The improved female villains regained their memories.

With firm footsteps, I climbed the last step onto the snow.

"So cool!!" Little Vermilion Bird cheered.

Our lord is so handsome it's almost unfair!

The winter sun, gentle as a mother's hand, combines warmth and cold, shining its golden light on the magnificent palace.

"My lord, do you think Wang Tiande has already realized something is wrong?"

"Ah."

"What will he do then? A desperate counterattack? Or will he unleash his full potential and fight you to the death?"

A year ago, Wang Tiande monopolized cultivation resources, and it was a pipe dream to rebel against him. But now, in just a few months, the situation has been reversed, and Su Murong has gained absolute power.

"Actually, it's not as big as you might imagine."

Su Murong looked at the palace and said.

She stood facing the light, with snow swirling behind her, took a deep breath, and said, "So, there's nothing to be afraid of, don't you think?"

In the blink of an eye, ten immortals appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Ten Earth Immortals.

"What terrifying combat power," Su Murong thought. "If I were still the same person I was before, I probably wouldn't even have the courage to resist with just body tempering and purification."

change.

With just a small change, you'll find that it's really not that complicated.

"Is this the culprit?" one of them asked, staring intently at Su Murong.

"Be careful, this person is not simple, even His Majesty has fallen victim to him," another person replied, covered in cold sweat.

The ten people were on high alert, but Su Murong, whose cultivation was higher, remained calm and said with a smile, "Why be nervous? I have already destroyed my cultivation. Now, I am just a mortal."

No one spoke up, and no one looked down on them.

The immortals were successively controlled by a mysterious force. Wang Tiande was attacked by some unknown force, and his strength dropped to zero. He couldn't even move. The demon race was causing destruction everywhere in the new city. The outer two layers had already fallen, and the new city's connection with the outside world had been cut off.

Three days ago, the mastermind issued a challenge letter, saying that he would personally come to challenge them today. Therefore, these ten immortals had been waiting here, but they never expected that the person who came was Su Murong.

"What merit does Wang Tiande possess to have ten of you risking your lives for him?" Su Murong said with a faint smile. "Why bother, everyone? Isn't it better to be alive?"

The ten men looked at each other, and the leader narrowed his eyes as his sword flashed.

"Don't let her words sway you, attack!"

The fierce sword intent grazed her face, and Su Murong dodged slightly, but was still left with a bloody mark. She narrowed her eyes and said to Little Vermilion Bird, "Ten Earth Immortals are still a bit troublesome."

"My lord, I'm here to help you." Little Vermilion Bird said, transforming into human form, flames spreading from her body.

"Need not."

Su Murong replied, and then got into a fighting stance.

"Come, come, come."

Humane killing move – the devil's nightmare.

The first move: Attracting Popularity.

The soft sounds were lost in the snow. The battle was over in an instant. Su Murong dusted himself off, stepped over the ten men, and walked toward the main hall.

"gone."

As she was about to walk forward, she found that another person was blocking her way.

It was that strategist.

Today, he was not wearing his usual black clothes, but instead wore armor, a gold belt around his waist, and a curved sword. He looked dignified and imposing, a far cry from the gloomy demeanor of the strategist he had before.

He stood there, watching Su Murong walk towards him, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion:

[We originally intended to use her weaknesses to control her, but unexpectedly, in just a few months, she used swift and decisive methods to control us instead. If she hadn't shown herself today, we probably still wouldn't know who the mastermind was. Her moves just now instantly took down ten Earth Immortals. Could this be her reason for going to the Northern Territory?!]

He pondered, then looked up and saw Su Murong's calm smile again.

It was just a normal smile, yet it sent chills down the strategist's spine.

Su Murong is different from before. What has she gone through to cause such a dramatic change...?

Su Murong approached, as if he had expected the strategist to appear, and stood in front of him: "I never thought you would be Wang Tiande's last trump card."

The strategist sighed slowly and said, "Su Murong, we can talk."

What should we talk about?

"Talk about what you have done."

The strategist cupped his hands in greeting and began his speech: "Su Murong, I must admit that what you have done is indeed astonishing. You have controlled the officials, most of the immortals, and instigated the demon race to wreak havoc in the new city. Now, you even have the strength to challenge His Majesty. But have you ever thought about what would happen to this world if His Majesty were not here?"

“During the barbarian invasion, I served under His Majesty alongside you. I served longer than you and naturally know the situation in the military camp better. You just saw how those ten men fought desperately to stop you. Do you know why? It's because they all received great favors from His Majesty. Now, right outside the new city, on the border, those generals leading the troops and the immortals fighting the enemy are also people who have received great favors from His Majesty. If you go in now and kill His Majesty, they will certainly not let you go.”

"You have used the demon race without authorization, leading them into the city to kill my compatriots, this is your first crime; you have killed your colleagues, controlled the officials, and attacked His Majesty, this is your second crime; you are His Majesty's adopted daughter, and His Majesty is your adoptive father, yet you, as his daughter, have harmed your father, this is your third crime; Su Murong, with these three crimes, who in the world will submit to you? Even if you enter the palace today and kill His Majesty, you will not be able to gain the world, nor will you be able to make everyone in the world submit to you."

At this point, the strategist sighed and said to Su Murong, "Your Excellency possesses strength comparable to His Majesty's, so why have you come to this? You are still too young. Do you really think that by proving your strength today and killing His Majesty, you will gain the world?"

"No, it won't happen." The strategist shook his head and said, "Once His Majesty dies, the demon race in Nanjun will have no one to fear, and the remnants of the Yan Kingdom in the east will rise from the ashes. At that time, the world will surely be in chaos. And you, as the one who brought the demon race in to kill His Majesty, will only be infamous for eternity, not be remembered for good!"

