The improved female villains regained their memories.

“If that’s the case, then that’s inappropriate.” Du Wanli shook his head. “I’m the young lady’s follower. How can I go to see other goddess candidates on my own? Besides, Song Panning is a deep-seated person. If I meet with her alone, she might turn against me. I think there’s no place safer than the temple prison.”

"I see, so you want to negotiate with her in that place."

“Yes,” Du Wanli hurriedly replied. “Miss Lin, you know that if this matter is not handled properly, it will indeed have a significant impact on our reputation. However, if we offer benefits, the Song family will naturally accept it. Furthermore, if Song Panning agrees to my deal, I will naturally handle this matter properly and ensure that Song Panning suffers no loss of honor. If the Song family is truly an appendage of the Lin family, then they should make sacrifices for the Lin family. Although our methods are not good, frankly speaking, it is essentially just an exchange of benefits with the Song family, and the Song family cannot possibly refuse.”

“This…” Lin Jinxuan fell into deep thought.

"If the Lin family obtains the position of Goddess, what do these things matter?" Du Wanli slammed his fist down heavily. "How can family matters be overshadowed by personal feelings?"

"Very well, then let's follow your suggestion, sir."

With Lin Jinxuan's consent, Du Wanli laid out his plan. On that day, he unleashed his Celestial Immortal cultivation and knocked Lin Wanjun unconscious.

"Young Miss, sleep peacefully. Leave the rest to me."

In the following days, the entire mountain town was in an uproar.

"Before the finals even started, the Song family's daughter actually hired someone to frame Miss Lin Wanjun."

"I heard it was meant to ruin someone's reputation, but thankfully it was stopped by Miss Lin's followers."

"I heard they were friends, yet they resorted to such despicable means. Truly, the heart of a woman is the most poisonous."

"I still think Miss Lin is better. Miss Lin is beautiful and kind-hearted. She always helps the poor people in the mountain town. She is the best candidate for the goddess."

Public opinion was overwhelming, with everyone supporting Lin Wan-jun's election as a goddess.

Song Panning frowned slightly. She listened to everyone's criticisms of her with a blank expression all the way to the Lin family.

"I want to see Lin Wanjun."

The guards held her back, preventing her from entering. Then, the gate opened, and Lin Jinxuan walked out with a gloomy face.

“Song Panning,” she said coldly, “my sister considered you a friend, but you treated her like this.”

“Sister Lin,” Song Panning said calmly, “others may not understand, but don’t you understand me? Lin Wanjun and I grew up together. How could I possibly use such despicable means to harm her?”

"Heh, who knows what the position of Goddess represents? You understand, how many people throughout history have fought tooth and nail for it? Family and lovers have been torn apart because of it. So what if you are her friend?" Lin Jinxuan said coldly. "Ever since your battle with Leng Yan, who in Shancheng doesn't know that you, Song Panning, are incredibly shrewd and calculating? Our Wanjun was wrong to trust you, which is why things have come to this."

“Sister Lin, please listen to me,” Song Panning said. “I know you are very angry right now, but I still hope you can calm down first. I want to know what happened. At least, please let me see Wan Jun first.”

"Ha, no need. I've already summoned the temple inspector. You can tell them what you need to say."

"What……"

For the first time, Song Panning's expression changed; she never expected that the other party would actually go this far.

Soon, the temple inspector arrived and took her to the prison.

“Song Panning, you should know that the Goddess’s greatest requirement for candidates is purity,” the Inspector said coldly. “And you, you actually targeted this point and plotted to frame your competitor. I advise you to confess your crimes honestly.”

“Why should I confess to something I didn’t do?” Song Panning replied coldly. “My father is the high priest of the temple. You can go and ask him.”

"Song Panning!" The inspector slammed his fist on the table. "Don't try to intimidate us with your father's name. Do you think we can arrest you without evidence? I advise you to confess honestly and avoid suffering."

