"Father."

The sound made Yang Pingsheng stop in his tracks.

Yang Luoyi faced the grave, his back to it, and silently said:

"I've come to find you."

The illusion shattered, and Yang Pingsheng came to his senses to find Song Panning waving her hand unhappily in front of him.

"Pingsheng, did you hear me when I spoke to you?"

“I understand, Panning, I know whose daughter she is.”

"what?"

"She is sixth..."

Bang bang bang.

There was a knock on the door.

There seemed to be someone standing outside the door.

Yang Pingsheng looked at Song Panning, and Song Panning nodded to him. The two understood each other's meaning without needing to say a word.

Yang Pingsheng grabbed Song Panning's hand and made a few strokes, telling her the name of the sixth female villain. Song Panning suddenly grabbed his hand and made a few strokes as well.

Those few moves changed the entire plan.

Yang Pingsheng nodded, took a step, walked to the door, and opened it.

The azure light was reflected in his eyes.

The girl was wearing a hooded outfit, but the hood that used to cover everything was now down, and the blazing sunlight shone on her, like gold leaf floating on a blue sea.

"Father……"

Yang Luoyi had fantasized about this when she was young.

On a grassland full of dandelions, her father carried her on his neck and led her across the grassland.

The sunlight was gentle and soft, the air smelled of dandelions, golden hair fluttered in the breeze, and her mother watched with a smile from behind.

"Fly!"

"So high, so high."

If that were the case, the father would surely lift him up high, and he would shout with joy, reaching out desperately to the clouds to ask for his gift.

But these were all fantasies. When he came to his senses, all he saw was a dark room, cluttered with random items, and even the air smelled of alcohol.

My mother would shrink herself into a dark corner, where there were empty wine jars on the floor.

This is her mother, and her dark childhood.

There are no dandelions, no being lifted high, no clouds, and no father.

At that time, she asked her teacher, "Children who are born and then abandoned by their parents never have the right to choose their birth. Isn't that unfair?"

The teacher didn't say anything at the time, but just patted her head and let her find the answer herself.

But where could she find the answer?

Later, as she traveled through the river of time, watching the silhouettes of the female villains and seeing her father's shadow flickering among them, she wondered if her father could give her an answer.

She wondered again, did she really need this answer?

Now, she finally stood before her father, but she couldn't get any answers.

She simply focused her gaze, using her eyes to gradually make out the appearance of the person in front of her.

Everything, everything...

The same emptiness, the same loneliness, the same...like an abyss.

This is his father. Yang Luo smiled.

“Father, I’ve come to find you.”

She took a step forward with unwavering determination.

Yang Pingsheng was about to step back when Yang Luoyi reached out and grabbed his wrist, causing him to stop outside and not take another step.

She was only one step away from the formation set up by Song Panning.

"you……"

Yang Pingsheng was about to say something when Yang Luoyi interrupted him with a smile: "We need to find a place to catch up, Father."

She was afraid of rubbing it; something had been crushed in her hand.

The next second, the two vanished into thin air without a trace.

The female villains all appeared. Luo Benmo looked at Song Panning with a cold face: "You came up with a good idea."

“I just changed my plans at the last minute,” Song Panning said, spreading her hands. “Perhaps this is our chance.”

"If anything happens to you, sir, I won't let you off the hook!" Xu Anlu shouted at her.

"Don't get agitated, everyone," Song Panning reassured them, "Yang Pingsheng will be fine, I guarantee it."

"How can you be so sure?" Su Murong looked at her suspiciously.

"Didn't you notice that one is missing here?"

"Hey?"

The northern border, the grasslands.

On the boundless grassland, the ground suddenly trembled, and then the earth cracked open, and a castle slowly rose up.

Surrounded by thorns and roses, the ancient castle tells the story of time. Dark green vines climb all over the high gray walls, so many that they almost completely surround the windows, some even creeping inside, giving it a somewhat eerie feel.

This is clearly a Western-style castle, but I don't know why it's here.

