The improved female villains regained their memories.

Yang Luo looked up and listened attentively. Her deskmate was folding paper next to her. The teacher's voice came in waves, like ocean waves, but instead of being refreshing, it made her sleepy.

"In the Great Void, things that are subject to birth and death cannot produce other things, and things that are subject to change cannot cause other things to change. Things without birth and death can produce things that are subject to birth and death, and things without change can cause things that are subject to change to change. Things that are subject to birth and death cannot escape birth and death, and things that are subject to change cannot escape change; therefore, these things are constantly subject to birth and death, and constantly changing. Things that are constantly subject to birth and death, and constantly changing, are in a state of birth and death at all times, and are in a state of change at all times. This is true of Yin and Yang, and it is also true of the four seasons. Things without birth and death are unparalleled, and things without change are cyclical. The boundaries of cyclical things can never be found; unparalleled..." The principles governing things cannot be fully fathomed; this is the mystery of the Great Void. The *Record of Cultivating the Heavenly Way* states: 'The Great Void does not die; it hides behind a deep and subtle gate. The Great Void has come into contact with the world behind this gate, thus touching the very root of heaven and earth. It is continuous, seemingly existing, and inexhaustible.' Therefore, the self that produces all things does not die, and the self that transforms all things does not change. It produces itself, transforms itself; it forms itself, colors itself; it generates wisdom itself, generates power itself; it diminishes and declines itself, and grows and flourishes itself. To say that there is something that causes it to produce, change, form, color, generate wisdom, generate power, diminish and decline, or grow and flourish is erroneous.

"Sword Soul Heart, Dust-Shaped Light, Wuhe Flower, and Taixu Soil—among the four great treasures of heaven and earth, only Taixu Soil is infinitely changeable, neither perishing nor destroyed. It extends from Taixu, inheriting its laws. Immortals use it with the power of hardness and softness, yin and yang. It is the best 'weapon,' yet it is also the 'weapon' that even the most skilled weapon refiners cannot fully comprehend. The essence of a weapon is either softness or hardness, yin or yang. Therefore, a magical weapon that kills an enemy cannot prevent itself from being destroyed. An indestructible magical weapon may not be adaptable to different situations—this is the limitation of a weapon. But Taixu Soil can transcend the limitations of a weapon, becoming the greatest weapon. Why is this?"

"Because the weapon refiner limits their own weapons, in creating their own weapons they also give them a definition. As a result, they cannot transcend their own definition. If defined as attack, then the weapon takes on an attacking posture; if defined as defense, then the weapon takes on a defensive posture; if defined as healing, then the weapon takes on a healing posture. Therefore, there are things that have life and death, and there are definitions that bring about life; there are things that have shape, and there are definitions that bring about shape; there are things that have sound, and there are definitions that bring about sound; there are things that have color, and there are definitions that bring about color; there are things that have flavor, and there are definitions that bring about flavor."

"Taixu Tu has no definition."

"Without definition, it reveals the characteristics of nothingness. Nothingness can manifest the characteristics of yin or yang; it can manifest the characteristics of softness or hardness; it can shorten or lengthen; it can take the shape of a circle or a square; it can be born or die; it can be hot or cool; it can float or sink; it can emit the sound of gong or shang; it can appear or disappear; it can manifest the color of black or yellow; it can manifest the taste of sweetness or bitterness; it can emit the smell of mutton or fragrance. It has no consciousness, no ability, yet it knows everything and is omnipotent. This is the power of the Great Void Earth."

The teacher continued speaking, spitting as he went, while the students below looked at each other, completely bewildered.

The same lullaby, but the content just didn't suit the Master's personality.

According to Confucius's personality, he should be holding a rattan cane and whipping them one by one to recite the text. If they make a mistake, he would hit their hands. Then he would be spouting about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and the greatness of filial piety. Why did he change his nature today and suddenly talk about the Four Great Treasures and immortals?

Yang Luoyi's deskmate nudged her arm and whispered, "Luoyi, is the teacher acting a little strange today?"

Yang Luo nodded: "Mm."

"Today was supposed to be the teacher's class, but the teacher took over and not only that, he changed his tune today and started talking about something called 'too rustic' for no reason. It's so boring, even more boring than benevolence and righteousness."

