The improved female villains regained their memories.

In the video, Yang Pingsheng is with Lin Wanjun.

"My life."

Lin Wanjun nestled in Yang Pingsheng's arms, looking at him with red eyes: "Don't you like me?"

"..."

Thinking of the system's words, Yang Pingsheng's eyebrows twitched, but he still said, "That's not true."

"I don't want to be a goddess anymore, I'll give it to that woman, but only you, only you, I can't give it up."

She spoke in a drunken stupor, snuggling into Yang Pingsheng's arms.

"Ping Sheng, do you like me?"

"like."

Do you really, really like it?

"real."

"Between me and Song Panning, who do you like more?"

I like you.

"Then you won't be my follower, you'll be hers!?"

"Didn't you choose your sister?"

"Oh yeah, hehe... wait! You're changing the subject!"

"No."

"Then say it again, you like me."

"I like you."

"hey-hey."

I'm afraid to wipe it!

Inside the secret room, something seemed to have been crushed by Song Panning.

Since she upgraded the formation, even the audio could be transmitted from the other side of the image, so Song Panning heard the conversation clearly.

She turned off the video without expression, got up without expression, and left without expression.

Back at the mansion, she went into her room, where Ling Shuxin was still lying on her bed crying.

“I was just joking with you. Du Wanli doesn’t have homosexual tendencies.”

Ling Shuxin immediately stopped crying, her eyes red as she looked at Song Panning: "Really, really?"

"Really, but he likes young girls, especially seven-year-olds, so you have no chance."

Ling Shuxin: "???"

Ling Shuxin: "Waaaaaaahhhhhh!!"

Song Panning felt better, so she went outside again.

She walked into the courtyard, looked at the full moon in the sky, and thought of her father's words: persevere.

"I will never give up on you in my life."

Like Wen Shihan's burning obsession, it is slowly igniting.

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Song Panning became a goddess.

Inside the temple, the atmosphere was majestic, and the temple servants, dressed in earthen-yellow robes, appeared mysterious and elegant.

The goddess's usual place was in the very center, an extremely grand palace with all kinds of facilities, including exquisite magical artifacts, high-grade talismans and pills, which only the goddess and her followers could touch.

Song Panning changed into the goddess's exclusive attire—a pure white long dress, gold bracelets on her wrists, and a white belt; in short, she was dressed entirely in white. Wearing this pure white dress, she entered the palace.

She looked at the facilities and the treasures inside, which were magnificent and some of which she had never seen before.

She sat on the highest throne, with Yang Pingsheng standing beside her. The goddess's servants who accompanied her knelt down, awaiting her commands.

They were all waiting for the goddess's command, but her first command left them stunned.

"I don't need any servants here, you can all leave."

The goddess's servants exchanged glances. One of the female servants said, "Your Highness, we know that you are the most sacred being. Rest assured, these male servants will only stay outside the palace. They will not come before you unless you request it."

"Hmm, so what?"

"So you don't need to worry, the people who take care of you are all female servants."

"And what about my followers?"

"...In theory, they are all the same."

"Get out, all of you." Song Panning waved her hand. "I don't need it. Don't make me repeat myself."

"……Yes."

The goddess's servants all withdrew, leaving only Song Panning and Yang Pingsheng in the spacious hall.

She turned her head, her gaze fixed on Yang Pingsheng, staring intently at him.

Yang Pingsheng felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze and subconsciously asked, "Panning, what's wrong?"

"Why did you leave last night? I looked everywhere for you, but I couldn't find you."

Yang Pingsheng knew the other party would ask, but since the system had given instructions in advance, he could only bite the bullet and say, "I'm a little tired and want to rest early, so I'll be leaving now."

"Didn't I say that you are my follower and will stay with me for a while?"

“Pan Ning, you are already a goddess. Logically speaking, my mission is complete. The most important duty of a follower is actually during the goddess election. Now, my help to you is far less than before.”

"Who said that?" Song Panning smiled. "You have been a great help to me. Moreover, I plan to study formations and lack trustworthy people to cooperate with. So, never underestimate yourself."

"……this."

"You're not agreeing anymore? You're going to refuse?" Song Panning stared intently at Yang Pingsheng, her smile growing even brighter. "You won't refuse, will you? You're my follower."

She emphasized the word "followers".

"……Won't."

"very good."

She was laughing so happily, like a child.

But in the blink of an eye, her smile vanished, and she stood up, saying, "Come with me."

The temple is located on the top floor of the mountain city. It is magnificent and tall, with multiple halls. The hall in the center is where the goddess resides. After passing the Qingzheng Hall behind it, there is a large open space.

On this open space, Song Panning first set up several warning and defensive formations, and then condensed a small formation in the middle.

She looked at Yang Pingsheng and gave him a kind smile: "Go in."

The small, orange-yellow array occasionally flashed with lightning. Yang Pingsheng looked at it and tentatively asked, "What is this?"

"It's a formation under development. Don't worry, it won't harm you."

"But."

"Ok?"

"...I'll go in."

The moment he stepped inside, a current surged up his spine and rushed straight to his brain. In an instant, he experienced a variety of sensations, including numbness, pain, sourness, sweetness, and spiciness. Yang Pingsheng's protective spiritual energy turned into powder, and he faced the shock directly with his physical body.

"and many more……"

Before he could finish speaking, he trembled and could no longer utter a word, then staggered and fell to the ground.

However, before he fell, Song Panning held him and whispered in his ear:

"Don't give up like this."

She was smiling, holding a flag in her right hand.

"I have many more formations that I need you to help me experiment with."

"You're my follower, you'll definitely help me accomplish it, right?"

In an instant, the formation changed its shape.

Yang Pingsheng rolled his eyes and fainted.

"My whole life, my whole life?"

Song Panning's gentle call was tinged with the voice of a demon.

"You can't faint now. There are still 1,300 different forms waiting for you to help with the experiments."

"Come on, let's continue."

Song Panning, who became a goddess, has her own unique philosophy of venting.

Chapter 243 The Suzuka Twins

In the Goddess Palace, Song Panning walked barefoot down the steps, trailing her long white dress.

She was still dressed as a goddess, but her hair was naturally loose, her skirt trailed on the ground, and her face was ashen.

The goddess's servant walked in with her head down. Seeing that Song Panning seemed to be in a bad mood today, she was a little scared and could only lower her head and say, "Your Highness, the Lin family has sent someone again to inquire when Yang Pingsheng will be able to return."

"The same as before, you go back. Followers and goddesses have important matters to investigate and must not return."

"Yes, and also, the High Priest wishes to see you, what do you think..."

The high priest of the temple naturally refers to Song Xingtian. Upon hearing this, Song Panning's expression softened considerably, and she said, "Let him in."

"Yes."

Having waited outside for a long time, Song Xingtian was granted permission to enter the Goddess Palace.

The Song family can now be said to be at the pinnacle of power. The father and daughter are a goddess and a high priestess of the temple, respectively, which has surpassed the Lin and Ling families. Although their power has reached its peak, Song Xingtian is not optimistic.

"Ning'er, what have you been doing these past few days?" As soon as he entered the hall, Song Xingtian asked the question directly.