The improved female villains regained their memories.

Song Panning looked at her father and replied, "Of course I'm doing what I want to do."

Song Xingtian frowned deeply.

His fears came true.

The goddess is not only a manifestation of power, but also of responsibility and obligation. The most important duty of the goddess is to reinforce the seal of the mountain city. The common people do not know these things, but the powerful families of these temple forces know them very well.

Admittedly, the Song family has its responsibilities, but at least they should put on a show in public. Ever since Song Panning became a goddess, she hasn't even shown her face. She simply canceled her previous meetings and reports and locks herself in here every day, and no one knows what she's doing.

Lin Wanjun cried everywhere, saying that her fiancé was not coming back, and the Lin family had already started protesting against the Song family. As a result, Song Panning's reputation outside was gradually getting worse, and people were increasingly suspicious of the relationship between Song Panning and Yang Pingsheng. At this time, Song Panning could no longer remain inactive.

“Ning’er, I know that you have grasped the ancestral teachings, understood the responsibilities of the Song family, and fulfilled your mother’s expectations. But now is far from the time to slack off. Also, I need to have a formal talk with you about Yang Pingsheng,” Song Xingtian said.

Song Panning's expression remained unchanged. Although she had now become a goddess, she still maintained a respectful attitude towards her father. Seeing her father say this, she went over, helped him sit down, and then bowed to him as before: "Father, please speak."

"Ugh……"

Seeing his daughter like this, the father couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh. After a long pause, Song Xingtian decided not to use his usual harsh words, but instead asked, "What's your relationship with Yang Pingsheng like now?"

“He was my confidant, and we’ve always had a very good relationship,” Song Panning replied.

"Where is he now?"

"I'm helping my daughter with some research, Father. Why do you ask that?"

“…Ning’er, rumors are circulating that you, the goddess, are the most impure of all the goddesses in history,” Song Xingtian said. “Some even say that Yang Pingsheng is actually your lover, and that you and he have already consummated your marriage. Ning’er, tell your father the truth, are you and Yang Pingsheng…”

"No." Song Panning lowered her head. "Father, Ning'er knows what's important. Don't worry, this won't happen."

Not for now.

Hearing Song Panning say that, Song Xingtian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Whatever you want to do, I will not stop you, but Ning’er, you must understand the importance of priorities.”

“Father, I know.”

Song Xingtian is gone.

With his daughter being so opinionated, nothing he said could change anything.

After her father left, Song Panning activated the mechanism and entered the secret room.

In just three months, she transformed the Goddess Palace into her own private palace. She had already taken the ancestral relics under the pretext of keeping them for herself and placed them in a secret room to unravel their mysteries.

"It's almost time."

Torches blazed one by one, their arrays overlapping, their brilliant light illuminating the dark basement. Ancestors' relics lay spread out on the table, their ancient marks left by time appearing weathered in the gloom.

Inside the 10300th formation, Yang Pingsheng could no longer hold on and completely fainted. Song Panning stepped forward, picked him up, and moved him to the stone bed. She said in a rare gentle tone, "You've worked hard."

After three months, she had mostly calmed down.

"Just as I expected, formations can be enhanced by combining magical artifacts. The ancestral flag is a magical artifact."

Song Panning walked up to the table where the flags were placed and muttered to herself.

"We must decipher the formation in reverse order and research a combination that can be used with the flags in order to activate this magical artifact. To do this research, we not only need a deep understanding of formations, but more importantly, we need to be able to develop it to its full potential and bring out the full power of the magical artifact."

Song Panning opened her hand, and in the center of her palm, a small magic circle was swirling.

"After so many experiments, it's finally done."

For three months, Yang Pingsheng suffered greatly, but fortunately, Song Panning's formation was completely completed.

"rise!"

The formation spread out, enveloping the entire secret chamber. Instantly, a mysterious light filled the space, and surging power emerged from the flag, interacting with the formation.

"Wait, something's not right. Why can't I control this magic array? Could it be...?"

Song Panning thought of something and was about to close the formation when the flag automatically rose up, firmly controlling the formation with it as the center.

A woman's figure was faintly visible above the flag.

As the starlight condensed, Song Panning stopped struggling and let the flag control her. Finally, the woman's figure took shape completely. She had no feet and floated in the air, appearing semi-transparent.

Leng Yanran.

This woman, who lived in history, has awakened once again in this world.

"here it is……"

She touched her head, feeling a slight pain. Once the pain subsided and she could see her surroundings clearly, the woman realized what had happened.

"So that's how it is, I was already dead..."

As she spoke, she looked at Song Panning, who had been silent, and smiled gently: "The familiar bloodline aura, so that's how it is. You are the descendant Qi Hao mentioned."

"Junior Song Panning greets Senior Leng Yanran."

Song Panning bowed respectfully, and Leng Yanran nodded in agreement, her smile widening.

“Child, there’s no need for formalities. I am, after all, a dead man. I am only meeting you in this capacity to complete my mission. Without further ado, I will give you the things now.”

She reached out and placed her hand on Song Panning's head. In the next instant, Song Panning felt the world turn upside down, an illusion struck, and she fell uncontrollably.

A flash of white light appeared, and a long-ago story slowly unfolded before her.

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"Master, it's done! Madam has given birth!"

As the midwife uttered these words of ecstatic joy, thunder rumbled across the sky, and in an instant, dark clouds gathered, and a violent storm swept through the entire Nine Heavens City.

Lord Ling Wuhan of Jiutian City waited anxiously in front of the delivery room. He only breathed a sigh of relief when the midwife came out and said those words. He hurriedly asked, "Is Madam alright?"

"Don't worry, sir, Madam is fine." The midwife beamed. "Madam has given birth to twins, congratulations, sir."

