The improved female villains regained their memories.

She couldn't accept that he was using this relationship for a transaction.

However, Song Panning looked at her and sneered.

"Womanly compassion!"

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"Li Chumo and Song Panning have reached an agreement based on their feelings for you, haha, that's hilarious! You actually foolishly cooperated with them and deliberately sent me away!"

"If they want my mother's power so badly, then let Song Panning talk to her! But instead of doing that, they're forcing you into this situation! In my opinion, they're just using their feelings for you as a tool."

"Only your mother and I are truly on your side, and we would never take advantage of your feelings. Do you understand that?"

On the way back, Yang Luo kept talking non-stop.

She was exasperated, as if Yang Pingsheng was the daughter who had been kidnapped by the blond-haired man.

After listening to her talk the whole way, Yang Pingsheng just smiled and replied, "It's alright."

"How can you say it's not related!"

Yang Luo roared in mid-air in a fit of anger: "What kind of feelings are those that are used?! Because you like the other person and know that the other person values ​​you, but you shamelessly take advantage of that, what kind of liking is that?!"

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"If you waver because you like someone, what kind of liking is that?"

Song Panning sneered, "Liking and using are never mutually exclusive!"

"Your feelings for Yang Pingsheng, Yang Pingsheng's guilt towards us, those things are not important to me. I only want one thing, and that is the result—the result of Yang Pingsheng staying by our side. If that doesn't happen, then what's the point of my feelings for him?"

"Do you think I'm the kind of resentful woman who just watches her husband die or have an affair with another man and then just cries?"

“I, Song Panning, can accept that Yang Pingsheng has multiple women around him, but I absolutely cannot accept that his love for me surpasses that for others.”

"This is my love. Once he drinks in my love, he must bear everything about me, whether he wants to or not!"

"because--"

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"It's alright."

Yang Pingsheng said with a smile, "It doesn't matter how they use this feeling, it's their choice."

"If they really didn't care, they wouldn't use or feel uncomfortable about it... The most important thing is that if they didn't care, they wouldn't use it."

"I'm actually quite happy to see them taking advantage of this."

"Because—"

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Yang Pingsheng and Song Panning said:

"Love is a synonym for baseness."

Chapter 747 Why Do You Love Me?

After returning home, Yang Pingsheng went straight to find Shi Guijia.

Yang Luoyi was furious. She blocked the doorway, her brows furrowed, her voice filled with suppressed anger: "No! Why should we help her? Who does she think she is?" She gritted her teeth, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Yang Pingsheng and her mother, as if trying to find a reason that could convince them.

But Shi Guijia simply sighed softly, raised her hand to stroke the top of her daughter's head, and said in a gentle yet authoritative tone, "Luo Yi, stop fooling around."

"Me, making a scene?" Yang Luo's eyes widened, and her voice suddenly rose. "It was clearly her—" She swallowed the words back, and finally just stomped her foot and turned to rush out.

Yang Pingsheng watched her retreating figure and shook his head slightly.

He knew Yang Luo was holding a grudge, but now was not the time to dwell on such things.

Surprisingly, Shi Guijia actually agreed to his request. She even went to see Song Panning in person to discuss how to cooperate with the grand formation. Yang Pingsheng understood that she wasn't genuinely willing to help, but only reluctantly agreed out of respect for him.

Upon learning this, Yang Luo was furious. She rushed into the courtyard, then rushed out again, circled around the gate several times, and finally returned, standing in front of Yang Pingsheng, her chest heaving violently.

"Forget it!" she suddenly deflated, letting out a heavy snort. "I can't be bothered arguing with her!"

Yang Pingsheng looked up at her, a helpless smile appearing in his eyes.

This mother and daughter are really alike—they care deeply inside, but insist on putting on a brave face.

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Shi Guijia met with Song Panning in person.

The cave was oppressive. Led by Leng Yan, Shi Guijia finally met the sinister messenger alone.

The two exchanged glances and both knew what the other was thinking.

Song Panning found Shi Guijia troublesome, and Shi Guijia naturally found Song Panning troublesome as well. She knew that among the villains, this guy had the deepest mind.

Shi Guijia dislikes people with heavy minds, especially those like Song Panning. Direct contact with them could easily lead to falling into their trap.

Therefore, her choice has always been to ignore the actions of other female villains and focus on following Yang Pingsheng.

What does it matter if Yang Pingsheng didn't choose her as his partner? She can always volunteer herself, right?

The once most ferocious villain in the grassland wars has now sheathed all his fangs and become docile.

'This guy is even better at pretending than me,' Song Panning thought to herself as she looked at Shi Guijia.

