The improved female villains regained their memories.

How could there be such a person in this world?!

For the greater good of humanity, to preserve the human race, all love and all hate were set aside at this moment.

The fox clan's holy maiden trembled all over.

She was terrified, she was angry, she couldn't believe it; the other person's calm eyes had already told her everything.

It wasn't peace that came from patience, but rather from a realization she herself didn't understand.

What kind of enlightenment was that?

"Find a place to lock her up, but don't torture her. Just let her live," Yu said calmly. He didn't even have the desire to send someone to torture the Fox Clan's Holy Maiden and make her wish she were dead.

She didn't realize what was happening until others helped the fox clan's holy maiden up.

"Yu, are you even a man?!"

"Your wife died because of me, and your child was killed because of my schemes. If you have the guts, come and kill me! Come on!"

"You coward, you wimp, I despise you! Da Yu, I despise you!!!"

She screamed frantically, but being severely injured, there was no way to save her.

"Oh."

But all she received in response was a nonchalant sneer from Yu the Great.

He glanced at Xiao Gui's corpse, but didn't go forward. Instead, he turned to the bald, burly man and said, "Organize the spoils and have everyone pack up."

"Sir, that..."

"There are too many bodies, bury them on the spot."

He turned and left without lingering for a moment.

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The moonlight was still gentle.

Unchanging through the ages.

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Yu the Great incorporated the remaining Tushan clan and held a grand meeting at Tushan.

At the conference, he met with other small orc tribes and continued to implement the water management policy.

Even the Tushan clan was defeated, and the other beastman clans had no will to resist anymore.

And so he threw himself back into the work of flood control. The deaths of Nüjiao, Xiaogui, and Xiaoyi were nothing more than a trivial matter to him.

Despite the raging floods, he remained the inspiring hero Yu, not the terrifying bear of that night.

The mud fell into the flood, stirring everything up into a murky mess. He stood on the embankment, looking at the newly opened river channel.

The bald, burly man walked up to Yu and whispered, "Nüjiao's body has turned into a stone statue."

Yu did not speak.

"The Fox Clan's Holy Maiden has confessed; she gave Nüjiao a Heart-Slaying Pill." The bald, burly man said in a low voice, "The Heart-Slaying Pill... even if we use forbidden techniques, I'm afraid we won't be able to summon Nüjiao's soul back."

Yu remained silent.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and stomped on the firm soil beneath his feet.

"This river channel has also been opened, and the floodwaters have subsided considerably." Looking at the floodwaters, he said with emotion, "As long as our human race is united, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome."

His voice remained calm and firm.

The bald, burly man looked at him with complicated emotions.

“I’m sorry to Nüjiao, but the Tushan clan has been destroyed and she has nowhere to go. Let’s send her back to my home,” Da Yu said. “When I have time to go back, I will visit her.”

"Yes, sir..."

"Why didn't I see Xiao Yi selling herbs today? It's getting late, I hope nothing happened to him on the mountain?"

"......"

"Haha, sorry, sorry, I forgot she's dead."

He laughed a few times, then stopped laughing and looked at the flood.

Sword Soul's heart pounded.

Whether it was love or hate, the flood before him had already washed everything away. He didn't even have the right to regret it until this matter was resolved.

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In an ordinary thatched hut, Shun met Yu.

These two renowned ancient sages of the human race sat facing each other, just like two ordinary people sitting together.

“I know about your situation,” Shun said. “It’s good that you have that kind of awareness; you’re just like I used to be.”

Yu bowed his head and agreed.

Shun coughed a few times and said, "The results of the calculations over there are out. From now on, our human race will have two spots. Yu, the task of negotiating with the demon race will be entrusted to you."

"Yes."

They talked for a long time, mostly about the future of humanity.

In conclusion, Shun couldn't help but sigh: "Although the human race and the demon race share the same origin, the new world created after the merger of the Great Void may not be the same. This is the principle that there is always an opportunity in danger. It is both a calamity that lasts for thousands of years and an opportunity that lasts for thousands of years."

"Yu, I'm at ease knowing that the sword spirit is with you."

Yu said, "But my lord, I'm afraid that no one will be able to inherit the Sword Soul Heart in the future."

“What’s there to be afraid of? There will always be someone to help us,” Shun said. “Those who can’t inherit the mantle have a way to go, and those who can inherit it also have a way to go. Even if there is no way, we can just create one.”

He looked at Yu the Great and sighed, "It's such a pity for you, Yu. You are the most suitable person to walk the path of Dao Integration, but you have to carry the sword soul heart and walk another path."

If he succeeds, then the person chosen for that spot will likely be Yu the Great.

It's a pity I wasn't born in a better era.

"Humanity needs me, so naturally I must do so," said Yu the Great. "As for the path of merging with the Dao, that spot will eventually be filled."

There will always be successors.

Shun smiled.

A rare glimmer of light appeared in his cloudy eyes as he reached out and patted Yu on the shoulder.

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The work of controlling the floods will continue for a long time.

Yu the Great passed by his home many times, and each time, he could vaguely see the stone statue of Nüjiao.

But he only glanced at it.

He had no time to regret, no time to blame himself, and he couldn't even have any feelings.

He must be ambitious, optimistic, proactive, and composed.

He was the leader of the human race, and a hero of the human race.

He had to stay there, stand on the front line, and let people see his presence.

Just seeing his shadow puts people at ease and gives them the courage to fight against the heavens.

“Yu is there; he is with us.”

"He hasn't run away, so what are we afraid of?"

"We will definitely be able to eliminate the flood!"

With a shout, the crowd surged forward.

Whether it was blind obedience or foolishness, Yu didn't care.

All he needs is for humanity to be of one mind.

He dug away the layers of soil, and stood hunched over in the mud.

In a daze, he seemed to hear Nüjiao's singing voice.

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Ah, the King who controlled the floods

You are the rib that continues from your father's side.

The toy is a bronze shovel, wielded with the sound of submerged waves.

Let's strike the oars in the moonlight!

That soil is too high.

You can only transform into a black bear.

Beyond the gaze

The mountain will gently push open like a palm.

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Water droplets fell onto her cheeks.

He reached out and touched it.

He didn't cry.

But the splashing floodwaters landed on his face.

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The blue scene is shattered.

Yang Pingsheng's expression was complicated; he had not yet fully recovered from the state of mind he had just experienced.

But the owner of that voice had already arrived in front of him.

It was Yu the Great.