The improved female villains regained their memories.

She will never see her brother again. Wen Shihan took everything from her, leaving her all alone once more.

Yes, all alone.

That is why she is sad.

Chapter 195 Questioning Love in the Mortal World, Never Forgetting the Original Intention

Su Murong was completely bewildered upon returning to the pure white space.

The experiences of her previous life were so real that she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

In that life, she had no choice. After becoming a beggar, it took her a full half month to get back to the city under the Jade Cauldron Gate.

There, she learned about Yang Pingsheng's younger sister, who suddenly awakened extraordinary talent, gained Dao Ranzi's attention, and became a sensation at the gathering of cultivators.

Her name resounded throughout the land, and her love story with her brother was turned into a popular tale, known to all.

Su Murong used the money she had scraped together to buy a book. As she read the stories in the book, she was so angry that tears streamed down her face.

That should have been her.

That was her all along.

But everything was gone. Wen Shihan took everything from her, and she was reduced to a little beggar.

"That should be me, it should be me." In a deserted corner, she cried secretly, engulfed by despair.

There is no hope.

She was a beggar, her appearance completely changed. Even mortals wouldn't take her seriously, let alone immortals.

Despair, loneliness, and desolation enveloped her. Suddenly, she heard a dragon's roar, and the next second, she returned to a pure white space.

As her memories returned, she broke out in a cold sweat, only to discover that the token in her arms had turned to dust.

Outside the array.

"The token is broken."

Xuanwu's expression was solemn.

"Tong Chenguang's trials are divided into three tribulations. The first tribulation is about love, the second about thoughts, and the third about the heart. I don't know which tribulation the master used the token in."

Cold sweat dripped slowly down its back. Xuanwu forced itself to remain calm, afraid that Zhuque would get nervous again, so it didn't dare to say anything.

The Dust-Shaped Light is an important tool for finding the "Gate," and obtaining it is Su Murong's first step toward his ambition.

"I hope the Lord is alright."

The token had been used, and Xuanwu had no other choice but to pray silently.

Having experienced two lifetimes, Su Murong soon began his next life.

Amidst the swirling snow, she stood outside the empty city gate, looked up, and saw the three large characters "Liuyun City" written on the city tower.

The wind howled, and the familiar swallow-shaped flag fluttered violently. Su Murong had returned to his childhood homeland.

"This time, they didn't manage to steal my memories."

She looked around with a serious expression, wondering what was going on.

"Now that Xuanwu has used his backup plan, I can only rely on myself from now on."

She murmured to herself, turned around, but suddenly froze.

That was herself.

Or rather, that was her past self.

In the distance, a person, shrouded in wind and snow, gradually approached and then stopped in front of Xiao Su Murong.

Su Murong just watched without going over.

In my memory, something is about to hatch.

She looked back on those years from an outsider's perspective: Liuyun City, the forest, the military camp, the palace, and Weihan Peak.

No one could see her; she was like a spirit, silently watching.

"Su Murong, that's your past." She heard someone say this to her.

"Su Murong, that's your dream." She heard someone say this to her.

"Su Murong, those are your memories." She heard someone say this to her.

boom!

Su Murong looked up absently. On the edge of the vast, boundless yellow sand, Gui Jianchou stood beside her, tapping her head with his hand.

What are you thinking about?

"Teacher..." she began, somewhat absentmindedly.

"Hmm?" Gui Jianchou paused slightly, looking at her with a hint of surprise. "You usually call me 'old codger,' why are you suddenly being so respectful to me?"

Su Murong fell silent.

The campfire crackled before him, the familiar starry sky above held a sliver of light, the moon hiding behind the clouds like a shy young girl. Su Murong remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking:

"Teacher, I'm very confused."

"There is someone in my heart, but my eyes are always looking at the sky. Now, something is trying to change me. If I accept the change, I will not be able to look at the sky. If I do not accept the change, I will lose that person."

"Teacher, I don't know what to do."

“I hate that existence, but I also hate myself. Looking back, I don’t even know what I want anymore.”

"Teacher, what should I do?"

Gui Jianchou looked up at Su Murong, then suddenly laughed. He picked up a wooden stick from the ground, tapped Su Murong, and said:

"My mind is wandering."

“Xiao Rong, you are talented. You are far superior to me in understanding popularity, and your potential is much higher than mine. However, you actually have this kind of trouble.”

"Don't know what you want? Do you not know, or are you afraid to think about it? People's desires are countless. Some like lofty things, some like base things. Some have ideals, some have greed. Some want the support of the masses, some want to be remembered for eternity."

"These are all normal."

"But are you willing to admit that you really want these things? If you keep saying you want them but do nothing, then it means you don't really want them."

"If you really want it, then you should acknowledge it, face it, and do everything you can to get it. In the process, you will pour your heart and soul into it, and you may even lose your life, but you will still be willing to pay any price for it."

"This is what you really want."

"So..." Gui Jianchou looked at Su Murong, "Xiao Rong, what exactly do you want?"

Is it wealth and luxury?

Will it be to leave a mark on history?

Is it the grand ambition to take the world as one's dwelling?

Or do you not want to search for a haven all by yourself?

Su Murong looked at Gui Jianchou and said, word by word, "I want them all."

Gui Jianchou laughed and said, "Then, like me, adapt to change, and then lie low."

Rumble!

The formation disappeared.

"The formation has disappeared, and the secret treasure has been revealed!"

"Fellow Daoists, I shall take my leave first."

"Hey, if you're going to go first, then go first, but don't you dare steal my flying sword."

Zhuque excitedly tugged at Xuanwu's clothes: "The formation has disappeared, does that mean Master has succeeded?"

"It seems so."

Xuanwu said, then his eyes lit up: "Look, the Lord is out!"

The valley collapsed with a deafening roar.

While the immortals flew in to seize it, one person flew in the opposite direction.

Her face was expressionless, but her eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life.

She descended before the Vermilion Bird and the Black Tortoise, looked at them, exhaled deeply, and asked, "Do you know Yang Pingsheng?"

The two beasts stared at each other, speechless.

"You really have forgotten." Su Murong sighed softly, looked up, and glanced at the sky.

"endure……"

“Even though I am no longer myself…” she murmured to herself.

"My lord!" Suzaku approached, "Are you alright? Are you injured?"

Su Murong looked at her, shook his head, and took out the Tongchen Light from his bosom.

Suzaku was very happy and said, "Congratulations, my lord!"

Su Murong nodded faintly, without a smile.

A deep sadness permeated her heart.

But she didn't cry. Shameless people don't cry.

Because she had already shed all her tears long ago.

Chapter 196 Luo Benmo's Fury

"Can...can you still save me?"

The two stared at each other silently, their eyes fixed on one another. The dark clouds and thunder in the sky did not attract their attention. Yang Pingsheng was deep in thought, while Su Murong was waiting for an answer.

After a long silence, Yang Pingsheng finally spoke: "I..."

"Never mind, it's not important."