The improved female villains regained their memories.

"The tracks started from the bed, moved to the door, and then came to the bedside—that's the movement pattern..."

By scanning someone's data, you can reconstruct their activity trajectory at a specific location (provided they actually did visit that location).

This is a third-grade magic artifact created by Shi Guijia and Yang Pingsheng together. It doesn't consume much spiritual energy and its function is just so-so. Shi Guijia kept it purely as a memento.

Unexpectedly, this thing has come in handy now. After all, Shi Guijia's spiritual root has been destroyed, and she can no longer use reconnaissance-type immortal killing moves. This thing can replace the killing moves and allow her to see what she wants to see.

"What a pity, the traces are a bit rough, and we can only see the movement trajectory." Shi Guijia held up the magic artifact and looked at the area illuminated by its light, muttering to herself.

Zhi Zixun died around midnight, which is the dead of night. Shi Guijia also asked the children, and they said that they were already resting in bed at that time. Because Zhi Zixun didn't like them being active at night, and they didn't want to make Zhi Zixun angry or sad, everyone was resting on the first floor and no one left.

"Judging from the marks, someone must have knocked on her door. Zhi Zixun got out of bed to open the door, and after seeing this person, she went to her desk and committed suicide. In other words, the person she saw before she died was very important. However, it's strange..."

Shi Guijia frowned slightly: "Why did she linger at the door for so long?"

The investigation revealed that Zhi Zixun left heavy traces at the doorway but light traces at the desk. This means that after seeing the person, she did not move but remained standing there before going to the desk to commit suicide.

This is enough to show that Zhi Zixun must have known the person who knocked on the door. At least, there was no sign of a fight in the room, nor any indication that she was constantly dodging or retreating in a panic. She just stood there, and after finishing her conversation with that person, she went to the desk to commit suicide.

Shi Guijia closed her eyes, trying to immerse herself in the scene.

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late at night.

The children were all fast asleep, and the girl, exhausted from a long day, lay in bed, closed her eyes, and waited to drift off to sleep.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and the girl opened her eyes.

The children were all fast asleep, so no one should be knocking on her door. Could it be that someone had woken up?

"Who is it?" Out of caution, the girl would definitely ask this question.

The person outside didn't answer, but kept knocking on the door.

The girl asked again, but still received no answer. Unable to contain herself any longer, she got out of bed and opened the door.

Then she saw—

"That's not right."

Shi Guijia slapped herself on the head and said, "If the person opening the door doesn't respond, is Zhi Zixun just going to be stupid enough to open the door?"

What a joke, she's not mentally challenged.

She opened the door and stood there talking to the other person for so long, which proves that the other person cannot be the kind of unidentified person who keeps knocking on the door and doesn't answer questions.

He must have answered, and Zhi Zixun knew from his answer that he was one of her own, which is why she opened the door.

No, no, let's try again.

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"Who is it?" Out of caution, the girl would definitely ask this question.

"Zixun, it's me." A familiar voice came from outside the door. "It's been a long time. I've come to see you."

"It's you." The girl happily got out of bed and opened the door. "Long time no see, what brings you here?"

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Snapped.

Shi Guijia slapped herself on the head again.

"This is a second-floor room, not the courtyard outside. Even if it's someone we know, it's already strange for them to sneak in without saying a word, right? Unless this person does this all the time, and Zhi Zixun is already familiar with them, otherwise..."

Otherwise, would she be an idiot to just open the door like that?

The traces were very clear: Zhi Zixun got out of bed and went straight to the door to open it. There were traces of the door sliding and her standing on the floor, but no traces of her hesitating or lingering. In other words, Zhi Zixun knew that she should open the door.

In other words, this person really has this habit of infiltrating, but Shi Guijia thinks it's unlikely. Zhi Zixun is free now and no one is watching her. What is the person afraid of that would use this method of infiltrating, and Zhi Zixun herself is used to it?

"Or, to put it another way, what if there were no outsiders at all, but rather children?"

But if that's the case, there should be traces outside from the children's rooms on the first floor all the way to the doors of the rooms on the second floor. Shi Guijia has already taken photos, and there are none. If there were, it would have been a few days ago.

"There are no signs of movement. Could the other party be an immortal? But even so, there should still be traces of spiritual energy."

There was no trace of spiritual energy left in the entire room, or rather, the entire house, which meant that no one had used any immortal killing techniques here in the past few days.

"That's a magic artifact? But magic artifacts should leave traces of spiritual energy. Most importantly, there are no traces outside the door, which means there's no one outside at all. Why did Zhi Zixun open the door?"

Shi Guijia closed her eyes and tried to put herself in the shoes of the person she was in the situation with.

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Midnight, the hour of Zi (11 PM - 1 AM).

