The improved female villains regained their memories.

If it weren't for the system, he would never have known that Su Murong was secretly observing him every day.

A few days ago, the system suddenly told him that the plan had started and the first step was to consolidate the image, which led to today's scene.

Should we go to bed early tonight?

The systematized ball of light flew out, circled around Yang Pingsheng, and finally stopped above his head.

The female villain in this life is not very strong, so she naturally cannot use immortal killing moves to detect Yang Pingsheng. Therefore, the system appears more and more frequently, and even when she sleeps at night, it insists on being Yang Pingsheng's pillow.

This was the first time Yang Pingsheng had ever seen someone with the habit of using another person as a pillow, but to be honest, the system was indeed comfortable to use as a pillow, so he tacitly approved of this behavior.

"Later, we need to sort out the newly delivered herbs."

"Tsk, since you can cheat anyway, why are you so concerned?"

"I've never been a doctor before, but I want to give it a try now. Treating the sick and saving lives doesn't seem so bad."

As Yang Pingsheng answered, he paused, remembering his unease, and then said, "System."

"uh-huh?"

"Is Heaven's definition of Su Murong truly correct?"

The system suddenly became alert: "What, do you have a question?"

"It's not that I have any doubts, it's just that I've seen Su Murong's appearance as a child and as an adult, and I always feel..."

I had a feeling that the other person wasn't the kind of person who cared a lot about profit.

Because of this feeling, Yang Pingsheng has been dissecting Su Murong's personality, but unfortunately, he hasn't seen much of the original storyline, and there are a few parts that the system says he can't see, so his progress has been slow.

Thinking about it so much is pointless; it's better to just ask directly.

The system remained silent for a moment, clearly understanding Yang Pingsheng's implication. It flew up from above Yang Pingsheng's head, landed in front of him, and then began to sway left and right at the speed of light.

"Wake up!!"

It shook rapidly, and said quickly, "You haven't seen her for ten years! Ten years! Can you even say what she's become? Besides, no matter how a person changes, their nature remains the same. Since the Heavenly Dao defines her as someone who prioritizes self-interest, then it is absolutely right!"

"...Stop shaking."

Yang Pingsheng grabbed the ball of light, pressed it down, and said, "Although it's not nice to say it like that, I just feel that she's not that kind of person."

"why?"

"because……"

Yang Pingsheng got stuck.

He couldn't explain why.

Their first meeting, during that snowy day, the girl didn't hesitate to hit him with a stick for her own benefit.

For money, she resorted to all sorts of deception and fraud.

Ten years later, when they met again in the military camp, the girl betrayed them without hesitation because of her drug addiction.

In order to obtain the drug, she played both sides, deceiving both, showing no loyalty or conscience whatsoever.

Judging from her actions, it can be said that the definition of the Way of Heaven is correct.

but……

but!

Yang Pingsheng felt that something was wrong.

What exactly is wrong?

He remained silent, staring at the medicine on the table, without uttering a word.

The system said to him in a heavy tone, "You know the plan ahead. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. It's one thing to get hurt, but don't let your heart be broken."

After the system finished speaking, it shrank back into Yang Pingsheng's body.

It didn't come out to be used as a pillow tonight.

Unable to sleep at night, Yang Pingsheng put on his clothes, got up, and went outside.

Stepping out of the military tent, the cold night wind blew. Unlike the northern border, the wind in the Central Plains was not chilling; on the contrary, it was comforting.

But when I look up, there's always an extra layer of dark clouds in the sky.

So what's wrong?

As the evening breeze blew, Yang Pingsheng looked up at the sky, eager to resolve his doubts.

Because the girl told him her aspirations?

wrong.

Because of the vulnerability shown by the girl?

Not right either.

Anyone can talk about lofty ambitions, but that's not enough to define her character. As for the vulnerability she shows, that's just human nature and doesn't prove that she's someone who doesn't value personal gain.

So, what exactly is wrong?

The wind suddenly picked up, stirring the clouds, causing them to shift slightly and revealing a glimpse of the stars.

Yes, that's it.

Yang Pingsheng remembered; it was because of the light in the girl's eyes.

