The improved female villains regained their memories.

After spending the night there, Ling Tianxin stood on a high slope outside the city.

She looked down at the magnificent scene of Jiutian City from high to low, without saying a word.

A cold wind blew, and someone draped a coat over her shoulders. The maid who had been wearing a funeral shroud and wailing last night was now standing behind her with a smile on her face.

"Miss, it's windy. You're not feeling well, so please take care of yourself."

Ling Tianxin seemed not to hear the maid's words, still staring intently. After a long while, she finally spoke: "Have you thought it through?"

The maid nodded without hesitation: "Yes!"

"Are you really sure? You'll die if you do."

"Miss, my life was originally yours."

Feeling the gaze from the other woman, the maid smiled and said, "You may not remember, but that year, my parents died. To bury them, I had no choice but to sell myself and my sister to pay for their funeral. The wealthy Zhu family wanted to take my sister and me as wives for his mentally challenged son. At that time, you and the head of the family went out to the market and saw the wealthy man taking my sister and me. My sister was crying, so you pleaded with the head of the family. That's when the head of the family intervened and gave us money so that my sister and I could bury our parents without having to sell ourselves."

"...Where is your sister?"

"Later, I caught a cold and died. I had nowhere to go, so I came to your mansion. Heaven is fortunate to be able to repay your kindness to me, Miss."

Ling Tianxin chuckled lightly: "My sister and I look quite alike. Besides, the things you're talking about, we don't even know how old we were. How can you be sure it's me?"

“Your character is well-known throughout the manor,” the maid said. “And your kindness is also known to the servants.”

Ling Tianxin fell silent.

After a long silence, she finally spoke: "Xiaoqian, I've told you everything, including how I stole my sister's destiny. Don't you look down on me? After all, I'm not as kind as you think, and besides, what I asked you to do..."

"Second Miss, I don't understand what you're saying," the maid Xiaoqian interrupted her. "But I will do it."

Whatever it is, she will definitely do it.

Anyone could betray Ling Tianxin, but Xiaoqian would never do so.

That year, on that day, it was a sunny day just like today. The five-year-old child stood in front of himself and his crying sister, angrily saying to the adults in front of him, "You are not allowed to bully the poor."

Just because of one sentence, a person's life was staked.

Ling Tianxin closed her eyes: "I will remember you, Xiaoqian."

"Okay." Xiaoxi smiled, her smile appearing especially gentle in the sunlight.

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"Stop!" the demon king roared, his eyes glued to the screen.

The system immediately stopped: "Have you found anything?"

"Here!" The Demon King stared intently at the screen. "Is this Ling Tian Du?"

Yes, it's her.

The system said, "It's the sisters' fifth birthday today. Ling Wuhan promised to take them hunting outside the city on this day, but because Ling Tianxin is not in good health, he only took Ling Tiandu with him."

"Then this..."

"This happened before they left the city. Because Zhu Cai wanted to find a wife for his mentally challenged son, he wanted to buy these two sisters who had sold themselves to bury their father. Ling Tian was jealous and couldn't stand it, so he intervened and asked his father to help."

The system asked, seemingly confused, "Is there a problem?"

"Yes." The Demon King stared intently at the screen. "Rewind and let me watch it again."

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A five-year-old child stood in front of himself and his sister like an adult.

"Dad, I don't want a birthday present anymore, and I don't want to go hunting either, since my sister can't go anyway," she said. "All I want today is for them to be safe and sound, and not to be bullied!"

Xiaoqian will remember this scene for the rest of her life.

Her father died, her mother died, and even her younger sister died. Logically speaking, she should have died too, but she lived until now, and she died for the children she had helped. It was worth it.

"This pill will completely ruin your appearance and change your body shape, while granting you the strength of a celestial being. Of course, this is time-limited. Once the time is up, you will become a mortal. Remember to leave before the time is up and go to the place I designate. I will arrange a place for you to spend the rest of your life."

Ling Tianxin placed the pill in Xiao Qian's hand and asked, "Are you really not going to regret it?"

"I don't regret it," Xiaoxi said softly. "But Second Miss, are you sure you want me to do this?"

"Ah."

"Using my Celestial Immortal powers to set my house on fire, would that be enough?" Xiaoxi asked worriedly. "Won't anyone get hurt?"

“No.” Ling Tianxin laughed. “My father is, after all, a celestial being. Moreover, there are many hidden experts in my family. It’s just a fire, nothing serious.”

"I see."

She didn't ask any further questions.

She neither asked why they set the fire, nor why they had to use their celestial powers to do so.

