The improved female villains regained their memories.

Song Panning slowly turned her head and, despite the intense pain, gave Ling Shuxin a slow smile.

Ling Shuxin sat down on the ground with a thud, her heart pounding.

Three minutes, three and a half minutes, four minutes, four and a half minutes...

five minutes.

People were shocked, people were stunned, people were silent.

Ling Shuxin collapsed to the ground, trembling as she said, "You, what exactly do you want to do? You've already won..."

Yes, Song Panning has already won. She has five minutes left and it's practically impossible for her to be eliminated.

Ling Shuxin took the elixir, which relieved half of the pain, but even so, she only managed to hold on for a minute and a half. Song Panning was still stubbornly persisting. What exactly was she trying to do?

"Heh...what do I want to do?"

The extreme pain made it incredibly difficult for Song Panning to even speak, but she still managed to utter each word clearly:

"Remember? I told you I would participate in the Goddess Contest and make you lose miserably, so that you wouldn't even have the chance to compete with Lin Wanjun, and you would be eliminated before the end."

"What!!"

Ling Shuxin finally understood what Song Panning was planning.

It's important to know that in each round, in addition to the basic requirements for advancing, there are also on-site scoring by mentors. If someone receives a perfect score of 10 in the elimination round, that person is eligible to eliminate a designated person.

Generally speaking, this is impossible, and no one would pursue a perfect score. In an elimination round, as long as you don't get eliminated, that's enough. The crucial tests are later on. The only purpose of the score is to eliminate those with lower scores when everyone reaches the passing mark. Moreover, mentors generally don't give perfect scores, as they don't want to offend anyone.

However, Song Panning is a madwoman. She is going to an extreme. She is not only pushing herself, but also pushing the mentors to give her full marks.

Ling Shuxin realized what was happening and roared, "You madman! You actually want to get a perfect score and eliminate me? What makes you think you can?! Does your Song family want to start a war with my Ling family? You've gone this far. Do you think Lin Wanjun can protect you? Do you think the Lin family will protect you?!"

She was both angry and anxious, and for the first time, she lost her composure in front of everyone.

Song Panning smiled lightly: "No, but so what? As long as I or Lin Wanjun become goddesses, isn't that enough? Do you think you can do anything to me during my term as goddess? No, not only will your Ling family not do anything to me, but they will also respect me and support me. In the end, this world is all about strength."

"So, I'm doing this not only because of our bet, but also to nip you, the person who poses the greatest threat to me and Wan Jun, in the bud. Hehehe, hahahahahahahaha! Ling Shuxin, everyone only has one chance to run for office. The moment you allowed me to take the stage, the moment you failed to nip me in the bud, you had already lost. Don't worry, I will respect you, respect you to the point of ruthlessly suppressing you, crushing you, and ensuring you never have a chance to get revenge and turn the tables!"

She actually raised her arms in the oil pan and laughed wildly to the sky.

Ling Shuxin sat blankly on the ground, staring at the madman, unable to say a word.

Despair and coldness spread through her heart. For the first time, she realized that the person in front of her was so terrifying and horrible. She did not play by the rules at all. Once she made a move, she would not stop until she had killed the person.

If that were all, it wouldn't be so bad. The most important thing is that Song Panning's mind is too firm. Yes, she is too firm. Once she has made up her mind, she will not change it in the slightest.

She said she would make herself lose miserably, she said she wouldn't even have the right to compete with Lin Wanjun, she said she would be eliminated before the end, and now, she has done it all.

That's a poisonous snake.

"This is a venomous snake," Ling Shuxin thought in despair. "This creature is a venomous snake. It will stare intently at its prey, and once it strikes, it will be fatal, giving no chance for the victim to recover."

She regretted it a little; why had she provoked such a person?

In the past, she could have relied on her family background and her own power to suppress Song Panning, but now, she has no chance.

If Song Panning gets a perfect score, she will not hesitate to eliminate herself. As a result, she will not benefit the family at all. In fact, she might even be betrayed by her own father to appease Song Panning.

She lost.

The moment Song Panning stepped onto the stage, she had already lost.

"This girl came here specifically to kill me. Yes, she's been waiting for this opportunity. It was my oversight, my carelessness. Damn it, I should have killed her the moment she arrived!"

Ling Shuxin's face broke down.

She knew that Song Panning would not show any mercy.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song Panning persevered for so long, which can be said to have broken a record. It was impossible for the mentors not to give her full marks; they also had to save face and maintain their reputation.

Ling Shuxin looked at Song Panning, at her standing in the oil pan, at her determination, at her unwavering expression.

Every second she held on only amplified her murderous intent towards herself.

The only consequence of provoking a venomous snake is death.

Twenty minutes later.

Song Panning was practically carried out of the frying pan.

The mentors unanimously gave it a perfect score.

Before leaving the field, she looked at Ling Shuxin, grinned, and then slowly raised her hand and made a slash across her neck.

Chapter 235 Goddess Election

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past two years, Yang Pingsheng and Lin Wanjun have grown closer, and they have basically become a couple recognized by the people of Chongqing.

