The improved female villains regained their memories.

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Two years later.

Because of Lin Wanjun's actions, the entire mountain city has fallen into the goddess's dictatorial rule.

The temple's mechanisms became Lin Wanjun's henchmen, and various families fawned over her, causing the social atmosphere to change drastically, becoming oppressive and heavy.

The duties of the inspector were transformed, and he was responsible for listening to the people of the mountain town. No one dared to listen or speak recklessly anymore. The previous goddess election and party were all canceled. From now on, there will only be one goddess.

The goddess is no longer the spokesperson of the Way of Heaven; she has become synonymous with rule and has become terrifying. People cannot speak ill of her. Before, whether or not you spoke ill of her depended on whether you respected the Way of Heaven; now, whether or not you spoke ill of her depends on how many heads you have to lose.

Leng Yan pushed open the door of the Goddess's Hall, carrying a pile of documents. These were all documents of people recently arrested by the Inspector, mostly people who had privately commented on the Goddess's arrest. The charges were basically the same. Leng Yan had come to see the Goddess so that she could review and sign them. Once she had signed and there were no problems, they could basically be executed.

Deep inside the main hall, Lin Wanjun sat there listlessly, yawning with her chin in her hand. Below, people were vying to make fools of themselves by performing acrobatics, afraid of displeasing the goddess. Some were performing magic tricks, some were dancing, and some were wielding swords, making a noisy and chaotic scene.

Lin Wanjun found it increasingly boring as she looked up and saw Leng Yan approaching. She quickly waved and said, "Leng Yan, you've come at the right time. Take a look at these people's performances and pick out a good one for me so I can stay in the main hall."

Lin Wanjun was like that; she would always select a group of people and let them perform as they pleased, keeping some of them at the end depending on her mood. As for the others, she would either give them to her subordinates like slaves or throw them into the backyard to feed the monsters.

After two years, everyone knew what kind of person she was. Upon hearing her say that, the audience members performing below widened their eyes in horror and quickly looked at Leng Yan with pleading eyes, hoping that Leng Yan would choose them.

However, Leng Yan shook his head and said, "Sir, I am not interested in these things. This is the list of prisoners for today. Please take a look."

"Tsk, so serious, what's our relationship?"

Lin Wanjun chuckled, raised her hand, and Leng Yan respectfully handed it over. Then she respectfully retreated off the stage. Lin Wanjun glanced at it once, too lazy to sign it, and simply tossed it back to Leng Yan.

"Whatever you want, do whatever you want."

When it comes to thoughtfulness, no one is more thoughtful than Leng Yan.

No wonder Song Panning was attracted to her before. Leng Yan is never argumentative or quarrelsome, never makes demands or objects, is understanding and reliable. In the past two years, Lin Wanjun has been inseparable from Leng Yan for almost everything, big or small. Except for core issues, Leng Yan basically makes the decisions for everything else.

Anyway, she is Song Panning, and Leng Yan is so loyal to Song Panning, so it's unlikely that she would betray her.

Chapter 272 Hehe

"By the way, how is Father?" Lin Wanjun asked lazily.

The father she was referring to was Song Panning's father, Song Xingtian. Since that incident, Song Xingtian had collapsed. After she locked Song Panning in the underground, she rarely went back to see him. Firstly, she wasn't really Song Panning and was afraid that Song Xingtian would find out. Secondly, she didn't want to have any contact with Song Xingtian.

"The head of the family? He's already senile. My lord, you should go back and take a look at him."

She answered with a cold but respectful tone, addressing Song Xingtian as the head of the family. Lin Wanjun didn't investigate further, simply assuming that she was serving the Song family as a servant.

“That’s true, but I’m a goddess now, so it’s inappropriate to observe proper etiquette,” Lin Wanjun said with a smile. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she asked, “Is Father really ill?”

"Yes, he's already delirious, his hearing is also bad, and his spiritual meridians seem to be damaged. It's probably a hidden injury left from when he was at a disadvantage in the previous battle with the Lin family traitors. The physician has seen him several times, and he's been given pills, but he's not getting better."

After thinking for a moment, Leng Yan added, "The damage to the spiritual meridians in the lower body is the most severe, and he may be bedridden for the rest of his life."

"Really."

"Goddess, you should go back and take a look."

"Okay, I understand. You may leave now if there's nothing else."

Leng Yan lowered his head and slowly retreated. Lin Wanjun squinted at Leng Yan's departing figure, her mind beginning to ponder the Song family's affairs.

Her family should not be implicated in the crime. Her revenge is complete, and she is now Song Panning. Given Song Xingtian's situation, she should theoretically go back to serve him.

But as she pondered the position of High Priest, she realized that since the death of the temple's ruler, the position of the goddess had remained unchanged. Without the goddess priesthood and the goddess election, the position of High Priest was no longer of any use. Song Xingtian had been ill for two years but remained the High Priest, essentially because no one had mentioned the matter.

Perhaps, Lin Wanjun thought to herself, she should take this position back.

But she didn't dare to be too obvious. After all, from other people's perspective, she was a member of the Song family, and she repeatedly suppressed the Song family. She didn't go back when her father was sick, but instead supported the Lin family and exonerated them. This was somewhat abnormal.

Now, on the side of the temple forces, all the major families have submitted, the inspector has become their confidant and lackey, and Leng Yan is also an excellent ally. Perhaps, through Leng Yan, she can also turn the Leng family into her blade.

No, that's not enough. What she wants is to shatter the existing system in the mountain city and redesign a new one.

For example, change the name of "Goddess" to something more majestic and powerful.

