The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Miss Song had not previously revealed that Yang Pingsheng was her follower. It is quite strange that she has only revealed it now and is so protective of him."

Public opinion increasingly favored Lin Wanjun, and Song Panning almost reached a low point.

That very day, many pamphlets were drawn, filled with images of Song Panning as treacherous and cunning. The Song family sent people to arrest her, but they couldn't catch her all.

In less than a day, this booklet became a hit throughout the mountain town.

At night, Song Panning stood on the mountaintop, gazing at the city lights of thousands of homes, her eyes filled with melancholy.

Footsteps sounded behind her, and Yang Pingsheng stood beside her. It was only then that she put away the sharpness in her eyes and smiled at Yang Pingsheng: "You've come."

When Song Panning said this, her joy was palpable. She was genuinely happy, both because of Yang Pingsheng's performance that day and his arrival.

“Pan Ning, why are you doing this? If you do this, public opinion will be against you, and you will suffer in the upcoming Goddess election.”

Song Panning looked at him and calmly replied, "No, that won't happen."

"Let them say what they want, do what they want, I don't care."

"I don't care about any of it."

She only cares about the people and things she cares about.

"...You're still the same as always."

"My followers, you will help me, won't you?"

"Yes, even without this incident, I would still choose you."

"?" This time it was Song Panning's turn to be stunned.

She turned to look at him. Yang Pingsheng stood there and slowly began to speak:

"In my heart, you are the best goddess."

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Song Panning's approval rating has almost hit rock bottom.

Speculation surrounding Yang Pingsheng, a constant stream of negative information, and the popularity of the pamphlets led to Song Panning's supporters almost all going into hiding.

However, the competition will not stop because of these things, and soon the duel between the seven goddess candidates will begin.

Seven goddess candidates, and their followers.

Among them, Lin Wanjun stands out, and she and her older sister attract particular attention.

The reason they attracted so much attention, besides the sisters' good looks, was of course the love triangle between Lin Wanjun, Yang Pingsheng, and Song Panning.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Wanjun walked up to Yang Pingsheng and Song Panning and smiled slightly, saying, "Sister Song, I'm entrusting Pingsheng to you now, so please don't let him down."

Song Panning looked at her coldly, making no attempt to hide her hostility: "He is my follower, and I don't need you to remind me."

"That's natural."

Lin Wanjun didn't mind at all, and smiled as she looked at Yang Pingsheng: "Pingsheng, I won't blame you. You can explain to me slowly later. I'm willing to wait for you."

Yang Pingsheng nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Now, Yang Pingsheng has changed, becoming similar to Song Panning, equally unfathomable, his sharp glint in his eyes completely hidden, leaving only outward indifference.

That night, after many years, Yang Pingsheng stepped into Song Panning's home again. The two sat in familiar yet unfamiliar seats, and Song Panning poured him tea.

“Followers need to stay with the goddess candidates, so you will stay with me for the time being.” Song Panning’s tone was unusually gentle. “If you are not comfortable in any place, tell me and I will find a way.”

Thank you, everything is fine.

Yang Pingsheng nodded and accepted it, maintaining a proper demeanor in every gesture.

Song Panning watched his hand quickly retract, her eyes narrowed slightly, and changed the subject, getting down to business: "Now, my reputation has basically dropped to its lowest point, and I've even fallen off the trending list. Most importantly, my physical defects haven't been fixed for many years, and my spiritual energy is always not flowing smoothly in my body. So, if I want to defeat all my opponents, I have to come up with some other methods."

"Pingsheng," she called him by name, "What's your idea?"

Yang Pingsheng pondered. In fact, he didn't need to do this. The system had already given him a plan, and he only needed to explain it.

He was acting this way purely to disguise himself and prevent Song Panning from noticing anything amiss. After pondering for a minute or two, Yang Pingsheng spoke up: "We can use the rules to achieve our goal as much as possible."

