The improved female villains regained their memories.

The Vermilion Bird transformed into a small bird and perched on her shoulder.

Feeling somewhat weary, she said to Zhuque, "Tell me, if you love someone, would you rather they live or die?"

Zhuque blinked: "Of course I hope he lives. Why do you ask that, my lord?"

"is it?"

Su Murong closed his eyes wearily, clutching Yang Pingsheng's keepsake, and didn't contact him for a long time.

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You've really given me a tough challenge.

Thinking back to my original world, in order to keep you alive, I shamelessly took a position in the palace and recognized that dead woman as my mother, but you, in the end, still died completely.

You and my mother are both people who, once you've made a decision, go all out to do it.

You never consider other people's feelings, because that's your idea of ​​love.

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Love is such a cruel word.

You love me so much, what should I do?

In my life, if it were possible, I wouldn't want you to die.

But when you came to me that night, the way you looked at me made me realize that you couldn't tell me directly because of Wen Shihan and the female villain.

Why? Because you know that the moment you say it, none of the villains will support you.

Even I...wouldn't.

No one will support you, because everyone loves you and wants to be with you.

Love is inherently selfish.

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So be it, Yang Pingsheng, who made me love you?

After all, I don't want you to be alone on this journey.

I will be your collaborator, don't worry. I will act according to the situation and thwart their plans.

I will... cooperate with you and witness the moment of your downfall.

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Aha, I'm very enlightened, aren't I?

Hmph, that's good enough.

When you questioned me about why I sacrificed others to save you, I understood what kind of person you were.

You certainly don't want us to sacrifice ourselves, right? Whether it's Jiang Mochang, Wen Shihan, Luo Benmo, or any one of us.

I know you too well; you probably want to be a hero and shoulder everything alone.

Then... go do it.

Just as I am my mother's pride, Yang Pingsheng, you are also my pride.

You can definitely solve all the problems, I believe in you, because I love you!

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Huh?

strangeness......

Even though I've already prepared myself for this, why is my heart still aching more and more?

Why is the scene in front of me blurry and my cheeks wet?

Why... I still want to hold your hand and beg you not to die?

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Love is truly a source of confusion and torment.

It seems that our lives have come to an end in this lifetime.

In the next life, I don't want to look for you again. I've already looked for you once, why would I look for you a second time?

In the next life... you must come find me.

After all, I am the biggest contributor, you absolutely, absolutely cannot forget me!

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The night was deep, and the moonlight poured into the room like water, illuminating Shi Guijia's slightly tired but still sharp face.

She slowly opened her eyes, her pupils shimmering with brilliant golden light, as if two golden dragons were swimming within them, with a faint, deep dragon roar emanating from them. Her gaze pierced through the walls of the room, through layers of void, as if she could see through the fate of all things in the world.

The ninth-grade magical artifact—the Eye of Destiny—finally stabilized thanks to her efforts. Unlike the Destiny-Observing methods of Zhiyuan and Xiao Qitian, the Eye of Destiny not only reveals a person's innate fate but also captures their destiny trajectory over a period of time, that is, their "luck." Even more astonishing is that the Eye of Destiny requires no spiritual energy or other resources, is always active, and can be used at any time. This means that Shi Guijia can silently observe the fate of anyone, anytime, anywhere.

This ability is nothing short of miraculous.

Ye Buxin had already demonstrated the hidden power and magnificence of fate to its fullest extent. And now, this ability had been transplanted into Shi Guijia and her daughter. Shi Guijia's combat power had thus reached a new level. As long as one is born into this world, one has destiny; as long as one is still active, one has fortune. This is an inescapable law, and even those who have mastered the True Mark of the Great Dao cannot guard against her prying eyes. After all, the Eye of Destiny can be kept open indefinitely, while the True Mark of the Great Dao cannot be maintained at all times.

Shi Guijia picked up a bronze mirror, and with its reflection, she saw her future destiny.

In the mirror, a golden phoenix circled above her head, crying out loudly, its voice clear and majestic. Dark clouds hung heavy overhead, pressing down as if to devour everything. Yet, the phoenix was fearless, flapping its wings and soaring high, tearing through the clouds, letting sunlight stream down and dispelling the darkness.

"It seems I've weathered the crisis. Neither Ye Buxin nor Tai Xu could harm me," Shi Guijia muttered to herself, her brows furrowing slightly. "Was it Song Panning and Wen Shihan's plan that succeeded? Or did I do something to change my fate?"

As she pondered, the scene in the mirror suddenly changed. The golden phoenix vanished, replaced by a deep darkness, like an endless abyss that swallowed all light.

"Huh?" Shi Guijia was stunned, a hint of doubt and unease flashing in her eyes. She stared intently at the mirror, trying to find the answer, but the darkness seemed to have a life of its own, completely engulfing her vision.