"Boring?" Yang Luo blinked; she found it quite interesting.

Perhaps because it involved weapon crafting, Yang Luo listened with extra care. After thinking for a moment, she whispered to her deskmate, "Just treat it as a story."

"What a boring story! That day, there was a temple fair in town, and my parents and I went to listen to the storyteller. That story was much more interesting!"

Yang Luoyi stopped talking and became somewhat saddened. Of course, it wasn't because she also wanted to listen to the story; the focus was on the words "father" and "mother."

Although she went on a trip with her mother during her vacation, she still didn't know anything about her father. Yesterday, she had another falling out with her mother because of the weapon-refining matter.

Am I really doing this...?

Yang Luo felt a little uneasy when she thought about this.

Jiuwu is a very good person. Although she knew he was a stranger, Yang Luoyi still developed a dependence on him.

Last night, he taught her a lot and helped her open the first door to weapon crafting. To be honest, Yang Luoyi was really grateful to him.

but……

She became increasingly uneasy.

Her deskmate seemed to notice something was wrong and comforted her, "What's wrong, Luo Yi? Are you worried about the guy you hit? Don't worry, he was put in solitary confinement when he got back, and he didn't come to school today. That was really satisfying."

"Um……"

"I've disliked that guy for a long time. He bullies his classmates just because his cousin is a weapon-refining genius. He's a real scoundrel! His cousin, who is also a weapon-refining genius, is always skipping school. I don't know what he's so proud of."

My deskmate gestured to the empty seat next to him and said, "Look, he's not here again today."

Yang Luo paused, looking at the empty seat with a longing expression: "Weapon forging..."

Just then, the Master said, "The principle of the Great Void tells us that only by tearing apart definitions can we have infinite possibilities. We should restore the original state, return to the time before we were born, to that time filled with nothingness..."

The Master paused here, his cloudy eyes sweeping over the students, and said calmly:

"Only by tearing apart the infinite possibilities defined can we call it a miracle."

Yang Luo lowered her head.

Ice-like energy floated on her fingertips, crystal clear, and fell droplets onto the table.

With a slight flick of Yang Luo's wrist, the icy spiritual energy dissipated in the air and disappeared.

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Because she planned to make the round trip in one day, Shi Guijia activated another of her magical artifacts.

That was also named by Yang Ping, called "Supersonic Aircraft".

A streak of light flashed across the sky above the town, and before people could even see what was flying by, they were blinded by the sandstorm.

"What the hell flew by?"

"Is it an immortal? Why is there such a commotion?"

"It seems to be some kind of magical artifact."

A genius who skipped school again was unfortunately hit by a sandstorm and covered in dust.

"What the hell is that?"

He was indignant, but he didn't have time to care, so he got up and continued walking forward.

One flew in the sky, the other ran on the ground, and the two passed each other by without anyone noticing.

The truant genius had been pondering the apocalypse since last night, and today he was determined to find the old Taoist priest to find out if he would die in the apocalypse.

The blonde woman was anxious to find the only clue they had, since there weren't many people in this world who knew about the relationship between the good guys and the bad guys.

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The streets were bustling with people, but the old Taoist priest was nowhere to be seen. Liu Shaoheng stood in the crowd, bewildered and at a loss. Finally, he was so angry that he wanted to curse: "Damn it, you gave me a death sentence and then ran away, didn't you?"

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The Lonely Garden near Shenlong Lake was packed with people. The children who had asked Zhi Zixun for candy earlier were gathered there, crying.

The government officials surrounded the place, and Shi Guijia stood there motionless, letting the words of those around her drown her out.

"died?"

"He's really dead. A sword went straight into his heart. He was just sitting there in the chair. There was a lot of blood. The government officials have arrived."

"She died so tragically, what a pity, such a good girl..."

"Yes, she was a very good girl. She was the one who set up this Lonely Garden. I don't know why, but she suddenly committed suicide."

"Perhaps they can't hold on any longer?"

Shi Guijia stood there, motionless, feeling as if she were in an ice cave despite the bright sunshine.

Chapter 331 The Definition of the Heavenly Dao

Zhi Zixun is dead.

The children huddled in twos and threes in the corner, each one looking dejected, none of them able to utter a word.