"Boy or girl?"

"They're all girls."

"Whether it's a girl or not, as long as Madam is alright, that's all that matters."

Ling Wuhan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go in to take a look when, unexpectedly, a bright red light suddenly shone inside the house, and the originally dark clouds turned crimson.

Boom!!!

Thunder roared, and the crimson clouds, like drumheads, resounded as they were struck by the thunder dragon. The crimson light reflected from inside the house shot straight to the horizon, forming a rainbow-colored pillar of light.

Ling Wuhan was a knowledgeable person, and he immediately realized what was going on. He murmured to himself in shock, "A natural phenomenon, a natural immortal."

A crimson light shot into the sky, and beyond the red clouds, several immortals stood there. The oldest among them, dressed in a white robe with a long beard, narrowed his eyes as he looked at the fiery red pillar of light and slowly spoke: "Such a strange phenomenon has been born. The protagonist of the next round has finally been born."

He turned around and said to the immortals behind him, "Now that we have repelled the villains' attack, you should have gone to Taixu long ago. But because of me, you have been delayed here for a while longer."

"Not at all, Ancient. You are the protagonist of the main world. Besides, the next crisis will be the most serious one. That's why the succession of the protagonist this time cannot be taken lightly."

"Yes, yes, let's just delay as long as we don't leave any loopholes."

"If we can help the ancients, then we still have some remaining value. As long as it helps, that's good enough."

The immortals spoke in unison, appearing to hold the old man in extremely high regard.

"Hmm... In every main world, the protagonists, after resisting the villains, must transform into immortals and merge with the Heavenly Dao. Now, my time is almost up, and it's too late to teach them." The ancient man sighed slightly. "As you have seen, the protagonist of this main world is a girl. She will face the greatest crisis. The Guardian Sect will be handed over to her, and the succession of the protagonist will be more serious than ever before. However, because of the problem I have encountered, the teachers for the succession of the protagonist can only be you."

"That's why I called you all here," the old man said with a cough. "Who among you is willing to spend another round teaching the protagonist and helping her get through the next challenge?"

When the old man uttered these words, the other immortals were all greatly shocked.

"Ancient? How can this be allowed? The protagonist's succession must be passed on by the previous protagonist. This is an unchanging rule, how can it be..."

"Yes, the sages have set the rules, and we have followed them for thousands of years. How can we..."

“Old Gu, it’s not that we’re afraid of death, danger, or responsibility, but this matter is of utmost importance, and your task is truly…”

Gu Lao listened to the words of the immortals but said nothing. He simply smiled and fixed his gaze on a man.

The man, clad in a black robe, stood out among the immortals. Though he was an immortal, a faint demonic aura emanated from his body.

"Demon King, can you complete the mission?"

A man known as the Demon King stepped forward, clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said, "Rest assured, Elder, I will definitely complete the mission and teach the protagonist, the leader of the Guardian Sect, how to defend against the next attack from the villains."

"it is good."

Gu Lao smiled, a smile of relief.

"I can sense that my time is running out. After I leave, everyone, proceed to Taixu according to plan and await the day when the grand scheme of ten thousand years is successful. Demon King, your task is the heaviest, but it is alright. Follow the instructions of Heaven, teach her, help her, and overcome difficulties together. The next villainous attack will be the most severe in history, and the protagonist of the main world will surely surpass all previous protagonists. Demon King, remember the sacrifices of the sages, remember their words. In this struggle that has lasted for tens of millions of years, my human race will surely achieve the final victory."

"Yes."

The Demon King moved, and boundless pressure swept out, scattering the crimson clouds. Blue-purple demonic energy lingered around him, setting off his slow descent.

Ling Wuhan led his men out and saw someone descending from the sky. His heart pounded. As a cultivator himself, he could tell that the other party's cultivation was unfathomable. So he stepped forward and asked, trying to appear calm, "What brings you here, Immortal?"

"I am the newly appointed sect leader of the Heavenly Guardian Sect." The Demon King withdrew his oppressive aura, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle tone, "Lord Ling, you don't need to be nervous. I have come here for your newborn daughter. As you have seen, she has extraordinary birth signs and a natural immortal body. With proper guidance, she will surely become a great person. I have come here to take her as my disciple. I wonder what your opinion is?"

The Heavenly Guardian Sect is a top sect in the Qian Kingdom, and everyone in the court knows it. Ling Wuhan was overjoyed and said repeatedly, "Immortal, if you are willing to teach me, I am naturally very willing."

No one would be unwilling.

Leaving aside the fact that cultivators and immortals are completely different things, the sheer force of the other party breaking through the strange phenomena and carrying such pressure was enough to demonstrate their extraordinary skills. Add to that their status as the sect leader of the Heavenly Guardian Sect, and Ling Wuhan would be more than willing to accept them as a disciple or even as a godfather. This world ultimately belongs to immortals, and compared to royalty, immortals clearly have more say.

If his daughter could become a powerful immortal in the future, the Ling family's status would undoubtedly rise, and he, as her father, could also share in the glory, and perhaps even advance his career.

"I wonder which of my children the Immortal wishes to take as his disciple?"

The Demon King frowned slightly, momentarily stunned: "What does Lord Ling mean by this? It is naturally the child born today."

"Um... Immortal, my wife gave birth to twins today, I wonder..."

"What, twins?"

The Demon King's eyes widened, and he stepped forward, asking urgently, "Are you sure they're twins?"

"Forehead……"

Ling Wuhan didn't know why the Demon King was suddenly so excited, but she still told the truth: "Of course, I have seen it with my own eyes, and of course they are twins."

"How...how can they be twins?"

The Demon King frowned deeply and fell into complete silence.

Chapter 244 The Ling Family's Daughter Has Grown Up