She calculated the time; next month was the day she had planned to go hunting out of the city. Since that was the case, she might as well bring along the heads of the various families and take the opportunity to give them a warning and see how they would react.

Thinking of this, she waved her hand and sent a message talisman, calling Leng Yan back.

Soon, Leng Yan, who had only been gone a short while, returned, still as respectful as before: "My lord."

"I'm going hunting outside the city next month. Go and make preparations so that the heads of all the major families can come with me."

Leng Yan was slightly taken aback, pondered for a moment in silence, and then asked, "But, your father..."

“My father doesn’t need to. Let him take good care of himself. Let the successor of the Song family take over.”

“You probably don’t remember, but you are now the head of the Song family.”

“Oh, right, then let the young talents of the Song family come, the ones we selected before.”

"Yes."

"Also, have your family patriarch come along."

That's what promotion means.

The temple's power ultimately belongs to the upper echelons. No matter how rich the Leng family is, they are still considered the lower class in Shancheng. Lin Wanjun's ability to have the Leng family patriarch accompany her is indeed a great honor for Leng Yan.

Leng Yan lowered his head even further and said, "Yes."

"Leng Yan, you've followed me for so long, so of course I can't forget you when I get some benefits." Lin Wanjun smiled kindly and gestured to her, "Get up. I'm leaving next month, so I'll leave Shancheng to you to manage."

"Don't worry," Leng Yan said, "with me here, there will be no unrest."

"Okay, hahaha, I believe you."

Everyone knows that Leng Yan is loyal to Song Panning.

Even Lin Wanjun herself knew this.

After confirming that the goddess was indeed alright, Leng Yan left the goddess's palace again. This time, she lingered outside for a while and waited for a long time. When she did not receive a summons, she headed towards the Song family.

They had only taken a few steps when screams came from the direction of the Goddess Palace, indicating that the selection process was over.

Her expression remained unchanged, but she quickened her pace.

Upon arriving at the Song family mansion, the once magnificent entrance now appeared desolate and forlorn. Many servants had been dismissed, and the clansmen looked listless and dejected.

"Sister Leng Yan".

"Leng Yan, you've arrived."

"Hello, Sister Leng Yan."

One by one, members of the Song family greeted her, and she responded to each one. Soon, someone familiar with her led her to the place where the former head of the family used to live, where Song Panning's mother received her.

"Has Xiao Ning abandoned us? Why doesn't she come back to see us?"

At this point, she seemed to have reached a point of sadness, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Her father has been ill for several days, and she hasn't even come back to see him?"

Leng Yan didn't know how to respond, so he could only offer words of comfort.

After they had finished talking, the Song family doctor took Leng Yan to see Song Xingtian. He found Song Xingtian lying on the bed with his hair disheveled, his eyes closed, and an indescribable odor emanating from his body.

Leng Yan went up to take a closer look and found that the other person seemed to be unconscious, grinning and chuckling at the ceiling.

She turned to the doctor and asked, "Is it not going to get better?"

"It's very difficult." The Song family physician sighed heavily and said, "Actually, if it's a physical injury, no matter how serious, it can be repaired with pills. Even if someone is half-dead, they can still use elixirs. But the master's spiritual veins are damaged, his spiritual energy is scattered and he's not afraid. His spiritual root is also slightly damaged, and he can't control his spiritual energy, causing it to impact his brain. Unless it's a top-grade elixir, otherwise..."

In this condition, no doctor can do anything.

Top-grade pills do exist, but the Goddess would never obtain them for Song Xingtian. This is why the Song family has many complaints about the Goddess.

Leng Yan nodded to indicate that he understood, and then the doctor took his leave, leaving him alone in the room.

Half an hour later, she came out of the room, went back to the Leng family, and conveyed the goddess's message.

The head of the Leng family was naturally very happy, and consequently, the way he looked at Leng Yan improved considerably.

Leng Yan didn't say anything, and left after giving his instructions, without even replying to the other party's invitation to stay for dinner.

Holding her ancestral jade pendant, she walked to the top of the high mountain and gazed at the distant mountain sky.

She still remembered that time when Song Panning stood beside her and said:

"I hate leaves, do you know why?"

Leng Yan shook his head, and Song Panning said:

"The fate of a leaf is to fall to the ground. Its only chance to go up to the sky in its lifetime is to be blown up by the wind. It rises with the wind and falls with the wind. No matter how high it flies, it can never escape its fate."

It rises with the wind, and falls with the wind.

How similar this is to human beings! People rise when the times are favorable, fall when the times are weak, and finally return to dust.

They have experienced glory and brilliance, but in the end, they all fall to the ground and become nourishment for others.

"No matter how high you fly, it's still because of the wind!"

Song Panning pointed to the sky and said to Leng Yan, "Are people like leaves, rising and falling with the wind? Is there a path that, if walked upon, would allow people to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sky?"

"If such a road truly existed, to walk it freely would make this life worthwhile."

His dark pupils contracted, his hair danced in the wind, and he said coldly, "I am willing to lend you a hand."

The words spoken before were still vivid in his mind; Leng Yan gripped the jade pendant tightly, his eyes icy cold.

next month.

Then let's wait another month.

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next month.

In a cave somewhere, the remnant soul re-formed.

"After two years, I've accumulated enough experience, it's time to assimilate the female villains."

The remnant soul rose into the air, spreading its divine sense to sense the situation in the mountain city.

"Ok?"

It was puzzled and muttered to itself, "What is Lin Wanjun doing? Why did she take the clan leader out with her?"