The improved female villains regained their memories.

Leng Yan's trembling hand brushed aside her hair, she gasped for breath, and stared incredulously at the person in front of her.

It wasn't Lin Wanjun's appearance, but... Song Panning's appearance.

"Miss, why are you doing this to yourself..."

Carefully, he took out the healing pills and fed them to Song Panning. The residual heat in her body was burning Leng Yan's arm, but it was washed away by the other party's spiritual energy.

She was the one who said she didn't care, but in the end, she was the one who had to restore her original appearance. Leng Yan's feelings were complicated, but in the end, they all turned into simple heartache.

What's the trouble with this?

Whether it's Song Panning or Lin Wanjun, if they care about each other, they should just go find them directly. Why do they have to do this?

Peeling off skin, removing bones, reshaping—enduring such pain just to use the fire of the array to restore oneself to one's former appearance—is it worth it?

"...Xiaoyan."

"Miss, I'm here."

"Don't be sad for me. This is my own choice. I need to see him with this face."

"..."

The story shouldn't have unfolded this way.

A cunning young girl takes over the best body, eliminates all obstacles, and heads towards her happiest future.

This is the real development of the story.

"The impact of the human chess game is finally complete. I can't lie to myself anymore, Xiaoyan."

However, the girl revealed the truth with a wry smile.

How could things possibly continue like this?

The emotions of the human chess piece have tightened around his heart like silk threads. Unless he truly becomes a heartless person, he will never escape the bondage of the human chess piece for all eternity.

Look at the blue sky, it has been reincarnated, but deep down it still remembers the name Song Qihao. The bond between man and chess is less a restriction and more a curse.

A curse that lasts forever.

The morning light streamed into the courtyard. Song Panning, who had just washed herself, stood under the eaves. Leng Yan stood beside her and said with concern, "Miss, although you have taken the elixir, you should still rest today."

Song Panning did not answer, and instead focused her gaze on Qing Tian, ​​who was sitting at the door.

She transformed back into a little girl in green, resting her chin on her hand and gazing into the distance, as if waiting for someone's return.

"Even with the heroine's blood, even with blood laced with poison, the emotions etched deep within her soul cannot be washed away. Human chess piece, ha..."

Her skin grew increasingly pale, and she suddenly stopped speaking, coughing up blood.

"Miss," Leng Yan said urgently, "you should get some rest today."

"..."

Originally, Song Panning had planned to consolidate her Earth Immortal cultivation today, but seeing Leng Yan's anxious appearance, she had no choice but to give up.

At night, Song Panning, who had rested all day, came out and finished her porridge under Leng Yan's watchful gaze. She then went to the courtyard under the pretext of looking at the stars. Qing Tian was sitting on the threshold just like during the day, but this time she had a cooked chicken in her hand.

“Miss, she’s been sitting there all day.” Seeing Song Panning looking at the sky, Leng Yan said, “She won’t respond when we call her, but at least she still knows how to eat.”

She didn't eat much, even though Leng Yan gave her a lot of food, which she hid away.

Song Panning stepped forward, walked to Qingtian's side, and sat down.

Qingtian glanced at her, broke off a piece of chicken, and handed it to her: "Sister, eat."

The chicken was boiled in plain water without any seasoning, but Qing Tian treated it like a treasure. Song Panning took it and carefully took a bite.

It was very dry and hard; overall, it wasn't tasty.

"You call me sister, so it seems your memories of your past life haven't faded. You must remember a lot of things now, right?"

Qingtian didn't reply, but her expression betrayed her.

She shifted to the side, looked at Song Panning with fear in her eyes, and asked, "Will I still be able to wait for him?"

This is a strange world.

It boasts a promising future, attracting talented individuals and heroes alike; for ambitious individuals, this is the perfect stage.

But for Qingtian, this was a cruel world.

"..."

Song Panning remained silent for a long time, so Qing Tian asked again, "Is it possible?"

Although the snake demon is simple-minded, she is not stupid. Having awakened her memories of her past life, she may have come to understand many things.

Unlike Song Panning's inner turmoil, the snake demon never resisted the feelings of the human chess piece; perhaps, she didn't even know what a human chess piece was.

"We are both female villains, but there are some things that I don't understand as well as you do."

Song Panning sighed.

