The improved female villains regained their memories.

Go back? They can't go back anymore.

The mountain city formation was once again in Song Panning's hands, and all those who resisted within the city became prisoners.

"Lin Wanjun!"

The gates of the Ling residence were wide open, and everyone was restrained. Ling Shuxin, dressed in pajamas, with disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, stared intently at the person who slowly entered.

"Ling Shuxin, you look really disheveled."

Song Panning looked down at him, slightly turning her head. From the depths of the room came Du Wanli's weak cries for help. She couldn't help but shake her head with a smile: "What kind of game are you playing, imprisonment play?"

"This is my business, it's none of your business!!" She struggled fiercely, but was firmly suppressed by the spiritual pressure. "Lin Wanjun, if you have the guts, let me go and let me fight you!"

"Lin Wanjun..."

A pitiful person, a pathetic person.

Is this what happens when you're obsessed with emotions? Even if she stood here, Ling Shuxin wouldn't recognize her.

Feelings are truly terrifying. In those years, the three of them—her, Ling Shuxin, and Yang Pingsheng—were so close. Although Ling Shuxin was arrogant and domineering, she took care of them like an older sister.

But has it become like this now?

Song Panning lowered her eyes slightly, touching her heart. Beneath the layers of pretense, only she herself knew how much influence the human chess pieces truly had on her.

"Yes, it's all about the human heart... No matter how cold-blooded one is, how cold-blooded can one really be?"

At this moment, Leng Yan had already entered the house and dragged Du Wanli, who was lying like a dead dog, out. The guy was shirtless, wearing only shorts, and covered in wounds. His expression was so broken that he looked like he was in a daze.

The moment he saw Song Panning, he burst into tears and ran towards her, but was stopped by Leng Yan.

"Save me, save me! I came into this world for you, it... it has abandoned me, you have to save me..."

The mumbled words and incoherent tone suggested that the visitor from another world had gone mad.

"Stop! What are you going to do to Du Wanli?!"

Ling Shuxin was also struggling, and even the bones in her body were creaking. Song Panning sighed slightly, squatted down, and patted her head.

"Don't worry, no one will try to take it from you."

They were rivals in their past lives, but friends in this one. Regardless of the circumstances, Song Panning will have to walk the road ahead alone.

Ling Shuxin was slightly taken aback, then realized that the other party seemed to be treating her like a child, and started yelling angrily.

Song Panning waved her hand, releasing the oppressive aura emanating from Ling Shuxin, and left with Leng Yan.

"I wish you both happiness."

Ling Shuxin stopped her pursuit and turned to look at Du Wanli, who screamed in agony.

"Don't come any closer!!"

Smoke and fire filled the mountain city. Song Xingtian, dressed in a black robe, stood against the wind on the temple steps.

When Song Panning arrived with cold words, the event was already over. His stern face softened slightly when he saw Song Panning, and he said, "You've come."

"Father." Song Panning bowed from a distance, which was considered an admission of her status.

Having seen his daughter for so many years, and now seeing how different she has become, Song Xingtian was filled with emotion.

He hadn't believed it before, but if Leng Yan hadn't taken out Song Panning's keepsake and told him many things he only knew about the past, he wouldn't have cooperated with that guy in this way.

After all, faking illness for two years is something not everyone can do.

"Ning'er, it seems you already have something you want to do."

Standing atop the steps, looking down at the viewer, Song Xingtian spoke loudly:

"Since that's the case, then go ahead and do it. Do you remember what your father told you back then?"

"It is remarkable if a person can do one thing well."

“Your mother and I are native to this mountain city. We were born and raised here and we’re used to living here. We can’t go anywhere else.”

"Your mother and I have been tasked with protecting you until you grow up. Now that you have grown up, you have fulfilled your mother's wish, and even more so, the wish of my Song family for generations."

"Now, it's time for you to fulfill your own wish."

“Ning’er, you must remember that you are not a sequel to me and your mother, nor a prequel to your children, nor an extra chapter in your friends’ lives. You will eventually walk your own path, a path full of thorns and hardships, but it is your path.”

"From now on, there will be no more goddesses of the mountain city, nor any head of the Song family. There will only be [a cunning and treacherous messenger skilled in disguise]."

"Go conquer the main world, forge your own path, that is your future!"

"I, Song Xingtian, am honored to have a daughter like you! Hahahaha!"

The man's hearty laughter shook the heavens and earth, spreading with the wind.

Many years ago, in the study where the father and daughter often discussed things.

Song Xingtian told Song Panning the story of Song Qihao for the first time and gave her the word "perseverance".

“Ning’er, you must remember that in this world, heroes and great men are as numerous as carp crossing the river. Although you have a talent for formations, if you do not persevere and work hard, you will inevitably fall behind others and become just another ordinary person.”

He smiled, carefully put away the words he had written, and handed them to her: "As your father, I'm giving you the word 'persistence' because I hope you won't forget your original intentions and will study and practice diligently."