This girl is standing there quietly, her smooth golden hair cascading down her back. Combined with her graceful figure, she has a more royal air than Princess Xu Anlu.

He cooperated because of Yang Pingsheng's request; this guy is really good at enduring things, something Song Panning herself definitely couldn't do.

She was good at disguising herself, that's true, but she also had pride. She could tell that this guy was even more proud than others, but he was actually holding back.

This, ironically, made Song Panning admire her somewhat.

“Yang Pingsheng should have told you my requirements. I need you to build a magical artifact to stabilize the flow of time within the grand array,” Song Panning said. “You can observe my grand array first.”

She waved her hand, revealing her formation.

Shi Guijia watched quietly.

She had been calmly surveying the basic structure of the formation, but then her eyes slowly widened, and she put on an expression of surprise that was hard to tell if it was real or not.

That expression flashed by and disappeared quickly, but Song Panning saw it clearly.

She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Fellow Daoist Shi, your expression is a bit too exaggerated."

"Is it an exaggeration?" Shi Guijia sneered. "I thought you were just talking nonsense at the meeting, but I didn't expect you to actually come up with such a grand scheme."

"This great formation is infinitely mysterious. Not only is its structure extremely complicated, but it also involves the laws of time, space and existence."

"What's most remarkable is that this is actually a mobile array."

"Song Panning, in terms of formations, you are probably the greatest talent in history."

After leaving the Sixth World, Shi Guijia learned a lot.

Unlike weapon crafting, the most complex aspect of formations lies in communicating with and constructing the energy field of the surrounding world. Whatever energy you can access, that's the kind of formation you can create.

Ordinary array masters, when they come into contact with spiritual energy, naturally construct large arrays related to spiritual energy. However, the array before them has long surpassed this scope, incorporating many essential elements. This is no longer a simple immortal array.

“I have to thank Wen Shihan for the knowledge he gave me. To be honest, I’m just standing on the shoulders of giants,” Song Panning said. “Instead of praising me to death, you should help me think of how to fix that disordered spacetime flow.”

Shi Guijia glanced at Song Panning but didn't say anything.

It's good to stand on the shoulders of giants, but the problem is that learning knowledge and utilizing knowledge are two different things.

'None of the female villains should be underestimated.'

'Immortal skills, once mastered to their pinnacle, become extraordinary.'

'Killer moves, spiritual energy, Dao traces, alchemy, grand formations, secret techniques... the myriad arts of the immortals, each one infinitely profound. I have merely mastered the art of weapon crafting; how can I be arrogant and conceited?'

'Hehehe... I still need to grow.'

Shi Guijia took a deep breath, calmed her restless heart, and took out her magic weapon to begin analyzing the spacetime elements within the great formation.

Gradually, she frowned.

Song Panning asked, "What's wrong? Is there trouble?"

"It's not that the formation itself causes time to become disordered, but rather that time is inherently disordered," Shi Guijia said. "It's not the time within this formation, but the time of the entire world."

Song Panning was incredibly clever; she immediately understood and said, "You mean to say..."

"That's right, our time is wrong now. Someone has forged the time of the entire world. It's just that your great formation has revealed the truth and exposed the true nature of time."

"We are in the wrong time right now."

Someone has once again managed to deceive everyone, and this time, what they've concealed is time itself.

She concealed the entire world's time.

Song Panning remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "What exactly is Ye Buxin trying to do...?"

Shi Guijia frowned and said seriously, "In this situation, I need to use a magic artifact to stabilize your great formation. Let Luo Yi come."

Shi Guijia decided to help Song Panning.

No matter how much they fight amongst themselves, their biggest enemy right now is still Ye Buxin.

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In the underworld, a chilling wind howls.

A dark shadow streaked across the gray sky and earth, only to be enveloped by a sudden burst of emerald light in the next moment.

The dark energy surged, but melted away like snow when it touched the vibrant greenery.

Ye Buxin stood with his sword in hand, his robes fluttering, calmly intercepting the fleeing figure.

“Wen Shihan,” she chuckled, “since you dared to send half of your essence to the Netherworld, why hide and be afraid to show your true face?”

The dark figure struggled in the green light, looking utterly disheveled.

Ye Buxin examined it with great interest, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Your methods are indeed quite good, some of them even surprised me... They remind me of a few old acquaintances."

Seeing that the shadowy figure didn't react, she raised an eyebrow and asked, "You must have your consciousness residing in this avatar, right? What, you don't want to come out and talk to me?"

“There’s nothing to talk about between us,” Wen Shihan’s cold voice came from the shadows.

"You played the feint well," Ye Buxin said, adopting a lecturing tone, "but it's a pity you're so inexperienced, from planning to execution. Do you think the Netherworld is so easy to control?"