"Oh? Is that what Pingsheng thinks too?" Song Panning smiled slightly. "Then, Pingsheng, how do you think we should make use of this?"

Yang Pingsheng dipped his finger in the tea and wrote the three characters "Inspector" on the table.

This is the key to everything, and also the major source of Song Panning's undeserved misfortune.

Others used the inspectorate to bring Song Panning's reputation to its lowest point; conversely, Song Panning could also use this to her advantage.

The selection of goddesses is not only about the obvious hurdles, but also about the scheming, calculation, and idealism behind the scenes. Idealists will not become goddesses.

Song Panning nodded, a rare, mischievous smile playing on her lips.

"Fine, if they want to play, then let's have some fun first."

The next day, apart from Lin Wanjun, each of the other goddess candidates received an accusation.

The accusations are against himself and his followers.

Public opinion surged even more, with people offering all sorts of opinions.

"I mean, first of all, I'm very happy that you two have made up."

"Well, how should I put it? We are good friends after all, but I never expected you to pull this stunt."

Ling Shuxin was both amused and exasperated. That night, in front of Song Panning and Yang Pingsheng, she complained, "I can understand that you wanted to muddy the water, but why did I also receive it?"

"Is there a problem with my accusations?" Song Panning slowly took a sip of tea. "Don't you like Du Wanli?"

"What are you talking about?! Who likes that guy?!"

A complete lie.

Yang Pingsheng remained silent, watching Song Panning finish her tea. He then got up to refill her cup, and Song Panning didn't refuse. While enjoying Yang Pingsheng's service, she explained to Ling Shuxin, "Shuxin, in the current situation, those who haven't received the tea are actually the most nervous."

"Hey?"

Snapped!

Lin Wanjun placed her hand on the table, her face grim as she looked at the letter from the temple inspector.

“Song Panning is really crazy. She accused every single goddess candidate except me. The most important thing is that, just like me, she had her subordinates anonymously report the matter. She even chose someone who didn’t get along with the inspector I chose to investigate the matter, making it known to everyone.”

Lin Wanjun gripped the edge of the table tightly, her eyes revealing her anxiety: "What should we do? Song Panning got Yang Pingsheng's help and stirred up this mess so much. Most importantly, she put me in the spotlight. Under these circumstances, everything I do will attract attention. Putting aside whether I can compete for the position of Goddess, there is no way we can send Yang Pingsheng to the Temple Prison."

Frustration and depression welled up inside me.

In her previous life, Du Wanli helped her organize these things, but now, she can only rely on herself.

"Planning, planning. At that time, Du Wanli succeeded with one plan, directly sentencing Song Panning to death."

Lin Wanjun frowned. She hadn't participated in the key part of Du Wanli's plan in her previous life; she had only heard him mention it briefly to her elder sister afterward.

What exactly happened that made Song Panning bow her head and Du Wanli make the final decision?

Chapter 239 The Fall of the Female Villain

past life.

The Lin family's room.

As evening approached, the sun hung low between the mountains, the ever-flowing river rolled like gold, and the stones on the bank looked like burning charcoal. Birds returned to their nests, and their calls faded into the distance. Everything became quiet, welcoming the arrival of darkness.

The atmosphere in Lin Wanjun's room was extremely oppressive.

Her eyes were almost bloodshot, her face expressionless. The usually gentle woman had become cold and indifferent, as if a storm was about to break.

Lin Jinxuan sat down next to her, brought the bowl closer, and said, "Wanjun, have some."

"Take it further away," Lin Wanjun said coldly, her eyes fixed on Du Wanli, who was looking down not far away. "I'm too disgusted to eat right now."

Her body trembled, and her voice was filled with thunderous rage: "Du Wanli, is there anything you want to say to me?"

"Now that things have come to this, no matter what I say, Miss will definitely not believe me."

Du Wanli bowed slightly and said, "However, I hope to use this matter to help Miss make up her mind. Miss, from ancient times to the present, it has always been the case that one general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand. If you want to ascend to the position of goddess, this is the price that must be paid."