Those who feign or plot often find themselves consumed by their own schemes; once they waver, they will fall into an abyss from which they cannot escape.

Only by ignoring the opinions of others, maintaining a humble attitude, and persevering can one succeed.

A scheme only reveals its effectiveness when it is completed, and a conspiracy only takes effect at the last moment.

Song Panning believed in the way of the sages, but she also hesitated because of her parents' expectations, her friends' feelings, and her own original intentions.

So, Song Xingtian told her:

"Keep going. Only by persisting to the very end can you prove yourself right."

“High talent is nothing, and knowing how to scheme and plot is nothing. There are too many heroes in this world. Look at my ancestor Song Qihao. Although he was not the protagonist or the villain, he was still a hero in his own right.”

"However, he has also been disappointed, wavered, frustrated, and confused."

"But he gritted his teeth and persevered."

"Knowing his identity as a human chess piece, he persevered."

"After realizing he was being used, he persevered."

Even after he learned that Qingtian had given up, he still persisted.

"As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a gentleman should constantly strive for self-improvement. No matter how talented or skilled a person is, if they give up halfway, how can they ever see the final dawn?"

"Similarly, if someone has no talent and doesn't understand any schemes or strategies, but persists to the end, how can they possibly lose the possibility of success?"

"In this battle between two sides, both possessing similar intelligence, talent, and military strength, the final outcome hinges on perseverance!"

It's okay to lose, it's okay to lose twice, it's okay to lose three times. Turn every failure into motivation to keep fighting. Keep fighting until the very end. Who can know who will win or lose?

Song Panning looked up and saw her father standing under the setting sun, his back slowly stretching out, tinged with a deep red.

From Song Qihao to Song Xingtian, and then to Song Panning, the bloodline of the Song family seems to have remained largely unchanged.

She looked up at the sky, which was dyed blood red, deep and serene, high above, a mystery that even she could not fathom.

"Father, Ning'er is leaving."

The mountain city's grand formation is teetering on the brink of collapse. Soon, the rules here will be broken, the mist on the mountain will dissipate, and the people of the mountain city, who came from the secular world, will eventually return to the secular world.

"Please take care, Father."

Song Panning bowed one last time, then grabbed Leng Yan and flew towards the forbidden area on the cliff.

"Thief, don't run away!!"

From afar came Lin Wanjun's angry shouts.

She charged forward with boundless spiritual power, but was stopped by Song Xingtian, halting her in front of the temple.

"What are you doing? I'm your daughter!" Lin Wanjun screamed.

"Forget it, you little thief from the Lin family. You beat me once before, but I'm going to win this time." Song Xingtian sneered repeatedly, unleashing his celestial aura and immediately launching an attack.

"You!! Fine, you old fool, you really think I can't deal with you just because you're a celestial being, huh!?"

Lin Wanjun roared and immediately took action, trying to change Song Xingtian's formation.

With the two sides fighting and the addition of Lin Wanjun's trusted confidants, the sounds of battle soon echoed throughout the mountain city once again.

Forbidden Zone on the Cliff.

Song Panning stood here once again.

Leng Yan stood beside her, feeling the chill of being at such a height, and the pressure from the thick clouds in the distance made her tremble slightly.

She stood on the edge of the cliff and beckoned Leng Yan over.

"Leng Yan, do you remember? I told you before that I don't like Ye Zi."

“Yes, Miss said that leaves rise and fall with the wind, so how can people be like leaves?” Leng Yan said as he approached.

Song Panning smiled slightly: "Yes, how can a person be like a leaf? But although I don't like leaves, I like big trees."

Why is that?

"Because people and trees are the same. The more a tree wants to grow high and bright, the more its roots want to go down, into the soil, into the darkness, into the depths, into evil."

A glint flashed in his unfathomable eyes, and even in the boundless darkness, light appeared: "Hehehe, that's why I say the way of the sage belongs to Yin..."

Song Panning raised her finger, and a sudden gust of wind arose, blowing away the thick sea of ​​clouds to reveal what lay beneath.

It was the cave dwelling that I had forced my way out of in my previous life.

Song Panning laughed twice and jumped down with a cold voice. This time, she arrived there with ease, at the large pit at the entrance of the cave.

The girl's body lay there, her appearance unchanged, as if she had just fallen asleep.

However, Song Panning didn't even look at it, and had Leng Yan take out the ancestral jade talisman, just like in her previous life, to summon the snake egg.

Rumble!

The cave's structure changed, the passage appeared, and the snake egg was once again "spit out".

Song Panning slit her arm, and spiritual energy containing essence blood flowed like water, nourishing the snake egg.

The poisonous gas, spiritual energy, and vital energy were combined, and the snake egg immediately emitted an incomparably bright light, appearing as if it had become transparent.

Song Panning's skin grew paler and paler as she lost a large amount of her essence and blood, which caused her health to deteriorate significantly. Leng Yan was about to dissuade her, but was deterred by the excited light in Song Panning's eyes.