"What does this mean?" she murmured softly, her fingers unconsciously tracing the mirror's surface, a surge of indescribable emotion welling up within her. Her ability to read fate had never revealed anything like this before. Was it a warning from destiny, or perhaps a foreshadowing of some unknown variable?

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her turbulent emotions. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze held a newfound resolve. Whatever that darkness meant, she would not back down. Fate could be glimpsed, but it would never be surrendered to.

“It seems the future is not set in stone,” she said in a low voice, a hint of coldness in her tone. “In that case, let me see what lies hidden behind this darkness.”

Her fingers gently brushed across the mirror, and the golden light shimmered again, attempting to fight against the darkness.

But to her surprise, the phoenix didn't even appear this time, as if it had gotten lost and couldn't return.

What's going on?

For some reason, she felt a pang of anxiety, as if something bad was about to happen.

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Su Murong felt much better.

After a day of relaxation, she figured it out.

Regardless of the circumstances, she had to help Yang Pingsheng; after all, it was his choice.

Just as he made up his mind and rode the Vermilion Bird to the palace, he encountered Shi Guijia rushing out.

The two met, and it was somewhat awkward.

Having just bullied the other party's daughter that morning, Su Murong felt a little guilty, wondering if this person was here to settle scores. But she still forced a smile and asked, "Where are you going, sister?"

Shi Guijia didn't say anything, she just stared at her.

"Sister?" Su Murong called out tentatively.

"Strange, why are you like this too?" Shi Guijia muttered to herself, completely ignoring her.

After watching for a while, she remained silent, then turned into golden light and flew away.

Suzaku leaned closer and asked, "My lord, what's wrong with her?"

Su Murong scratched his head: "I don't know, but she's definitely not here to show off her eyes to me."

Was it just her imagination? She felt that Shi Guijia's eyes were a little different, as if... they were emitting golden light?

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Shi Guijia stood at the highest point of the courtyard, the night wind rustling her clothes.

Golden light shimmered in her eyes, and the power of her Fate-Observing Eye allowed her to pierce through layers of void, reaching the depths of destiny. The fates of Yang Pingsheng, Qi Feng, Luo Benmo, and Yang Luoyi were clearly visible in her eyes, unfolding like a series of paintings before her.

However, when she saw the paintings clearly, her brows furrowed, and a look of shock and confusion flashed in her eyes.

"How could this happen?" she murmured softly, her voice filled with intense, undisguised confusion.

In her vision, Yang Pingsheng's fate was like a chaotic fog, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry. His future seemed to be obscured by some powerful force, which even the Eye of Destiny could not fully perceive. Shi Guijia could only vaguely see his figure moving forward in the darkness, as if carrying some heavy mission, yet appearing lonely and helpless.

Qi Feng's fate was like a wisp of smoke, sometimes gathering, sometimes dissipating. Its future was full of uncertainty, as if it could be swept into a huge storm at any moment. Shi Guijia's gaze lingered on its trajectory for a moment before moving on to the next thing.

Luo Benmo's fate was like a sharp sword, pointing straight to the heavens. Her future was destined to be filled with battles and conflicts, a journey through the clash of swords. Shi Guijia watched her figure traverse the battlefield, her form gleaming with unwavering determination, yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible weariness.

Yang Luoyi's fate, however, is like a flower bud, delicate and fragile. Her future is full of hope and light, yet it also hides some unknown danger. Shi Guijia saw her smile as bright as the sun, yet at certain moments it was shrouded in shadow, as if she might wither at any moment.

What terrified her was that, apart from Yang Pingsheng, everyone else's fate was suddenly swallowed up by darkness and disappeared.

"How could this be?" Shi Guijia muttered to herself again. She had thought that with the power of her Fate-Seeing Eye, she could see and control everything. However, the trajectory of fate before her made her feel more powerless than ever before.

Before she came, she had seen many people, some good and some bad, but no matter what, in the end, they were all swallowed by darkness.

Villains are one thing, but why are ordinary people like this too?

She looked at Yang Pingsheng again, at his chaotic and uncertain fate.

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Everyone's fate will undoubtedly be swallowed by darkness.

But it seems that Yang Pingsheng's was not swallowed up?

Chapter 727 My Sorrow Cannot Be Flowing Like a River

Shi Guijia stood on high ground, her brows furrowed, her gaze fixed intently on the distance.

In her eyes, the river of fate flowed before her, yet the scene before her filled her with unprecedented confusion and unease.

"This is really strange," she murmured, a hint of doubt in her voice that she couldn't hide.

If it were merely because the villains' fates were intertwined with Yang Pingsheng's, leading them to face a shared predicament, that would be understandable. However, what puzzled her was that the fates of ordinary people were also being swallowed by darkness, as if the entire world was heading towards destruction.