The improved female villains regained their memories.

Luo Benmo ignored the sisters' conversation and walked straight into the depths of the underground palace.

Her steps were calm and firm, her silver hair swaying slightly in the light, as if she had become one with the space around her.

Despite her outward composure, her wariness of Xu Anlu never disappeared. She knew that Xu Anlu, as a born emperor, was shrewd, cunning, and ruthless, and should not be underestimated.

Inside the underground palace, the number of spiritual roots was astonishing, each radiating a unique light, possessing different attributes, and of superior quality. Luo Benmo strolled among them, her gaze sweeping over each spiritual root, searching for something. Xu Anlu and Xu Anyin followed behind, silently observing her actions.

Luo Benmo stopped at the end of the underground palace, his gaze sweeping over the dense array of spiritual roots before him. His tone was calm yet undeniable: "I want them all."

Xu Anyin sneered, but this time he didn't rush to speak. Xu Anlu looked Luo Benmo up and down, and seeing her serious expression, she gently reminded her, "It's true that your talent can absorb spiritual roots, but there are more than five hundred spiritual roots stored in this underground palace, and each one is either high-grade or top-grade. Some of their attributes even conflict with each other. Are you sure you want to absorb them all?"

Luo Benmo nodded, his tone firm: "I'm sure."

Xu Anlu didn't try to persuade them any further; she simply gave them a look, and the two sisters left the underground palace.

In the underground palace, only Luo Benmo remained. She stood in the ocean of spiritual roots, her gaze deep and resolute.

"The final battle is about to begin, and I need to hone my skills first," she murmured to herself, her voice echoing through the underground palace.

"Without strength, how can I protect my life?"

A strong sense of obsession welled up within her. Everyone else was progressing, but she was regressing. She had once possessed a lightning spiritual root, making her unparalleled in combat, but now she had become an ethereal spiritual root, greatly diminishing her strength. And the final battle was set in the Netherworld, where even True Immortals didn't have the qualifications to participate. Only by breaking through one's limits could one secure a place in this great war.

"Only by breaking through my limits and utilizing my talent to the fullest can I have a fighting chance!"

"I will fight! What I want, I will only truly own if I fight for it myself!"

A burning flame of obsession blazed in Luo Benmo's eyes.

Aside from Yang Pingsheng, she never bowed her head in her life. She knew the strength of Ye Buxin and Tian Bulian, and it was precisely because she dared not underestimate them that she was determined to develop her talents to the fullest. This final battle was no longer just a contest of talent, but a contest of courage and determination.

Her small figure appeared exceptionally lonely in the spiritual light, yet possessed an unshakeable determination. She raised her hand, and a powerful suction force surged from her body, causing the spiritual roots in the underground palace to scatter and dance, their spiritual energy surging as if trying to break free from the constraints of this space.

hum-

The grand formation in the underground palace was activated, stirring up a powerful pressure along with the spiritual energy.

However, Luo Benmo simply raised his hand slightly and pressed down hard.

In an instant, the flames died down, the turbulent spiritual energy calmed down, and submitted to its master.

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“Sister, we have a business relationship with Luo Benmo, but look at her attitude, it’s as if we are her servants.”

Outside the dungeon, Xu Anyin stood next to Xu Anlu and complained to her.

"Alright, Xiao Yin, calm down."

"But, sister..."

Xu Anlu held up a finger and put it to Xu Anyin's lips: "Xiaoyin, look at Wen Shihan. Before, she was just a follower behind Pingsheng, but now she can stand on her own and make her own plans."

"Look at you again. While you certainly deserve credit for preserving the memories of our old world, you're still immature in other aspects and as impatient as ever," she said with a hint of exasperation.

Xu Anyin lowered his head, not daring to speak, after all, what Xu Anlu said was true.

A dark figure landed beside Xu Anlu and whispered a few words to her.

Xu An nodded: "Got it. Keep an eye on things. Don't worry about it unless it's absolutely necessary."

The dark figure nodded, turned, and left.

Xu Anyin blinked. Who was this dark figure? She had absolutely no idea.

"sister......."

Just as she was about to ask a question, a strong spatial fluctuation suddenly came from the dungeon.

Cracks appeared in the originally stable array, and countless spiritual lights surged out.

When the last ray of spiritual light entered the great formation, the entire formation shattered completely.

Xu Anlu didn't explain, but simply said, "It seems Luo Benmo is better now, let's go in."

Xu Anyin suppressed his doubts, nodded, and followed Xu Anlu inside.

"this......."

Upon entering the dungeon and seeing the scene inside, Xu Anyin felt a chill run down his spine.

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All the spiritual roots, like submissive creatures, prostrated themselves at Luo Benmo's feet.

Their postures were humble and devout, as if they were bowing down to a supreme monarch.

Her silver hair danced gently in the light, like a waterfall under the moonlight, shimmering with a cool luster.

