The improved female villains regained their memories.

At that time, she thought that as long as she reached the top, she could see the whole world clearly.

But now?

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the hilt of the knife at his waist.

This ring-pommel sword, which accompanied her through countless battles against heroes, now sits quietly like an ornament.

A celestial artifact is the embodiment of a soul, which means that her soul is as quiet as an ornament.

There are no enemies to kill, no conspiracies to guard against, and not even a single opponent she can take seriously.

This world is frighteningly simple.

Smoke rises from the village below the mountain, cowherds drive their cattle and sheep home, and farmers walk along the ridges of the fields carrying hoes.

Everything was so ordinary, so ordinary that it reminded her of the main world she once knew, where there had also been such twilights.

'Yang Pingsheng...'

The name stirred something deep within my heart.

She looked down at her palm, where the warmth from taking the boy's pulse that morning still lingered.

The cultivation system in this world is too rudimentary; even the most powerful True Immortals only have a lifespan of three hundred years.

She and Yang Pingsheng lived peacefully until she saw the boy slowly growing up, at which point she belatedly realized the problem.

Yang Pingsheng is getting old.

She is invincible and lives as long as the heavens, but what about Yang Pingsheng?

The wind suddenly turned fierce.

Wen Shihan's pupils contracted slightly, and dark flames flickered in his eyes once more.

Her fingernails dug deep into her palms, and blood dripped from between her fingers. At this level, very few things could make her bleed.

"How could this happen..."

His voice was so hoarse it didn't sound like his own.

This world is truly bizarre. It clearly possesses spiritual energy, but that spiritual energy is terrifyingly pure. The cultivators cultivated from it are all born with empty spiritual roots and possess a certain law, making them unable to use any life-extending methods.

Song Panning's formations have all lost their effectiveness. She can't synchronize her cultivation with Yang Pingsheng, and even if she could, it wouldn't help. He won't live more than three hundred years.

The Great Dao cannot be explained, and the path to enlightenment can only be comprehended by Yang Pingsheng herself, but she cannot afford to gamble on it.

There must be a way.

'I must find a way'

The sun finally sank below the horizon.

The moment the last ray of light disappeared, a monstrous black aura suddenly erupted from Wen Shihan's body.

The entire mountain trembled, birds took flight in fright, and beasts fled in terror.

In this ridiculously naive world, there is only one thing she is willing to devote herself to.

If you can't even do this, then the so-called climb to the top is nothing but a pathetic joke.

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Wen Shihan returned to the immortal abode located on the mountaintop.

Since she arrived in this world fifty years ago and quickly established her authority, all nations and sects have followed Wen Shihan's lead. She also established her own immortal abode here, receiving the worship of various immortals.

This celestial abode at the summit is proof of her successful ascent.

When she returned, Yang Pingsheng had just finished his cultivation. He saw Wen Shihan land at the door and walked over with a smile: "Sister, you're back."

The gloomy mood immediately dissipated. Every time Wen Shihan heard that "sister," he would wonder what kind of expression that little dwarf would have if he were here.

But Yang Pingsheng's next words displeased Wen Shihan: "Sister, I've finished practicing everything you asked for. Can we go down the mountain now?"

Yang Pingsheng always wanted to go down the mountain.

He said he wanted to travel the world and see different landscapes.

Every time he said that, Wen Shihan would feel a nameless anger rising in her heart, though she couldn't explain where that anger came from.

Yang Pingsheng was already taller than her, but she still reached out to touch his head as before, a sinister smile on her face, but her words were cruel: "No, little brother, your problem hasn't been solved yet."

"But sister, I think I'm fine. I'm already a Celestial Immortal, and I'll be breaking through to True Immortal soon. The Sect Master of the Myriad Manifestations Sect even praised my talent."

"Don't believe anything they say. Your sister is the strongest in the world. Don't you believe me? You can't go anywhere until I solve your health problem."

Wen Shihan watched as the light in Yang Pingsheng's eyes gradually dimmed, and watched him nod obediently as before.

Yes, that's correct.

