tears: "Father, look at her."

Li Chumo's ears twitched, puzzled.

Su Murong suddenly spoke up: "This is Yang Pingsheng's daughter, our younger sister."

She emphasized the word "sister".

"I see." Li Chumo immediately smiled and used her oily hands to touch Yang Luo's hair. "Hello, I'm your half-sister?"

What brings you here too?

Yang Luo asked through tears, "Sister, are you eight years old too?"

"No, I'm nine years old."

Grass.

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Yang Pingsheng did not use the Great Dao True Mark to isolate his investigation, so Wen Shihan saw everything that happened in the pavilion.

In the past, she might have stubbornly rushed in and fought these women to the death, but now, she wouldn't.

She learned to stand by and watch, to be violent, to be shameless, and to be hypocritical.

These female villains are still living in a dream world, completely unaware of the path Yang Pingsheng is taking or the true nature of the enemies he faces.

That is a void more terrifying than death; it is the disappearance and erasure of existence, leaving no trace of you in the world from then on.

Wen Shihan couldn't accept this, which is why she resorted to such unscrupulous means to do this.

Layout on one floor, layout on two floors, layout on three floors...

Wen Shihan mentally went over the possibilities of ensuring Yang Pingsheng's safety again and again, murmuring the name that was already etched into her soul.

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Inside the pavilion, Su Murong also lowered the shadows in his eyes.

Li Chumo was, of course, summoned by Zhuque at her behest, and this action was the result of her orders.

She knew that Li Chumo would cooperate with her actions, and indeed, that was exactly what she expected.

Being a facilitator is truly a difficult job.

She couldn't directly contact Yang Pingsheng, so her excuse for coming today was to seek cooperation with Luo Benmo.

Su Murong is well-versed in human nature, so how could he not know what the female villains were thinking? Being a collaborator meant standing on the opposite side of everyone and bearing the infamy of not loving Yang Pingsheng.

Even so, she did it anyway.

She thought that only she knew that Yang Pingsheng had chosen to die, and that he must have a way to bypass Wen Shihan, but he needed her cooperation.

Yang Pingsheng will die...

The thought of this outcome made her heart ache so much she could hardly breathe.

But, but...

But if she didn't do this, how would she be any different from those female villains? Yang Pingsheng walked this path alone, how lonely he was.

She didn't know where the glory of this path belonged, but she was still willing to embark on this path with Yang Pingsheng.

Even if it means bearing the brunt of criticism.

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Wen Shihan stood in the shadows, his gaze as cold as ice, staring at Su Murong in the distance.

Her fingers tapped lightly on the jade pendant at her waist, making a soft sound. The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and even the wind became cautious.

The female villains present were completely unaware of Su Murong's thoughts, including Wen Shihan, who had been secretly monitoring him.

They simply believed that Yang Pingsheng wanted to use Su Murong to balance the villainous forces, while in Wen Shihan's eyes, Su Murong was nothing more than a pawn, a pawn that Yang Pingsheng used to obstruct her.

“Song Panning won’t expect that I have a way to counter her grand formation,” Wen Shihan muttered to herself, her voice carrying a hint of cold confidence. Her fingers tightened slightly, a sharp glint in her eyes. “If she’s willing to cooperate, that’s fine. If not, I’ll set up the formation myself.”

Her gaze pierced through the layers of shadow, as if she could see the battlefield of the future. Ye Buxin, the being known as "Heavenly Dao," remained her greatest enemy.

"The main enemy is still Ye Buxin." Wen Shihan's voice was deep and cold, as if it came from the abyss. His figure was shrouded in shadow and blended into the darkness.

"Heavenly Dao... If you were in the main world, you would indeed be invincible." A cold smile curled at the corner of her lips, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes. "But in the Netherworld, the Heavenly Dao is dead, and many of its methods are useless. Ye Buxin, I look forward to fighting you again."

Her fingers gently stroked the jade pendant at her waist, as if she were caressing a precious treasure.

"I'll make you understand the consequences of defiling the love between me and my brother." Her voice betrayed a suppressed anger, her fingers trembled slightly, and pain and hatred flashed in her eyes.

Wen Shihan's figure appeared exceptionally lonely in the shadows, yet possessed an indescribable power. Her gaze pierced through layers of darkness, as if she saw Ye Buxin's figure. The one who once filled her with fear and despair had now become her greatest target.

"Ye Buxin, you wait." Her voice was low and cold, as if it came from the abyss. "I will make you pay the price."

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The farce at the pavilion is over.

The long, chaotic battlefield has stirred the hearts of countless people.

During this time, Su Murong observed Yang Pingsheng's expression several times.

She saw that he was calm and smiling gently, watching their struggle as if he were watching a play.

Is it because they are prepared to die that they are so indifferent?

Su Murong felt confused. He had already made up his mind, so why was he suddenly going back on his word?

How can she prove her love?

Like Wen Shihan, like Luo Benmo, like Song Panning...

Like those female villains?

not like this.

Her love, Su Murong's love, shouldn't be like this.

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Of course she wanted to live with Yang Pingsheng.

I want to spend another New Year with him and make another wish.

However, he was destined to go down that path, and none of the villains would support him.

She is the only one.

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Su Murong suddenly smiled.

Life and death are common occurrences; take it easy, it's not a big deal.

Of course she loved her mother, Su Rouxue, very much, but so what? Su Rouxue still died.

In the end, all she can do is accept it, right?

So she laughed. She felt she shouldn't dwell on it; living aimlessly and dying with a clear conscience are different.

If Su Murong had to choose between Yang Pingsheng's life and Yang Pingsheng's glory, he would rather choose the latter.

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The fighting is over.

Everyone gradually prepared to leave.

Since Su Murong came to find Luo Benmo under a pretext, she should go all out and start talking to Luo Benmo now.

But she didn't; instead, she chose to ride the Vermilion Bird away.

"Goodbye, little sister Luo Yi! I'll come visit you again next time!"

Before leaving, she didn't forget to disgust Yang Luoyi.

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"My lord, where do we go back to?" Suzaku asked.

"Anywhere is fine with me," Su Murong said. "I want to clear my head."

"Shall we go to Immortal Valley?"

"Ah, let's go there."

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She and Zhuque arrived at the Valley of Immortals.

Within Fairy Valley, spiritual energy abounds, and lush greenery abounds.

Su Murong found a rock by the stream, sat down, and stared blankly into space.