"Today is the day of the audition, and I will be participating. Pingsheng, will you come to support me?"

Yang Pingsheng was tidying up the guards' equipment when he heard Lin Wanjun's words. He looked up and smiled slightly, "Didn't you choose your sister as your follower?"

I won't go.

Sixteen-year-old Lin Wanjun stood outside the window, her elbows resting on the windowsill, her chin propped up, and she looked at Yang Pingsheng with a grin: "Pingsheng, are you unhappy that I chose my sister as my follower?"

"No."

"Nonsense, you're clearly jealous."

As they were chatting, some butterflies suddenly flew by and landed on Lin Wanjun's head and hands.

"Look at my life!"

Lin Wanjun excitedly held up the butterfly that had landed on her wrist for Yang Pingsheng to see: "Beautiful butterfly."

Not just this one butterfly, but yellow, red, purple, all sorts of butterflies were fluttering around Lin Wanjun.

Yang Pingsheng thought about it and figured the reason for the crowd was probably the Dance of the Goddess. He just didn't know what kind of Dance of the Goddess Lin Wanjun practiced, because she carried a strange fragrance even in her normal state, which could attract butterflies.

"It really is very beautiful."

"I'm getting ready. There's an audition today. I'm taking my sister to the central square. Pingsheng, want to come along?"

"I'm not going."

"Good~"

Lin Wanjun stood up, and butterflies scattered around her. Her face was flushed, and her hair fell messily across her forehead, revealing the vibrant life in her eyes.

Yang Pingsheng looked at her, thought for a moment, and said, "Do you want to go buy clothes?"

"Well, that's why I'll be back late today. Pingsheng, you also need to report to the temple guards, right?"

"Ah."

"See you tonight?"

See you tonight.

After the female lead left, Yang Pingsheng tidied up and also left the courtyard.

Two years have passed, and with the previous four years, he has not spoken a single word to Song Panning for a full six years.

If they were just ordinary friends, not speaking to each other for six years would make it very difficult to have any contact in this lifetime. However, Yang Pingsheng knew that it wouldn't happen.

His relationship with Song Panning had only just begun.

As soon as he stepped out of the courtyard gate, a white pigeon flew down from a tree branch and circled around him.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo!"

It cried out and fluttered its wings, landing on Yang Pingsheng's hand. Yang Pingsheng picked it up and discovered that a letter was tied to its leg.

I stroked its fur, opened it, and saw familiar handwriting on it.

After glancing at it briefly, he sighed and released the pigeons.

The letter was sent to him by Ling Shuxin. The gist of it was that the Goddess Election was about to begin, but Song Panning hadn't even decided on his own followers.

Although the first two levels have little to do with followers, it is generally advisable to determine the followers in advance and discuss the matter with each other.

In the letter, Ling Shuxin first poured out her grievances, complaining that Yang Pingsheng had ignored them for the past few years, and that Song Panning was always drunk at her house, making her clean up after her every day. Then she tried to persuade Yang Pingsheng to tell him about Song Panning's feelings for her.

She made it clear that the position of Song Panning's follower was reserved for Yang Pingsheng, and said that as long as he was willing to become Song Panning's follower, Ling Shuxin was willing to pay any price.

"Can't I even help as a friend?" Ling Shuxin questioned in her letter.

Six years have passed, and the children have grown up. Ling Shuxin knows that everyone has the right to pursue love. In addition, Lin Wanjun and Yang Pingsheng are now basically recognized as a couple. The Lin family tacitly approves, and the Yang family has expelled Yang Pingsheng, so she naturally has nothing to say.

But even so, does that mean we can't even be friends?

Ling Shuxin wrote a long and detailed account, including their shared memories from back then, as well as how much Song Panning had sacrificed for him. She also repeatedly assured him that Song Panning was a candidate for goddess, and that even if Song Panning wanted to have anything happen with him, nothing could.

"See? I told you, some people would get impatient," the system's voice rang out. "Now, you can naturally become Song Panning's follower."

"Let nature take its course? Ha, that's just not true."

Yang Pingsheng smiled helplessly and put away the letter: "If I really like Lin Wanjun, I can't become Song Panning's follower."

What is impossible?

Yes, that's how it was, but it wasn't mentioned. Logically, that's how it should be.

However, human emotions are precisely the most difficult thing to control.

Yang Pingsheng recalled that rainy night six years ago, when that twelve-year-old girl stood unfathomably in front of him and confessed to controlling him.

Beneath that girl's appearance lay a heavy soul that he couldn't fathom. For the past six years, Song Panning had vanished as if she had never appeared before him.

Has her love truly vanished?

Did she just give up like that?

Has she completely forgotten about the past?

No, that's impossible. If Song Panning were that kind of person, then she wouldn't be a so-called female villain, and the system wouldn't have made him become Song Panning's follower after he had made such a move.

"Let's begin as planned," the system's voice announced.

According to plan...

Yang Pingsheng tidied his clothes and went to the temple to report for duty as a guard.