The improved female villains regained their memories.

At least Heaven doesn't want to be forced to lick its boots by a bunch of tigers anymore.

The spiritual particles were so densely packed that they triggered trypophobia in anyone who saw them. Most importantly, they were spinning at high speed, and the energy they emitted was awe-inspiring. They pressed down on everyone, and even immortals felt their own insignificance.

"Although the spirit storm is terrifying, it is not without ways to deal with it. Listen to me." At this critical moment, Tian Bulian made a decisive deployment.

She had Su Murong lead the way, and instructed Mu Xiaobai to conceal his spiritual energy, disguise himself as an ordinary person, walk in the middle, and bring up the rear herself.

Su Murong protested: "Why should I be the first to go?"

"Although the spirit storm is terrifying, it is only for immortals. Miss Su, you are a mortal, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"But you also said that this is special, it has traces of the Great Dao. I won't go to hell, let whoever wants to go, go. I'm not going!"

"Miss Su," Tian Bulian smiled slightly, "you will go, won't you?"

"...Tsk."

And so, the three of them carefully made their way up the mountain, holding onto the stone wall beside them.

buzzing.

Deep within the mist, the abyss roars.

The furious roar of the spiritual storm welcomed the three of them in.

The cliffs trembled, and the three tiny people, even if they had the power to move mountains and fill seas outside, were no different from ordinary people here.

Su Murong's legs trembled. The spiritual storm did affect her, but she just didn't need to absorb spiritual energy. It was called a storm because its peculiar ability had a huge suction force, as if it wanted to sweep her away.

At this moment, Su Murong was like a raft standing on the waves; if he wasn't careful, he would be sucked in and die without a burial place.

"This is really bad."

She smiled bitterly. Ever since she came to Tianren Mountain, her luck had been terrible. Not only were her skills suppressed, but she couldn't even solve her current predicament.

She could only gamble on the possibility that fate would not spare them; otherwise, they might as well go back along the way. Even if they encountered monsters again, she still had a way to break through the encirclement.

However, what Su Murong didn't know was that even Tian Bulian couldn't help but smile bitterly after entering.

[This spiritual storm is being controlled by someone. I originally thought I could absorb the traces of the Great Dao inside as soon as I entered, but because it's being controlled, I can't sense any traces of the Great Dao inside anymore. I don't know when they will reappear.]

Tian Bulian walked at the very back, gritting his teeth and desperately suppressing the restless spiritual energy within his body.

This strange energy is incredibly powerful at manipulating spiritual energy. Once it draws out the spiritual energy within one's body, Tian Bulian can forget about controlling it anymore. Losing control in this place and suffering backlash and injury means certain death. Later on, not only will she lack the strength to break through the mist, but she won't even have the ability to protect herself.

"Even immortals are invincible, but they are helpless against the forces of nature." Tian Bulian gritted his teeth and insisted, "This is bad!"

In the senses, the traces of the Great Dao that had disappeared suddenly reappeared.

The previously illusory spiritual particles instantly materialized and rained down like hailstones. Su Murong and Mu Xiaobai were caught off guard and were struck one after the other.

"What is this?! Aa ...

"Miss Bu Lian, what do we do now!?"

Although the materialized spiritual particles could not cause harm, they were still extremely painful when they hit a person. Su Murong screamed and kept stuffing pills into his mouth, but he could not stop the pain at all.

"It's no use." Tian Bulian shouted to the two while enduring the pain, "These spiritual particles have already received the blessing of the Great Dao Mark, and ordinary pills cannot prevent the pain."

"What should we do?" Su Murong cried out, almost in tears from the pain.

"The only thing we can do now is..." Tian Bulian was swallowed up by the spiritual particles before he could finish speaking.

Amidst this dense storm of spiritual particles, the three were blocked, unable to even make a sound. The spiritual particles, empowered by the Great Dao Mark, were greatly enhanced in their destructive power, leaving scratches on the ground and stone walls.

