The improved female villains regained their memories.

Yes, it doesn't resemble the Way of Heaven at all; rather, it resembles...

"Your Highness?"

The sound interrupted Xu Anlu's thoughts. She looked up and saw Zishu staring at her. Realizing her lapse in composure, Xu Anlu coughed and said, "Wait a moment."

She picked up a pen and paper and, based on her distant memory, drew a portrait of Yang Pingsheng.

Her drawing skills were poor, and her memories were somewhat distant, so the people in her paintings didn't look very realistic, but they were still much more lifelike than the ones she drew when she was insane.

"Take this."

"Your Highness, this is..."

"Tell the dragon and the snake that I need to find the person above."

"This……"

The rat thought to itself, "Who the hell is this?"

Unable to look directly into Xu Anlu's terrifying eyes, Zishu could only accept the gift and nod in agreement.

"You can go down now. Since you're all ready, just wait for now."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The blurry figure spoke respectfully before leaving.

Xu Anlu picked up the bronze mirror and looked at herself in it. Apart from her fiery red hair, she looked exactly the same as she had before her reincarnation.

but……

Those innocent and lively qualities have vanished, replaced by an aura of intimidation and indifference in his eyes. His lips no longer curve into a smile, and everything is as still and unfathomable as a deep, still lake.

She tried to laugh, but found she couldn't.

The remnant soul's words were like a curse, lingering in her heart.

"Xu, Xu Anlu, you actually want to absorb my remnant soul? Why? I've helped you so much!!"

Why...?

If we're talking about excuses, there are countless excuses.

For example, the remnant soul has already seen the sisters' memories, knows too much, and hides it too well, so we are not at ease with it, and so on.

But Xu Anlu knew that she didn't actually need so many excuses.

In the bronze mirror, her face was eerily calm.

He put down the mirror, picked up a painting from the table, held his breath, and slowly activated his immortal killing move, but it did not achieve the expected effect.

Who exactly is Yang Pingsheng?

He told his sister Xu Anyin that he had come in response to the call of humanity, but the remnant soul said that this guy was backed by the Heavenly Dao.

Under his bed were paintings of his mother, and he told Xiao Yin that he liked her.

He was unfathomable, lacking real power, yet he seemed to have achieved some purpose by manipulating the two sisters. Xu Anyin and she herself were like playthings in the palm of a hand, sometimes going mad, sometimes laughing, sometimes grieving, sometimes crying.

Emotions are beyond one's control.

Does she really like Yang Pingsheng?

Do you like that so-called Grand Tutor?

Does the Grand Tutor like her?

It was all an illusion, and in the very end, I realized it.

But isn't her own choice to become addicted to it?

Just because of that one sentence...

"Liking someone means wanting them; wanting to be with someone means liking them."

Because of this sentence, Xu Anlu has been hesitant and uncertain ever since.

His arm trembled slightly, and finally fell limply to his side.

The spiritual energy dissipated, and the paper fell to the ground, floating lightly.

Xu Anlu lowered her eyes, biting her lip until blood trickled from the corner, and walked into the depths of the main hall.

She needs to find Yang Pingsheng.

Find him and get to the bottom of this.

Ask him who he is, why he did it, and...

Does he actually like me?

Chapter 112 Encounter

Xu Anlu hadn't expected to receive news about Yang Pingsheng so quickly, especially since it was provided by Chenlong and Sishe.

The Dragon and the Snake are represented by the characters for Little Bamboo and Little Flower.

The two of them were having dinner at a restaurant when they unexpectedly ran into Yang Pingsheng.

In such a vast world, finding one person is incredibly difficult, yet right under their noses, the two bumped into Yang Pingsheng.

Xu Anlu sat in the carriage, slightly lifting the curtain. Through the window of the tavern, she could see a man and a woman sitting there.

The man had a melancholic air, a kind face, and gentle eyes; the woman was slightly shorter, with striking silver-white hair.

Xiao Hua stood respectfully beside the carriage. Xu Anlu didn't ask him any questions, but simply stared intently at the man.

"Grand Tutor..."

Her lips parted slightly, and she murmured unconsciously.

The Grand Tutor looked younger than before, impeccably dressed, with the air of a refined gentleman. He gazed tenderly at the girl beside him, occasionally speaking, and whenever he did, the girl would look up and smile gently.

A flame burned in Xu Anlu's heart.

She no longer cared about the laws of nature or love; desire was urging her to throw herself into the man's arms and call him Grand Tutor.

Grand Tutor...

On that snowy farewell, the Grand Tutor gave her a spear, held her in his arms, and asked her when she would grow up.

She was also wondering when she would grow up.

So in front of the Grand Tutor, she pretended to be strong and refused to shed a tear, but eventually broke down and threw herself into his arms and cried loudly.

She thought she would never grow up.

As long as the Grand Tutor is around, she will always be that little child.

Even now...

She lowered her head, suppressing her emotions, and instructed Xiaohua, "Xiaohua, take the shadow guards and seal off this street. Don't let..."

She suddenly stopped talking.

A gentle breeze stirred the carriage curtains, carrying a delicate fragrance. A person had appeared beside Xiaohua without her noticing.

"Your Highness."

The maid from Zuixianlou bowed slightly and said in a respectful but not arrogant manner, "My sect leader invites you."

Clang

With a wave of her green sleeves, Xiao Hua stepped back, drew her sword, and watched the maid warily.

Cold sweat dripped from Xiaohua's forehead.

She was, after all, a Celestial Immortal, a powerful being. Although she might not be as formidable as those old monsters in the capital, she was still a Celestial Immortal, and it was not impossible for her not to notice an ordinary person standing right next to her.

There's something strange about this maid who came!

The commotion on both sides of the street continued, but the noise of the people did not affect the tense standoff on this side. Xu Anlu squinted at the maid who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. A breeze blew into the carriage, caressing her dress, and the golden crown symbolizing a princess shone brightly, reflecting the sunlight.

"Your Highness," the maid bowed slightly again, "please withdraw your subordinates for now. As you know, our sect leader has no ill intentions towards you."

Her palms slowly tightened, and the traces of the Great Dao resonated within her body, a warning of impending danger. Her internal organs ached as if being doused with boiling water, and her chest heaved violently. Unable to immediately rush into Yang Pingsheng's arms, she wanted to scratch her skin until it bled.

want to……

They wanted Yang Pingsheng, and they wanted the Grand Tutor.

I want to be with him.

"Call him back..."

"Your Highness."

"Call him back!!"

Xiao Hua sheathed her sword and hurriedly ran back to call Xiao Zhu. The maid bowed slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with Xu Anlu's choice.

Xu Anlu watched her silently. When she looked towards the window again, she saw that the Grand Tutor was feeding the girl next to him.

That appearance...

Xu Anlu loosened her fist, revealing deep bloodstains on her palm.

It doesn't matter, maybe she's the Grand Tutor's sister, Xu Anlu thought to herself. The Grand Tutor is always like this, he likes to take care of children.

He's just a short guy.

She comforted herself with this thought, took a deep breath, looked at the maid, and said:

"Lead the way."

Let's see what that so-called sect leader, Tian Bulian, is up to.

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In a private room on the fifth floor of Zuixianlou, Xu Anlu met Tian Shilei.

Xu Anlu knew the rules of Zuixianlou, so she was slightly taken aback when the maid led her inside.

What is this woman trying to do?

She could never forget the whispers that woman had made when she was a baby, each word revealing the deepest secrets of the two sisters, exposing them so nakedly before her eyes.