Shi Guijia glanced at them. She knew all too well what the Lonely Garden was for. For the children, the death of Zhi Zixun would probably be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

She gazed into the distance, at the dandelion fields. On this windless day, even the drifting dandelions had stopped dancing.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the people sent by the government discussed what to do. Shi Guijia remained silent, but squatted down and picked up a handful of soil.

She had seen Zhi Zixun's body; it wasn't, as the crowd said, a sword piercing her chest. To be precise, it was a dagger.

She held a dagger in her hand, her face calm. The authorities said she committed suicide.

"I know you didn't commit suicide..."

In this world, only a handful of people truly know who is good and who is evil.

Now, there's one less.

"You didn't commit suicide, how could you abandon this place?"

Shi Guijia held the soil tightly in her hands.

She met the girl during her most desperate time. The girl healed her with her gentle smile. Although she didn't find salvation, the girl's help was genuine. When she left, the girl sincerely wished her happiness.

But now, the girl has abandoned everything and left on her own.

We had just met a few days ago, but now we are separated by death.

"Miss Shi Guijia, although I don't know the details of your relationship with that person, I imagine you must be in a lot of pain right now. But the person who left is gone, and the person who loves you is still by your side. At least, don't disappoint the person who loves you, okay?"

The girl's words still echoed in Shi Guijia's ears. It was clearly her who said that even if it was painful, she should not disappoint the people who loved her. But why is the girl leaving now?

"...Are all you chess players like this? You say the nicest things, but then you just leave without a word."

Bang! He punched the wall next to him.

Shi Guijia's face was obscure, the only clue had been lost, and she herself didn't know what to do next.

One of the government officials approached, showing particular respect because Shi Guijia had previously presented royal credentials when he requested to see the body: "Lord Shi Guijia, if you have no other requests, we need to clean this place up."

Shi Guijia suppressed his anger and asked, "What do you plan to do about this place and the children?"

The official scratched his cheek, somewhat embarrassed to speak. Shi Guijia frowned and said impatiently, "Hurry up and say it."

"The children will most likely be sent to other orphanages, and this place will probably be requisitioned by the government," the government official said. "That's how it's supposed to be according to regulations."

Lonely Garden is actually an orphanage.

Its main purpose is to take in orphans without parents, but because orphanages are mostly privately owned, what the orphans do in the future is actually decided by the organizers of the orphanage.

When Shi Guijia was in a bad mood, she couldn't stand things like the Lonely Garden. Now, whenever the government officials talk to her about it, she feels nauseous.

Can those people serve the children wholeheartedly like Zhi Zixun?

Shi Guijia smiled and asked with slightly narrowed eyes, "Which orphanage are you going to send them to?"

"The one in town."

Shi Guijia waved her hand, and immediately, countless bees flew out from behind her. This was a reconnaissance artifact, whose main function was to collect intelligence.

The town wasn't far, and the bees were fast, so they returned quickly. Shi Guijia grabbed the man, her face contorted with malice: "You're going to send the children to that guy surnamed Huang? That guy hasn't even solved his own problems, and your government hasn't even gotten a result on this child molestation case, and now you're going to send them to him?!"

"Um, sir, please don't get agitated..." The official was both amused and exasperated. "That's just a rumor. Master Huang was wronged, and the government has already closed the case."

"Do you think I'm some kind of child who's so easily fooled by a case that hasn't been publicly announced?"

"Please calm down, calm down..."

Shi Guijia put the government official down. The official wiped the sweat from his face, thinking to himself that this lady was clearly a woman, but she was incredibly strong. Knowing that he couldn't afford to offend this lady, the official could only try his best to appease her: "The court's money is all going to support the weapon refiners. We don't get much money. We all rely on the local big taxpayers. This is the direction of the court's policy, and there's nothing we can do about it."

"Who asked you that? I was talking about the children's future!"

"That's exactly what I was talking about." The man was almost crying. "Sending someone to take over this place and support the children will require funds from the government. After all, Master Huang has registered an orphanage with the government. If we don't move them there, where else can we move them to? Sir, as long as the procedures are in accordance with the law, why do you have to worry about so much?"

Shi Guijia was speechless, but she felt angry and frustrated, and couldn't vent her anger for a while.

The man tentatively asked, "If you're willing to take it on..."