She didn't want to restrict Yang Pingsheng like before. He wanted to travel the world alone, which was fine with her, but only after she resolved his lifespan issue.

Three hundred years... Is three hundred years a long time? For Wen Shihan, the thought of being all alone three hundred years from now filled her with inexplicable fear.

No.

No, no, no, no!

We must find a way to solve this!

She will definitely solve this problem, by any means necessary.

Just like she used to climb by any means necessary.

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Darkness spread through Wen Shihan's eyes.

"You stay here and cultivate diligently. I have to go out for a while, but I'll be back soon."

"You are not allowed to go anywhere until I get back."

Yang Pingsheng blinked, then smiled. He wasn't scared; instead, he said "okay."

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The moon came out, and its light stretched the dark shadows.

Wen Shihan released the true traces of the Great Dao, which permeated the entire world.

She was determined to solve the problem by any means necessary, and therefore did not hesitate to use the true traces of the Great Dao to envelop and analyze the world.

But she soon became confused.

The true traces of the Great Dao allowed her to see the essence.

Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural course of life.

It's normal for Yang Pingsheng to die; on the contrary, she is the anomaly in this world.

The Great Dao True Mark cannot make normal things in a certain place become abnormal; all it can do is obliterate Wen Shihan and help her find liberation.

This is the answer the world gave her, and it is also the answer the Tao gave her.

When faced with the great truth, there is no such thing as using any means necessary.

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Wen Shihan was completely bewildered.

She refused to acknowledge any of this and frantically searched various immortal sects in different countries, trying to find a solution.

But there was nothing we could do.

They all accepted the fact that even a true immortal could not live past three hundred years, and looked at Wen Shihan with trembling eyes, as if Wen Shihan was the most abnormal one.

She felt a chill run through her body, and that overwhelming sense of loneliness enveloped her once again.

The abnormal person... is it her?

In a daze, she found herself in Stone Creek City, back where she started.

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"Yes, sir!"

"The master is back!"

"My lord, my lord, you're back!!"

The sunlight shone on Wen Shihan.

She stood on the street, and soon someone noticed her. The next second, enthusiastic people surrounded her.

Fifty years ago, Wen Shihan relied on his absolute strength to enumerate the crimes of the City Lord of Shixi City in front of everyone, bringing him to justice and winning unanimous praise from the people.

Over the years, everyone has accepted that Shixi City is Wen Shihan's hometown. Because of this, it has received special treatment. Both the state and the immortal sects have stationed themselves here. Gradually, Shixi City has become a large town.

"Lord Wen!!" A middle-aged man, holding a flower tea cake, pushed through the crowd and came over: "Don't you love our flower tea cakes the most? This is a special gift for you, Lord Wen."

Upon hearing the name "flower tea cake," Wen Shihan instinctively picked up a piece before realizing what it meant.

"Who are you?" she frowned. "Where is my mother-in-law?"

"Ah, Lord Wen, you don't know, my mother has already passed away," the man said. "It's only thanks to your patronage of our family that she was able to enjoy her twilight years in peace..."

Wen Shihan didn't listen to what the man said next.

Her eyes trembled uncontrollably upon hearing the word "deceased".

He passed away just like that?

In her previous life, the old woman who sold flower tea cakes would always secretly slip them into her hand; she was the kindest person to her besides her brother.

In this world, she specially refined many pills and gave the old man the aptitude for cultivation. Even if he doesn't live to be three hundred years old, he will definitely live to be over two hundred.

How could he have passed away so soon?

An overwhelming pressure erupted, and everyone instinctively dropped to the ground with a thud.

The middle-aged man was unaffected by the pressure. He retreated somewhat helplessly, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Shihan's dark eyes.

"Passed away?"

Wen Shihan suddenly grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar, easily lifted him above his head, and shouted angrily, "I gave my mother-in-law so many pills. Even if she didn't cultivate, she couldn't have passed away so quickly. Did you steal them because you were greedy for cultivation resources?"

"Speak! If you don't, I guarantee you'll suffer a fate worse than death!"