That year, fireworks filled the sky, and a young girl spoke of her aspirations, her eyes sparkling.

At that time, the sky was full of stars, and the girl revealed her vulnerability, her eyes sparkling with light.

There was always light in her eyes.

Whether she was destitute or corrupt, whether she was wealthy or imprisoned, a light always shone in the girl's eyes. That light, though faint, flickered on and on, never fading away.

Is it... because of this?

Yang Pingsheng watched, his mood gradually calming down. He stood there all night until dawn before turning back.

The wind blew the hem of his clothes, stirring the clouds in the sky, like a painter's brush, outlining the shape of a young girl in the air.

Unbeknownst to Yang Pingsheng, on that very night, dozens of men in black infiltrated a village near the army's encampment.

The leader coldly surveyed the village and said to the men behind him, "Let's make our move."

One of the men in black hesitated: "Is this really a good idea for us?"

"The master bestowed this cultivation technique upon you, not to hear a response like this." The leader of the men in black's eyes turned cold. "There is a difference between immortals and mortals. Now that you possess the potential of immortals, you are no longer mortals. What's wrong with doing this?"

"But……"

"Hmm?" The leader of the men in black looked at him.

The previously hesitant men in black fell silent. The leader of the men in black then sneered and said, "According to the plan, let's finish this quickly! Hurry!"

"Yes!"

Unable to resist, the dozens of men in black had no choice but to act immediately.

At his command, the men in black quickly dispersed, and soon, commotion broke out in the village.

Nights shrouded in dark clouds always hold some untold stories.

The crimson light flashed and disappeared in an instant, then vanished into the darkness.

Chapter 168 A person who prioritizes profit turns his knife on an old friend.

Outside the military tent, the sun was shining brightly. Yang Pingsheng had just finished dressing and washing up when the system appeared and said in a very urgent tone, "Oh no!"

"What?" Yang Pingsheng hadn't reacted yet.

Last night, he pondered Su Murong's character repeatedly, almost all night long, and only returned to his tent to rest just before dawn. He had just woken up and was still a little groggy.

"Su Murong has nurtured a spiritual root."

The system's voice was urgent, and Yang Pingsheng finally realized what was happening. He frowned and asked, "How come it's so fast?"

Not to mention that Su Murong is not a naturally gifted cultivation genius, even if he were a genius, it would be impossible for him to cultivate spiritual roots so quickly. The system has been continuously monitoring Su Murong's strength, so how could he cultivate spiritual roots overnight?

"It's the Blood Demon Technique."

The system's voice was serious.

The Blood Demon Technique is a heretical cult practice that uses human blood mixed with spiritual energy to nurture a blood spiritual root.

The ball of light spun rapidly, looked at Yang Pingsheng, and couldn't help but rush into his arms.

"What did I tell you? Su Murong is ultimately a person who values ​​profit. No one can resist the temptation of cultivating immortality. Now that she has this opportunity, her true nature has been exposed."

"This……"

"If you don't believe me, just look!"

A mysterious energy entered, and Yang Pingsheng saw the system's recording.

The video is short: night, men in black enter, the village is suddenly illuminated by a divine light, and blood flows like a river.

This short video recording left Yang Pingsheng speechless.

The men in black regrouped, all of them covered in blood to varying degrees. One of them had lowered eyes and gray hair draped behind him, and the blade in his hand was stained crimson.

Yang Pingsheng fell silent.

The system pressed its advantage: "Only the will of Heaven can change a female villain. What do you have to doubt?"

"……Um."

Everything will eventually get back on track; this is something the system firmly believes.

Every life born into this world will live according to its own life trajectory. That's why birds fly in the sky, beasts run on the ground, and fish swim in the sea. The characteristics of life determine their living environment and lifestyle. This is destiny.

Fate is predetermined; the only thing that can be changed is the way of Heaven.

Yang Pingsheng sighed. Since it's all destined, why bother making trouble for yourself?

Having followed the system's arrangements, he lived a peaceful life in his third life. But if he suddenly changed his mind now, would the tragedies of his first and second lives be repeated?

After all, he had promised the system that the world would proceed as planned.