The improved female villains regained their memories.

Meanwhile, the second weak point.

"Roar!!"

The white tiger revealed its murderous nature, transforming into a beastman with its hands becoming tiger claws imbued with spiritual energy, unleashing massive claw marks.

However, a white puppet descended and punched the white tiger directly into the ground.

"Giggle."

A light laugh rang out, and a beautiful woman in white with flowing hair sat atop a dilapidated temple, chuckling as she watched the white puppet soldiers beat up the white tiger. She said, "Little cat, give it your all and try to kill my first soldier!"

"Roar! You damned woman, don't let me get any closer, or I'll kill you."

"So fierce! So fierce! Kittens should act like kittens. You can't be this fierce. Big White, put a little more pressure on me."

The white puppet received the order and beat the white tiger even harder.

Boom boom boom!

Each heavy punch landed, creating deep craters. The white tiger was trapped in them, coughing up blood, struggling to stay afloat.

"Oh dear, the poor little kitten."

Bai Lingling smacked her lips and looked at Xuanwu, who was deep in thought beside her: "So what about you? Little cutie, who do you want to play with?"

At this moment, Xuanwu, who was deep in thought while looking at the mountain path and the descent path, came back to her senses. In her human form, she glanced at Bai Lingling impatiently and said, "How disgusting."

Bai Lingling's face stiffened: "What did you say?"

"You must be quite old by now, right? Probably a hundred... no, you're already two hundred and fifty. A two hundred and fifty-year-old person, still acting cute here, don't you find it disgusting?"

"you……"

"Not to mention..." Xuanwu said expressionlessly, "you're still a man."

Bai Lingling fell silent.

"What? Did you think I wouldn't be able to tell just because you didn't tell me?" Xuanwu sneered. "We, the Four Heavenly Spirits, are the most beloved spirit beasts of the heavens. Each of us has our own unique talents, spiritual artifacts, and abilities. My ability is wisdom. In terms of thinking and observation, I can achieve a hundred times the deduction or observation effect of a normal person without consuming energy or blood."

Xuanwu, one of the four celestial spirits, is the Yin of the four symbols and is the one with the most abundant spiritual energy and the longest lifespan among the four spirits.

The Four Spirits are: the Dragon, the King of Scaled Creatures; the Phoenix, the King of Birds; the Tiger, the King of Beasts; and the Tortoise, the King of Shelled Creatures. Each of the Four Spirits possesses not only innate talents, magical artifacts, and abilities, but also a [Supernatural Power] that can only be used once.

The spiritual energy array does indeed weaken immortals, limiting them to the strength of a mere Earth Immortal. This rule also applies to the Four Spirits, but the difference is that the Four Spirits are not human; each of them possesses its own unique abilities.

Those capabilities are enough to enable it to operate across borders.

Just like when Wen Shihan threatened Xuanwu and Baihu, Baihu wasn't afraid at all. It was only because Xuanwu was concerned that the other party knew their master and didn't want to waste their energy for no reason that they cooperated with the other party.

Avoiding war does not mean being afraid of war.

Xuanwu wouldn't hesitate to act against someone who was clearly an enemy. The reason she didn't usually act was firstly because her master forbade it, and secondly because Baihu, that killer, would act on her behalf.

"I told you so, didn't I? You sissy."

Since he wasn't going to hold back, Xuanwu didn't intend to be lenient with his words either.

Bai Lingling remained silent for a moment, and after a long while, she revealed a terrifying smile: "Good, very good, you are very good."

After his identity was exposed by Xuanwu, he could no longer suppress his murderous intent, and his whole being became hideous.

"How dare that mere dead turtle..."

The next second, he was sent flying and crashed heavily onto the mountain path behind him.

Xuanwu held two short black sticks, with spiral patterns wrapped around them, emanating a dark, ghostly aura.

"First of all, I am not a dead turtle, I am Xuanwu."

Xuanwu flicked the blood off his stick and stared at his opponent expressionlessly.

"Secondly, thank you for giving me time to observe you. I now know where your weaknesses lie."

She glanced at the white tiger, who was frantically fighting the white puppet, and said, "I'm not like that brute over there. To be honest, I don't like fighting, but once I'm forced to fight..."

A ghostly aura enveloped Xuanwu's entire body, obscuring her expression.

"I will target the enemy's weaknesses and fight until he dies."

Chapter 288 Xiaohan and her brother

The third weak point

"Hehe, what's wrong, little brat? Unable to withstand my killing move, so you're starting to run away?"