Lin Wanjun remained silent.

“Yes, Wanjun, Wanli did it all for you.” Lin Jinxuan also chimed in, “I know you and Panning are close, but the position of Goddess is of great importance. It represents too many things. It’s impossible to decide the winner so easily because of your friendship.”

What Lin Wanjun and Du Wanli said was not without reason.

Since ancient times, the competition for the position of goddess has always been fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It's either you eliminate me or I eliminate you. Family competition is inherently cruel, not to mention that it involves one interest group after another.

In the eyes of these people, the so-called friendship agreement between Song Panning and Lin Wanjun was a joke. A position second only to the emperor should be filled with all sorts of schemes and tricks, and should not be bound by any agreement.

"Wanjun, have you forgotten?" Du Wanli said, "Don't you want to become a goddess?"

These words successfully swayed Lin Wanjun. Her eyes darted away, and she turned her head to the side, saying, "I understand what you're saying, but why did you use this method? You could have told me beforehand."

Du Wanli and Lin Jinxuan exchanged a glance, and at the same time they understood Lin Wanjun's thoughts.

She wanted to be a goddess, and Song Panning could be hurt. To put it bluntly, Lin Wanjun only cared about two things: first, how to avoid damaging her reputation, and second, why keep it a secret from her.

Du Wanli, confident in his abilities, said, "This is indeed my fault. I have repeatedly advised you, but you have not listened to my advice. I was anxious for a moment. I can swear to Heaven that from now on, I will consult with you on everything."

Swearing an oath to the Heavenly Dao is considered the most serious oath by the people of Shancheng, since they all believe in the Heavenly Dao. Even goddesses are merely products of communication with the Heavenly Dao. Generally, if you ask a person from Shancheng to swear an oath in the name of the Heavenly Dao, almost no one will disbelieve it.

Seeing that Lin Wanjun's eyes had calmed down slightly, Du Wanli continued, "In addition, regarding Song Panning's matter, Miss, please pretend you know nothing about it. I will step in to help you resolve everything."

“Yes.” Lin Jinxuan put down her chopsticks, stepped forward, and put her hand on Lin Wanjun’s shoulder. “If anything happens, the family will take the blame for you. You just need to be your goddess.”

Lin Wanjun lowered her head, her mouth moving as she said in a pitiful little voice, "But, Sister Song... what about her?"

“Miss Song has been detained by the Temple Inspector, but I have spoken to them and they will not make things difficult for her.” Du Wanli smiled slightly and said, “I have made all the necessary preparations. Don’t worry, Miss. Song Panning will only think about how to explain to you. Even if she sees through the scheme, I will take full responsibility. She will definitely not blame you.”

"The Song family..."

"In the end, the Song family is nothing more than dependent on the Lin family. The reason why the Song family has risen to power is simply because Song Panning's father, Song Xingtian, has become the High Priest. If you become a goddess in the future, they will naturally not dare to say anything, but will only treat you with more respect than before. If you feel guilty, you can make it up to them after you become a goddess."

Lin Wanjun remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "This incident has also greatly affected Sister Song's reputation, I..."

“The die is cast, Miss. It’s too late for anything you say now. It’s true that Song Panning’s reputation has been damaged, but if you personally testify for her, those rumors that are bad for her will naturally fall apart. To put it bluntly, if Song Panning wants to truly avoid any loss, she has no choice but to cooperate with you,” Du Wanli said. “Since you previously agreed with her that whoever becomes the Goddess, the other person would not pursue or care, now that you’ve become the Goddess, isn’t it the same as her becoming the Goddess? A wise person knows when to yield, and Miss Song naturally knows what is advantageous.”

"I understand." Lin Wanjun turned her head away. "In that case, I'll leave it to you."

"Your subordinate is willing to go through fire and water to secure the position of goddess for the young lady."

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.