The trajectories of time and space are intertwined here, and the castle sometimes appears old and sometimes brand new.

Yang Pingsheng arrived inside the castle, but when he came to his senses, he did not see the rooms inside the castle. Instead, he came to a dandelion meadow.

Dandelions danced in the air, and not far away, a huge crystal stood.

Sealed within the crystal was a blonde woman, her eyes closed, her chest revealing impressive breasts, her hands resting on her lower abdomen, sleeping peacefully.

Yang Pingsheng recognized her at a glance; she was Shi Guijia, the female villain from the Sixth World.

"Father, what are your feelings when you see Mother again?"

Yang Luoyi's voice came from behind.

Yang Pingsheng turned to look at her. The girl was dressed in clothes that seemed to have traveled through time, and her eyes finally showed emotion, almost as if she were loudly questioning him.

Do you feel ashamed of your own incompetence?

Do you regret blindly following the system?

"Do you resent yourself for creating so many tragedies?"

"Father, you bastard, why did you abandon Mother back then?"

Why……

The girl's questions kept coming. Yang Pingsheng smiled bitterly and was about to speak when Yang Luoyi interrupted him with a cold laugh.

"I bet you're thinking of saying it's because of the system and the Heavenly Dao, right?"

"Okay, I understand you. I understand your helplessness as a mortal, unable to see through this whole scam."

Yang Luoyi's eyes were like ice shards, piercing straight to his heart: "Then, what about Xiaoyu?"

"Little, little fish!!"

Yang Pingsheng's eyes widened.

He said, almost in disbelief, "You, you know Little Fish..."

“Father, you are not the only one who has traveled across the world and broken the orbit of time and space.”

That was a long, long time ago.

On the back hill, the teacher gave Yang Luoyi some instructions:

"Time-space killing moves are a type of forbidden killing moves. If used improperly, they will cause you to get lost in the turbulent flow of time and space and never be able to find your way home."

"Generally speaking, time-space killing moves are mostly used to briefly disrupt the present time in order to kill the enemy. Such brief disruptions include, but are not limited to: skipping, speeding up, pausing, and rewinding, and generally last from tens of seconds to a few minutes. Even so, the person using the time-space killing move must be extremely careful, because if he is not careful, his mind will be affected by the time-space turbulence, and he will become emotionless."

"Because the essence of spacetime is the Great Void, people will lose their emotions when they come into contact with the Great Void."

"Although I have done a lot of research on spacetime-based killing moves, the kind you mentioned is simply impossible unless you have a way to access the Taixu."

Once Taixu comes into contact with it, it will gradually lose its emotions.

No matter how unforgettable the love or how deep the blood ties, under the influence of Taixu, they will only become indifferent. Yang Pingsheng experienced nine lifetimes, constantly traveling back and forth to Taixu, which caused him to become completely empty.

Wen Shihan, Luo Benmo... which female villain didn't have a heart-wrenching, tragic love affair with him? Yet, when they stood before him, all he felt was cold indifference and worthless guilt.

This is the influence of Taixu.

If it weren't for Song Panning's scheme to give Yang Pingsheng the Sword Soul Heart, he would only give a quiet "oh" to the daughter in front of him now.

"You... came into contact with Taixu."

The aura emanating from Yang Luo was all too familiar, almost like his own past self. Yang Pingsheng asked in a trembling voice, "Why... is this happening to you?"

"You ask me why?"

Yang Luo wanted to cry, and she also wanted to laugh out loud, but her empty heart gave no response. She simply said:

"Because I want to know the answer."

The girl stepped forward and said:

"Or rather, I also want happiness."

The determination she held then burned like a raging fire; in order to find the answer, the girl resolutely became a traveler through time.

Her teacher told her that people who come into contact with Taixu will become emotionless, but she still has no regrets.

Time, space, and even the stars became chaotic. As time flowed by, everything in the world remained the same, except for the girl, who walked alone, searching for her way home.

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