Wen Shihan ignored the unhurried voices behind him and continued to fly away on his sword.

No matter how she flew, she couldn't escape the black domain; the dilapidated temple was always behind her.

Qiang Qiang——

The guqin emitted waves of sound, and countless black things turned into torrents that boiled in the ground. Wen Shihan felt that the Yin energy in his body was out of control, and he immediately suffered internal injuries and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The most critical issue wasn't the internal injuries; she felt her emotions were constantly being provoked, and if she wasn't careful, she would fall into an endless abyss.

Manipulating people's hearts and emotions was her forte, but unexpectedly, she has now become the one being manipulated.

Hei Jiao Mang watched Wen Shihan jumping around and smiled helplessly. He sat cross-legged in the darkness and laid down his guqin.

"I have a song for you to listen to."

Fingers plucked the strings, producing resounding sounds.

"Heaven has five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth."

A deep, resonant voice rang out, and Wen Shihan's thoughts were thrown into disarray; he no longer harbored any intention to escape.

"Humans have five internal organs: lungs, liver, kidneys, heart, and spleen."

Hearing the clanging of weapons again, endless worries welled up in Wen Shihan's heart, plunging him into sorrow.

"The face has five orifices: nose, eyes, ears, tongue, and mouth."

As the voice rose again, anger raged within Wen Shihan, who sometimes hated his own weakness and sometimes hated Yang Pingsheng for abandoning him.

There are five tones: Shang, Jiao, Yu, Zhi, and Gong.

As the clear, melodious voice rang out, Wen Shihan was transported back to the scene he had shared with Yang Pingsheng, and endless joy filled his heart.

"What man uses is all created by heaven; a celestial melody, may you come and seek it."

Finally, a low whisper swept by, fear enveloping Wen Shihan. The light in her eyes faded, the reality of Yang Pingsheng's departure destroyed everything she had, and she fell to the ground in a daze.

The darkness on the ground surged up with a cheer, enveloping Wen Shihan and turning her completely black.

Black Horned Spear smoothed the strings and smiled slightly:

"This piece has come to an end."

total darkness.

Unconscious, Wen Shihan felt as if he were floating alone in an endless darkness.

"...Am I going to die?"

"It's ridiculous that he died here."

"I am truly useless. I failed to protect my brother and fulfill his expectations. I am dying here like this..."

"Damn it, I'm so unwilling to accept this..."

Darkness enveloped her, dragging her into the abyss.

Just then, she suddenly heard a voice.

"Xiao Han..."

Who?

who is it?

Who's calling me?

Wen Shihan's eyes widened, and in an instant, a bright light flashed.

boom.

A light chop to the head struck Wen Shihan.

"Xiao Han, can you hear me when I talk to you?"

She stared blankly, not quite reacting, and instinctively asked the boy in front of her, "What?"

"I asked you to recite it once, have you forgotten?"

The boy sighed helplessly, "I'll say it again, remember it well. No stealing, no robbing..."

No stealing, no robbing, no fighting, no brawling.

Speak kindly, care for your fellow disciples, do not bully the weak, do not cheat or steal, do not kill or rob, and do not mistreat mortals. Pay for meals, conduct fair trade, return borrowed items, compensate for damaged items, be polite and hygienic, and be a good example for immortals.

As the familiar voice rang out, Wen Shihan subconsciously moved his lips and silently recited along with the boy.

"...Be a good role model for immortals, Xiao Han, do you remember?"

Seeing that Wen Shihan was still in a daze, the boy sighed helplessly and took out a small notebook he had prepared beforehand: "It's okay if you can't remember, I'll help you prepare..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Shihan rushed up and hugged him tightly.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm so sorry, I'm not going to the Jade Cauldron Sect anymore, I'm not going to cultivate immortality anymore!!"

She cried and wailed, tears streaming down her face, like a child.

"I don't want the top anymore, I don't want to be the strongest anymore, I just want you, I just want your brother!"

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. I shouldn't have stolen the butcher's money, I shouldn't have pretended to be asleep and taken advantage of your empathy, I shouldn't have disregarded your feelings for my own selfish desires. I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Don't go, don't leave me!"

Perhaps Wen Shihan also regretted it.

It wasn't that she regretted not keeping her brother, but rather that she no longer chose the Jade Cauldron Sect during that crucial decision.

He gave up the opportunity to cultivate immortality and stayed by his brother's side forever.

But if he makes such a choice, is Wen Shihan still Wen Shihan?

There is such a scene in my past memories.