"Heh, since you have evidence, why are you still asking me?" Song Panning looked at her coldly. "You can show me the evidence and let me confront you one by one. I didn't do it, and that's that. No matter what you say, it's useless."

"Fine, you're being stubborn. Fine, then you can stay here for now."

....................................

just now.

As her memories were being retrieved, Lin Wanjun recalled everything that had happened and let out a deep breath.

Once, with Du Wanli's help, she sent Song Panning to the temple prison, and it was because of this that she ascended to the throne of the goddess.

Du Wanli and her older sister secretly orchestrated this scheme, and by the time Lin Wanjun woke up, the die was cast, and she had no control over the situation.

“Song Panning, I wronged you once, but I never expected that you would kill my whole family and everyone in the city afterward. Now, I have to wrong you again.”

Love and hate, right and wrong, truth and falsehood—it's all become indistinguishable.

The city was filled with blood, the corpses of her loved ones, and the night was stained with blood. These things mixed together, washing away Lin Wanjun's guilt and turning into a seed called hatred.

Lin Wanjun knew that Song Panning was not the one at fault in that incident back then.

But so what? Now that she has returned, she will not let go of the opportunity for revenge because of what happened back then.

"You've already been in once, so this time, I won't let you in."

Lin Wanjun read it in a low voice.

The scroll revealed the plan to frame them, along with the latest instructions.

She wanted to send Yang Pingsheng to the temple prison.

Yes, the person who went to jail this time was named Yang Pingsheng.

Chapter 237 The Song Family's Determination

The election campaign continues in the square.

With the preliminary rounds over, the elimination rounds followed immediately. Lin Wanjun watched her opponents being eliminated with a cold expression, but when she turned to face the audience, she put on a warm smile.

"As expected of the second young lady of the Lin family, her smile is so warm."

"The second young lady of the Lin family is a hot candidate right now."

"Huh? But I heard that the second young lady of the Lin family has a fiancé, right? Wouldn't that violate the rules for the Goddess election?"

"The Goddess's term lasts four years. Miss Wanjun can simply wait until she steps down. As long as she is still a virgin, she meets the requirements."

Discussions continued incessantly.

Every year there are popular candidates for the Goddess Contest, and this year's top contenders are Lin Wanjun, Ling Shuxin, Song Panning, and Shen Qingqing.

"The plan will be implemented gradually, and the effects will become apparent once the elimination rounds are over."

Back in her small room at the Lin family home, Lin Wanjun sat on the floor, her brows furrowed as she looked at the unfolded scroll.

"Although there was two years to prepare, Song Panning is not stupid after all. To be honest, this frame-up is far less sophisticated than Du Wanli's scheme in my previous life."

She took a deep breath. Now that Du Wanli had become someone else's follower, there was no point in thinking about it anymore.

"I never expected it to turn out like this. It was bad enough that Ling Shuxin and Song Panning joined forces, but now they've added Du Wanli to the mix."

Lin Wanjun knew exactly how ruthless this man could be.

He was ruthless enough, but the key point is that Du Wanli was also quite loyal. In his previous life, he died at Song Panning's hands while protecting her.

"Du Wanli, I have returned only for revenge. You are not my target. I hope you will not stand in my way."

Lin Wanjun spoke softly, her slender fingers tracing the scroll, her face clouded with gloom.

"Um, little sister..."

A soft, sweet voice came from behind me.

Lin Wanjun slammed the scroll shut, turned around, looked at Lin Jinxuan who was standing anxiously at the door, and shouted angrily, "Didn't I tell you that you can't come in without my permission?"

"I'm sorry..." Lin Jinxuan lowered her head, "It's just that you won the elimination round, and I made some mung bean cakes, thinking you like them, so..."

"What kind of time is this to be saying these things? Take it away!"

"But wasn't it your favorite thing when you were little..."

"I told you to take it out!"

Lin Jinxuan lowered her head and left.

Lin Wanjun kicked the table next to her hard, her eyes filled with a dark and uncertain look.