Luo Benmo's silhouette appeared exceptionally lonely and dignified.

Her figure was petite, yet she cast a massive shadow in the spiritual light, like an insurmountable mountain pressing down on all the spiritual roots. The shadow enveloped the entire space, carrying an invisible sense of oppression that made people afraid to look directly at it.

Although the two sisters were not far away, they could only see her back.

A solemn atmosphere filled the air, and time seemed to stand still.

The kneeling of the spirit root, Luo Benmo's back, and that enormous shadow created a breathtaking scene. Xu Anyin subconsciously shifted, standing behind his sister.

She subconsciously looked at Xu Anlu, only to see her older sister looking calm, as if she was used to it.

'Could it be that I'm the only one who hasn't grown?' she thought with some disappointment.

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Yang Pingsheng has started his journey again.

After the picnic by the lake, he headed south, deep into the heart of the south.

Upon arriving in the south, the miasma and forests became noticeably more abundant, and the air was extremely humid, an environment that Li Chumo disliked.

Dampness makes it easy for rain to fall, and rain makes her think of the past, but not all of the past is pleasant.

They settled in a town, and today happened to be a festival in the south. The town was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, and even though their inn was not near the center, they could feel the lively atmosphere.

"Want to go take a look?" Yang Pingsheng turned to ask Li Chumo.

“If Master goes, I’ll go too.” She replied with a sweet smile.

"Wouldn't it be better if you went by yourself?"

"Master, do you want to get rid of me?"

Li Chumo leaned closer again, her voice whispering in Yang Pingsheng's ear with a strange allure: "If you want to get rid of me, Master, won't you have to pay some other price?"

The once obedient little apprentice has grown up. In addition to trading with Song Panning, he has now come to him to trade again.

Yang Pingsheng couldn't help but sigh, his villains really did grow up very quickly.

What do you want to trade with me?

"It's nothing. After all, I have the best relationship with my master. It's not a transaction. I just wonder what's so good about Su Murong that makes my master look at her differently."

Yang Pingsheng smiled and patted her head.

They went after all. There were many activities in the town, but they were mostly just plays for the locals to watch. The kind of activity Li Chumo had imagined, like throwing a bridal bouquet, didn't happen.

The regrets of the Seventh World can never be completely made up for.

When she returned, Li Chumo's hands were covered in food, and her happy smile showed that she was quite satisfied.

Yang Pingsheng followed behind her carrying a large pile of things. Only after they returned to the room did he let out a long sigh and sit down in a chair.

"Master, you're really getting worse and worse. It's a wonder you've become so strong. You've been out with me all day, and you're already this tired?"

Yang Pingsheng was a powerful cultivator at the Enlightenment Realm, so how could he get tired after just one day of shopping? But he didn't explain, and said with a smile, "You're happy, and my emotions are affected by yours, so naturally I'll get tired."

"So, Master doesn't want me to be happy?"

"On the contrary, if being tired makes you happy, I'm willing to be tired every day."

"Master is so eloquent. He must say the same thing to everyone else, right?" Li Chumo smiled at him.

Before he could answer, she continued, "That's definitely the case. Master has already prepared different talking points for each of us based on our personalities. Now that you can see through the essence of things, it's even easier for you to control us."

She threw herself into Yang Pingsheng's arms, pouting, "I want to punish Absorbent by making him sleep with me tonight, and also, tomorrow I want..."

What does she want tomorrow?

Yang Pingsheng didn't hear clearly.

He was drawn to Li Chumo's "absorption," unsure whether he was hallucinating or if Li Chumo had mispronounced it.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing that Yang Pingsheng had not replied, Li Chumo looked up at him.

"It's nothing, it's just that you called me 'absorption' just now, and I thought..."

"What did you think?"

"That's what the child called me at first."

Yang Pingsheng told the truth.

He briefly recounted his interactions with the wolf girl, and Li Chumo listened in silence.

The evening breeze blew into the room through the window; outside it was eerily quiet.

After a long silence, Yang Pingsheng finally said, "I thought she had returned, but thankfully, you are still you."

Li Chumo is Li Chumo, the fox spirit who repays kindness; her essence has never changed.

But Li Chumo did not answer directly. She sat there quietly, looking at Yang Pingsheng.

“Master… In fact, I also have the memories of that child.”

After seizing the destiny, she naturally absorbed everything about the wolf girl.

Her memories, her personality, her...essence.

In reclaiming her destiny, Li Chumo also reclaimed her true nature.

The shaping and influence of personality is always subtle and gradual, sometimes taking a long time, but sometimes it only takes a moment, and you are no longer yourself.

“Jiang Mochang is my benefactor. Logically speaking, I shouldn’t cooperate with Song Panning; I should go and save her.”

Li Chumo stood up, walked to Yang Pingsheng, and stood still.