The pain forced Tianbutu to crouch down, protecting her vitals. The prolonged setbacks had robbed her of her previous leisurely and carefree demeanor; instead, her eyes blazed with fury, and she was seething with resentment.

"Break!" she shouted, her eyes flashing with a sharp light. A terrifying aura erupted from her body, like a howling wind, directly shattering the surrounding materialized spiritual particles.

If she doesn't leave herself a backup plan, wouldn't she be a flaw in the Great Dao? She has one too!

Upon contact with the unforgiving spirit, she became ethereal again, but she broke free and struggled to her feet.

"Mu Xiaobai!"

She let out a low shout, and the traces of the Great Dao spread with the sound. Wherever it went, it once again etherealized the spiritual particles. Mu Xiaobai, who was in so much pain that she was almost suffocating, suddenly felt her body lighten. The spiritual particles that had been clinging to her body passed through and flew back into the sky.

"Miss Bu Lian has finally shown her power!" Mu Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief.

She was ultimately only at the Celestial Immortal level. After transmigrating, her strength was damaged, far inferior to that of a true Celestial Immortal. This was why she was not very willing to come to the meeting. After all, judging from the information released by Ling Tiandu, she could at most fight with her own junior sister. Now, with the help of the formation of the Heaven and Earth Secret Realm, her strength was even more severely suppressed.

The Heavenly Uncompassion is unfathomable, a powerful being on par with the God of Wine and the Weaver Girl. If such a person is willing to show his true abilities, she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The Great Dao trace released from Tianbulan himself gradually spread and affected the entire spiritual particle storm. The originally restless spiritual particles instantly quieted down, and even Su Murong, who was in unbearable pain, was able to catch his breath and break free from it.

True Immortals condense the traces of the Great Dao, each one painstakingly crafted by themselves. Using one reduces the number of traces available. Generally, True Immortals separate the traces of the Great Dao to enhance formations or killing moves. Simply using them would be a waste.

However, Tian Bulian didn't care at all now. She directly unleashed countless Dao traces, forcefully suppressing the spiritual storm.

Mu Xiaobai and Su Murong were given a chance to catch their breath.

However, before they could catch their breath, the spiritual storm suddenly became agitated again, and a large number of spiritual spheres condensed by the Great Dao traces roared past, almost grazing Su Murong's ears.

With just a light rub, Su Murong screamed in agony, almost thinking his ear had fallen off.

"You all need to leave quickly!" Tian Bulian roared. "My Great Dao Mark can only suppress it temporarily. We must take this opportunity to pass through."

The Spiritual Particle Storm is a calamity born from the secret realm of heaven and earth, containing countless traces of the Great Dao. Although Heaven is merciful and can suppress the vast majority, some can still escape her control and form Spiritual Particle Spheres.

It requires controlling the turmoil within one's own body while simultaneously suppressing the spiritual storm. Such a delicate operation is beyond the capabilities of most True Immortals. Fortunately, Tian Bulian is no ordinary True Immortal.

Even though Heaven doesn't pity him, he is exhausted at this moment. His original mindset of resisting refining is gone, and all he can think about is how to escape safely.

Whoohoo!

The spirit orb flew by at lightning speed, like a jubilant child, sometimes forward, sometimes backward, scattering in all directions, having a great time.

"not good!"

Tian Bulian's expression changed drastically. At the center of the spiritual storm, something was undergoing a transformation.

Whoohoo! !

A violent gust of wind suddenly rose up from above, catching Su Murong off guard and blowing him away. Mu Xiaobai and Tian Bulian, who were left behind, could only cling tightly to the rocks beside them to keep their balance.

"Ughh ...

Amidst screams, Su Murong's body felt light and airy, but she reacted quickly, grabbing Mu Xiaobai's clothes the instant she was blown away.

Mu Xiaobai: "???"