"Lin Jinxuan is really useless. She can't help at all in the elimination rounds. Fortunately, the opponents I encountered were not strong. If I had encountered Ling Shuxin or Song Panning, it would have been troublesome."

Lin Wanjun looked at the closed door, her eyes revealing undisguised disgust.

"In my past life, my sister conspired with Du Wanli to frame me for the sake of the family. How did she become so stupid now?"

"All he does is eat all day long, he can't help with anything at all, tsk."

Lin Jinxuan's talent is indeed too poor.

Lin Wanjun had repeatedly tried to give guidance on formations, but the other party was simply too dense, and she was at her wit's end.

"Fine, I'm not counting on her for the Goddess election. As for Song Panning, she hasn't found a follower yet. Could it be that she's after Yang Pingsheng?"

Lin Wanjun had been keeping a close eye on Song Panning's situation.

But the other person seems to have always been very laid-back. When they have nothing to do, they wander around the streets instead of staying at home. I really don't know what they're thinking.

She had also asked Yang Pingsheng about becoming an Earth Immortal, but he just smiled and said it was probably a matter of talent. He didn't even give a direct answer as to whether he was willing to become a follower of the Goddess.

"Hmph, this guy still hasn't forgotten Song Panning. He says he likes me, but it's all fake."

Lin Wanjun snorted coldly. If it weren't for the scroll's message that revenge could only be achieved by marrying Yang Pingsheng, she wouldn't have bothered with this hypocritical man.

"The seven candidates for goddess have been basically confirmed after the elimination rounds, and the plan has been laid out. However, I don't think it will have any impact on Song Panning. This kind of meaningless smear campaign is completely useless. At most, it will just send Yang Pingsheng to the temple prison for isolation and investigation. Tsk, I really don't know what the point is."

Lin Wanjun frowned slightly; she genuinely couldn't understand some of the arrangements on the scroll.

“Song Panning goes to restaurants every day without a care in the world. I don’t know what she’s after. Oh well, before we start the plan, I’ll keep an eye on Du Wanli. After all, I was with him in my previous life, so it’s better to be a little wary of him.”

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"The Goddess Election has been quite a spectacle these past few days," Leng Yan remarked, pushing open the restaurant door to be greeted by a sea of ​​people.

The Leng family is famous for running restaurants. As a daughter of the Leng family, Leng Yan naturally has her own business. However, her small restaurant is relatively remote and far from the central square. Even so, because it is the day of the Goddess election, her restaurant is basically full.

She propped up the door frame of the restaurant and looked out from there. On the street, people were rushing towards the central square, and there were food stalls on both sides of the street, all of which were doing very well.

The Goddess Election is held every four years, and every year at this time, businesses are overjoyed because it's such a lucrative opportunity.

"Golden leaves, freshly made golden leaves, for your beloved goddess~"

A stall was set up, and the owner was shouting loudly. Instantly, people crowded around it, and the owner's gold leaves were basically sold out in no time. This was normal. After the elimination rounds were over, seven goddess candidates were selected, and the goddesses were about to step down. At this time, gold leaves were a good thing, whether as a symbol to express love to a loved one or as a gift to a goddess you admire.

Under the protection of the Heavenly Dao, the people of the mountain city dance with the goddess, which in turn moves the Heavenly Dao. The people here deeply believe in the Heavenly Dao, and naturally they also believe that when the goddess abdicates and a new goddess is elected, the Heavenly Dao will cast its gaze upon them. Confessing one's feelings at this time will surely receive the blessing of the Heavenly Dao.

"so good……"

With a long, cold sigh, she thought of the popular candidates for goddess. Many men were eager to send letters with their own gold leaves to the goddess. Of course, everyone knew that the goddess should be pure and innocent, but influenced by novels, they all hoped that the goddess would notice them to some extent.

What if the plot of the novel comes true?

"Miss Ling is the best in the world!"