Qing Tian tilted her head, seemingly trying to digest the meaning behind Song Panning's words, but after trying for a long time, she still didn't understand. So she simply gave up trying to understand and continued to ask, "Is it possible?"

"can."

Song Panning replied, "I can help you."

Qingtian's eyes lit up, and she pushed all the chicken towards Song Panning, saying happily, "It's all yours."

The chicken was delicious, so for the snake demon, it was the best gift.

“…This is still from me.” Leng Yan, who witnessed everything, subconsciously retorted.

Song Panning did not refuse and accepted it. Qingtian transformed back into its true form, a green adult snake, which coiled around Song Panning and affectionately flicked its tongue at her.

This is one way Qingtian (the heavens) expresses happiness, though it's rather frightening.

Song Panning did not resist. Spiritual fire burst forth from her palm, burning the chicken to ashes.

"I will help you."

She said calmly, "So, you have to help me too."

Qingtian wasn't the only one who cared about people and chess.

When they meet again, she will look at him with reluctant eyes, just like on that rainy night in her past life. She will rush up to hug him, then take his hand and go see the fireflies one more time.

She would stubbornly say again, "I will stare at you, always staring at you." Then she would lock her gaze into his soul with burning intensity.

When the other person says yes in a helpless tone, she will be completely with him, clinging to him, feeling his profound and melancholic aura, and then never be separated again for all eternity.

Even if one falls into the abyss.

"You are mine, and you will be mine for this lifetime and for all eternity, never to be separated."

Words that were once spoken but were interrupted will be spoken again.

No identity, no disguise, no plan.

This time, she's no longer playing the yandere character.

She is a yandere.

Qing Tian looked up at Song Panning, then nodded vigorously.

"Okay, I'll help you!"

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A raging fire burned within the spirit array.

Within the formation, at its center, constantly tempered by the formation's fire, the flag was radiating a dazzling light.

"The Five-Colored Flag is a seventh-grade magic weapon left to me by Song Qihao. Besides being able to change colors, its main function is to stabilize the formation."

The light dimmed for a moment, and the shadow of the flag was reflected on the wall, revealing cracks.

“This is different from the memorials of my Song family. That flag already had a spirit array inside, but this flag… Song Qihao’s intention is probably for me to choose a different spirit array.”

The light of the formation dimmed, and the flag fell into Song Panning's hands. Ignoring the scorching heat of the flagpole, she gripped it tightly, her brows furrowed.

"However, I am not proficient in repairing magical artifacts. During the journey here, the Five-Colored Flag was damaged and can no longer serve as a container for the array spirit."

"Most importantly, the flag's core function has been damaged. Right now, apart from the color change, it seems..."

She thought of something.

On the windowsill, Qingtian remained in its true form, coiled there, completely still.

Song Panning understood immediately, turned the flag red, and waved it.

Qingtian suddenly vanished from her spot and reappeared beside Song Panning in an instant, transforming back into the little girl in green.

"Xiao Ning, who are you hitting?"

Song Panning patted her head, waved her hand, and the flag turned yellow.

Qing Tian blinked, stopped asking, and simply stayed quietly by her side.

"I see. In that case, Qing Tian will also become an important ally for me."

Song Panning muttered to herself, feeling that since Song Qihao had schemed all this way, there was no way it would end there.

His feelings for the heavens, his obsession with his family, and his desire to explore the will of heaven—all these things combined made Song Panning feel that these matters were never truly over.

"If I were Song Qihao, I would definitely not be willing to just end up in that world. It's my style to interfere."

At the very least, he couldn't just leave the reincarnation of Qingtian to his descendants, could he?

However, Song Panning had already carefully examined the items Song Qihao had given her. None of them possessed a soul. Furthermore, he was only proficient in formations, not in soul-based killing techniques. There was no reason why Song Panning wouldn't be able to detect his attempt to hide using a remnant soul.

“Heroes and great men... to be chosen as human chess pieces, they must be extraordinary people.”

Song Panning weighed the flag in her hand, a cold light gathering in her eyes.

"In that case, let's borrow Xu Baxian's power."

The Heavenly Will Prediction has completely failed since yesterday, and Song Panning can no longer use the Heavenly Will Prediction killer move. From now on, she can only rely on herself.

Investigating the Guardian Heaven Sect, uncovering its secrets, and finding Yang Pingsheng's whereabouts—these are all things she cannot solve alone; she needs power.

Xu Baxian is a great collaborator.