The girl, who had been fast asleep, lay in bed, unable to sleep all night.

Finally, she sat up, walked to the door, and opened it.

Outside the door, the dark corridor was empty and devoid of anything.

A slender white hand slowly pressed against the door frame. The girl stood there silently, her empty eyes facing the darkness, speechless.

She sighed softly, as if she had made up her mind.

Finally, she closed the door, turned around and sat down at the desk, where she used a dagger to slit her own heart.

"...Doesn't that just bring us back to the logic of suicide?"

Shi Guijia scratched her head in frustration.

Outside the door, there was no spiritual energy, no demonic energy, and no trace left.

A girl named Zhi Zixun died mysteriously.

Even if someone dies from a curse or control, there should be no trace left, but there were no traces in either Zhi Zixun's body or in the entire room.

It had nothing to do with spiritual energy or demonic energy; Zhi Zixun died from a more mysterious power.

While she was thinking, Liu Shaoheng had already walked to the door and knocked on the door next to him: "Master, dinner is ready."

He ultimately chose to address her as "Master" rather than "Godmother."

"I made some porridge and also prepared some pickled vegetables and scrambled eggs with the ingredients." Seeing Shi Guijia looking over, Liu Shaoheng hurriedly said, "It's all edible, don't worry."

"...I wasn't worried about your cooking skills, I was just amazed at how fast you were."

"It was someone else who helped me..."

He said, seemingly a little embarrassed, his face turning red: "If I were to do it myself, it would indeed be very slow."

Shi Guijia: "?"

She thought to herself, "Why is this child blushing?" and then said, "You and the others eat first, I'll go downstairs in a bit."

Aren't you going to eat?

"Just keep it for me."

Liu Shaoheng responded and backed away, making sure to close the door behind him before leaving.

Shi Guijia sat back down at her desk, looked out the window at the dandelion field not far away, and began to think again.

Why must suicide happen here?

The traces are very clear. The girl's traces are from the bed, to the door, and then to the window. She wanted to commit suicide. She had countless ways to do it, so why did she choose this place?

What was outside the door that night?

She searched through the magical artifacts she had brought again, hoping to find something that could help.

As the former number one weapon refiner in the world, Shi Guijia had refined many magical artifacts during his glorious years. After Yang Pingsheng left, most of these artifacts were left to gather dust in the storeroom. But that doesn't mean they were useless. What Shi Guijia is looking for now is a magical artifact with heaven-defying effects.

However, there were too many magical artifacts piled up. After so many years of being drunk, she couldn't even remember the effects and names of some of them, even though they were her creators. Her mind was in turmoil, and the more she searched, the more agitated she became. Gradually, her violent thoughts rose again—this was her old problem. She was like this when she was refining magical artifacts. Once she became agitated, she liked to torture something.

At first, she was just flowers and plants, but later she turned into animals. If she hadn't met Yang Pingsheng, she probably would have gone down a bloody path.

"Restraint, restraint! Even without Yang Pingsheng, I can still restrain myself!"

With bloodshot eyes staring at the magical artifact before her, she gritted her teeth, desperately suppressing the violence in her heart, and searched endlessly until she finally found it.

——The Ninth-Rank Magical Artifact: 【Return, Soul】.

This magical artifact was crafted by her without her knowledge, fearing that Yang Pingsheng might die from a cultivation mishap. From selecting the materials and treasures to its creation, it consumed a great deal of her energy and effort, making it a true ninth-grade magical artifact.

As a ninth-grade magical artifact, its effects are naturally extremely powerful. As long as it stays in a place where the living have left traces, using the artifact will re-condense the soul of the deceased.

Such incredible effects come at a huge cost. First, it is a one-time use item. Second, it consumes not just spiritual energy, but the user's lifeblood.

In order to completely dispel the doubts, Shi Guijia has decided to use this trump card.

However, just as she was about to use it, her body suddenly stopped.

The chair looks a bit strange.

She stood up, took a few steps back, and began to re-examine the desk and chair.

Something seems off.

Shi Guijia frowned, moved closer, and shifted her chair.

There was no movement.

She moved around repeatedly until she pressed a switch on one of the chair legs.

The next second, the mechanism activated.

To Shi Guijia's astonishment, the wall near the bed suddenly moved, and a brand new wall appeared in the gap beside it.

The surface was covered with inscriptions: System, Main World, Sub-World, World Will, Guardian Sect, Protagonist, Villain, etc.

This is clearly a clue image!

Chapter 339 Eternal Love and Promise

Refining weapons is a very arduous task.

The fog in the town grew thicker and thicker. The teacher tested the students and then dismissed them. For some reason, the teacher let them go exceptionally early today.