Su Murong looked at the strategist calmly, his expression neither sad nor happy.

She suddenly remembered what the mysterious man had said. If this person knew that our world was nothing but a cage, what would he think?

Governance and rebellion, interests and compromises—Su Murong was once caught in these dilemmas, troubled by them. However, when she saw through the truth and unlocked the memories of the Four Spirits, she saw a much larger world.

Compared to that world, what are these powers and interests?

Wang Tiande thought he could suppress everyone with his strength and rule the world for generations with his shallow information advantage. Little did he know that in the world above him, there were more ingenious killing moves and more powerful immortals. Everything he did was just someone else's scheme.

People often think they have seen through their own world and found the true way to live, but in reality, those things are just the most helpless choices you encounter right now.

You can only see these, therefore you can only choose these.

Only by standing at a high vantage point can you see that your choices are not limited to these.

Were the strategist's words correct? Actually, they were.

Even if Su Murong has mastered the Humanitarian Killing Technique, what use is it? Does she have the same accumulation or power as Wang Tiande? What can she use to compare with Wang Tiande's accumulation over the past ten years?

However, the strategist's words were also wrong.

The world is a cage. When you try to persuade others, you always feel that this is the best way you can think of. But this is like someone who has never worked mocking those who do work for not resisting. In other people's eyes, your words are as childish and ridiculous as a child's.

Universality exists, but so does particularity. Humans are a universal group, but also unique individuals.

When the particular aspect outweighs the general aspect, then no one can offer you advice.

Except for yourself.

Therefore, Su Murong raised his head, looked at the strategist before him, smiled slightly, and replied:

"Fuck you."

Chapter 186 How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?

A hint of anger flickered across the strategist's face, but he quickly regained his composure.

Su Murong grew up in the military camp. After being rescued by Wang Tiande's troops, she spent her youth there and inevitably picked up the bad habits of those soldiers.

They use foul language, shout for violence, and draw their swords at the slightest disagreement.

Su Murong is only using foul language towards him now, and it hasn't reached the point where they'd start fighting over a single disagreement, which means there's still room for negotiation.

The strategist, of course, had no idea that no matter what he said, Su Murong would not be swayed. There was a huge information gap between the two of them, and no matter how eloquently the strategist spoke, Su Murong would not take it seriously.

She has embarked on her own path and will continue to walk it steadfastly.

The strategist continued, "Lord Su Murong, let me be frank. Your current strength has surpassed that of many immortals. However, the governance of a country cannot be accomplished solely through strength. If you are willing, I believe His Majesty would be willing to forgive all the things you have done and grant you absolute power and wealth."

"Furthermore, I have personally advised you that His Majesty's power is now wavering. You can use his name to consolidate your real power without actually taking the step of usurping the throne," the strategist said. "Now, the entire new city is under your control, and you have already gained the greatest benefits. Why must you fight to the death with His Majesty?"

Su Murong laughed heartily, and after she finished laughing, she looked at the strategist and said, "This must be your first time wearing armor, right?"

The strategist nodded. It was indeed his first time wearing armor. He hadn't wanted to wear it, but Wang Tiande had imbued it with a divine killing move that could protect him, so he put it on.

“Someone like you, who has been immersed in the power arena for so long, how could you possibly understand the meaning of this armor?” Su Murong said. “The reason why armor protects the lives of soldiers is because soldiers stand up and fight against foreign enemies for the country and the people behind them. I know that your armor is no ordinary armor, but it protects a scheming and power-hungry person like you. I can only feel sorry for you.”

"You just told me so much, and it all boils down to nothing but self-interest. I admit, what you said was very tempting. If it were me a year ago, I probably would have wavered."

Su Murong sneered and shouted, "You're nothing but a narrow-minded person with a limited perspective. Do you think you're qualified to advise me? What kind of bullshit world do you think I care about?"

The memory lock on Little Vermilion Bird has been broken.

It was born from the Gate of Chaos, in a place shrouded in ethereal mist, where its mother gave birth to it.

One day, a mysterious person sneaked into the place. Its mother was killed before she even realized it, and its brethren were all killed when they tried to resist. Only it was left, and the mysterious person used a magical killing move to take it away.

It was branded and wandered through this world until it met Su Murong.

That immortal killing move suppressed the little Vermilion Bird's soul based on spiritual energy, but Su Murong mobilized his human energy and forcefully dispersed it.

Once the little Vermilion Bird remembered everything, it began to tell Su Murong about its life in the main world, its environment, and the sect that nurtured it.

The Heavenly Guardian Sect.

The world is so small; we are but a tiny boat in it, yet does that mean death is inevitable? Absolutely not! Once you believe yourself to be insignificant, you will remain insignificant forever. Is the fate of a chess piece to be a chess piece for life?

The truth of the world, the mysterious man's scheme, and Yang Pingsheng's departure.

Su Murong was still shrouded in the sorrow of parting, but his mind was set on a higher and greater place.

The little Vermilion Bird said that its mother often told it that in the deepest part of the Heavenly Guardian Sect, there exists a gate, which is the origin of everything, the end of everything. There, the foundation of heaven and earth and all things is hidden, and the truth of the world is concealed.

Su Murong saw through the illusion. Unlike Xu Anlu, she realized that everything was being controlled by some kind of being.

Therefore, she didn't want to waste any more time talking to the strategist.

"Haven't you noticed that your older sister has been acting strangely lately?"

The strategist's heart sank to the bottom, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

Su Murong didn't speak, but simply dodged the strategist and walked deeper into the main hall.

The strategist, thinking rapidly, followed Su Murong's lead and pressed on, saying, "Su Murong, do you really want to take that final step? To usurp the throne, murder the emperor, kill your father, and then plunge the world into chaos—is that what you want to see?"