Why are you arresting me?

"If I don't arrest him, won't I be blown away?"

"you……"

Mu Xiaobai was speechless. She gritted her teeth, grabbed Su Murong's hand, and pulled her up.

Putting aside whether she could save him or not, her main concern was that Su Murong might pull too hard and tear off a piece of her clothes.

"I can't fall here, I absolutely can't fall here, I must get out of here."

Mu Xiaobai gritted her teeth and persevered.

"I'm the main character, how can I fall here?"

She murmured to herself, and her bent back slowly straightened up.

"I must return to my sect and take on its responsibilities."

“I have younger siblings who need my support.”

"My parents, my family, they're all in that world, how can I fall here?"

In a daze, Mu Xiaobai seemed to have returned to that world again.

At that time, Mu Xiaobai was not yet an immortal. Like Wen Shihan, she was also an orphan. However, unlike Wen Shihan, who wandered the streets, she was adopted by a neighbor and raised by a couple.

On a small path at night.

Mu Xiaobai carried a basket on her back and walked into the courtyard. She had already sold all the herbs in the basket. Today's harvest was good, and she even bought a roast chicken, which was quite rare for her.

The roast chicken wasn't big, and she had many younger siblings, so each of them could only get a small piece. But looking at their smiling faces, Mu Xiaobai felt happy.

The youngest sister was closest to Mu Xiaobai. When she saw that Mu Xiaobai hadn't eaten a single bite, she secretly hid her own portion. Later that evening, when Mu Xiaobai went to wash the pots, she followed her in and gave it to her.

"Sister, you eat."

Mu Xiaobai's eyes softened considerably. She patted her little sister's head and said, "I'm not hungry, you eat."

However, the younger sister shook her head and said firmly, "Sister will eat."

Mu Xiaobai lived in a very poor place, so poor that eating meat was a luxury. Mu Xiaobai's mother was single and died not long after giving birth to her. It was the neighboring couple who thought of bringing some food to Mu Xiaobai's mother that discovered Mu Xiaobai, who was still an infant.

Many of the children here were adopted by the neighboring couple, who couldn't have children of their own but treated these orphans as their own.

The younger sister's experience was very similar to Mu Xiaobai's. That day, Mu Xiaobai went to the city to sell herbs, and when he came back, he heard crying.

She followed the sound of crying and saw her little sister sitting on the ground crying, while the person lying on the bed was stiff and had been dead for a long time.

The little girl was thin and small, and her whole body was dirty. Mu Xiaobai didn't even have time to think before carrying her back.

But this time was different from before. Mu Xiaobai's adoptive parents told her, "Xiaobai, we don't want this child anymore."

“But…” Mu Xiaobai was stunned, “Her family is all dead. If we leave her here, she will starve to death.”

The father didn't speak, just sat silently to the side. The mother held Mu Xiaobai's hand and whispered to her, "Your father's health is failing. We have too many children in our family, we can't support them all."

With Mu Xiaobai's seven children in total, and now there's another mouth to feed, even an iron man couldn't keep up.

"Mother, I will work harder. I can work now." Mu Xiaobai pleaded with her mother. "I know Father works hard. From now on, I will do more work. But I can't abandon her. She is still so young. If I throw her out, she will starve to death."

From then on, Mu Xiaobai gained a little sister, and she started waking up earlier, often before dawn.

Under the moonlight, the children were all fast asleep. Mu Xiaobai and her little sister sat on the wall, sharing the meager amount of chicken they had and watching the moon together.

The little girl ate in small bites, a happy smile on her face. Mu Xiaobai looked at her and smiled too.

For her, whether she could eat meat or not was not important at all; as long as her younger siblings were happy, she would be content.

"Sister," the younger sister whispered, "when will our family be able to eat meat all the time?"

Mu Xiaobai thought for a moment: "When our lives get better."

The younger sister pressed on, "When will our lives get better?"

"us……"