She didn't plan to ask any more questions.

She simply asked, "Will I be able to see the Second Miss again in the future?"

“Okay,” Ling Tianxin said with a smile. “We will definitely meet again, Xiaoqian.”

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boom!

The Demon King slammed his fist into the floor.

He didn't use any spiritual or demonic energy; he just used his physical body to smash it.

"He was fine when he was four or five years old, so how did he become like that after he turned six or seven?"

His tone was icy, with anger hidden deep within: "How many examples are there where she does good deeds outside, but others mistake her for Ling Tianxin and then come to the mansion to repay the favor?"

"There are quite a few. Apart from that maid, there are many more. Most of them later came to work in the manor, from cooks to general laborers, there are all kinds."

A chill crept up the demon king's spine and then spread throughout his entire body.

He knew where the problem lay, but it seemed too late.

"No, it's not too late!" The Demon King suddenly stood up. "Without exception, either Ling Tiandu's father or Ling Tiandu's mother was present at the scene, plus so many other participants. As long as we bring them to the Guardian Sect, with the help of your power, the system, we can deduce the truth behind the scenes!"

The system thought for a moment and said, "I understand what you mean. If that's the case, we can indeed deduce the truth behind Ling Tian's drastic change in temperament."

“Actually, we can now suspect... no, we are certain that Ling Tian’s personality has changed drastically for another reason. Her actions after she turned six or seven are completely inconsistent with her actions before that.”

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Ling Tianxin recalled her childhood.

From birth, she was surrounded by medicine bottles, and her only place of activity was a room.

She often looked out the window and watched her older sister running and playing freely outside.

Why is God so unfair?

Despite having the same appearance and the same birth time, the older sister receives everyone's love and can play freely, while she can only lie in a dark room, smelling the unpleasant odor of medicine.

Why can my older sister eat so many delicious foods while I can only chew on bitter Chinese medicine leaves?

Why does my older sister get all of our parents' love while I can only see them at night?

Why is it that my older sister can be carried by our father to go hunting outside the city on her birthday, while I am only allowed to lie in bed and am not even allowed to eat pastries?

On what grounds? On what grounds?

As a child, she couldn't understand it. When her father came to visit her one day, she asked timidly, "Father, why doesn't my sister have to take medicine?"

The father remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Everyone has their own destiny. Your sister... doesn't need to take the medicine."

Everyone has their own destiny.

Is it because of my own fate?

An exquisite porcelain doll sat by the window, watching birds soaring high in the sky.

Is it because my fate is like this that I can only live like this?

And now, why is this happening...?

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The Demon King emerged from the system and was about to call out to Ling Tianxin when he suddenly realized that she should be at home.

After the succession ceremony, the new chosen one can return home, which is a tradition.

The Demon King used a time-based immortal technique, which temporarily blurred the lines between day and night. However, this was also a good opportunity, as he needed to verify his plans. Therefore, he decided to personally visit Nine Heavens City.

Just as they reached the entrance of the main hall, they saw Jiu Bahuang rushing over in a hurry.

"I've been looking for you for so long, where did you go?"

"Senior Jiu Ba Huang, is there anything I can help you with?" the Demon King asked.

"Something's happened! A dozen or so Celestial Immortal Demon Cultivators suddenly appeared out of nowhere in Nine Heavens City, using methods we've never seen before. The entire Ling Mansion has been burned down, and Nine Heavens City is in imminent danger. Old Mao and the others have gone, and now you're the only one missing!"

"What did you say!" The Demon King's expression changed drastically. He immediately used a divine killing move, summoning a teleportation artifact, and then disappeared without a trace.

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There's probably something wrong with the medicine that was delivered today.

Lying on the bed, Ling Tianxin was curled up in pain.

She tried to call for help, but her voice was weak and feeble. Today was her fifth birthday, but everyone in the manor was at the most famous Chun Tea House in Jiutian City celebrating Ling Tiandu's birthday. They had no time to care about her.

But it hurt so much. It started in my abdomen, then spread throughout my body, and finally, I lost consciousness.

She couldn't go on like this. She forced herself to get up. No matter what, she needed to find someone who could help her.

She walked step by step toward the door.

Despite the extremely short distance, she walked with extraordinary difficulty, and in the end, she could only squat on the ground in pain.

Can't walk anymore.

For some reason, tears involuntarily rolled down my cheeks.

In the quiet, lonely room, she could only hear her own heartbeat, thump-thump, keeping her company.

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It was late at night, and everyone had returned home.