The improved female villains regained their memories.

It is said that the First Emperor's mausoleum, built to end the warring states, was so grand and magnificent thanks to the Taixu Soil. Some even say that deep within the First Emperor's mausoleum are a series of time-space immortal techniques, which the First Emperor secretly developed using the Taixu Soil. However, these are just legends. Since the First Emperor's death, the Taixu Soil of the main world has disappeared without a trace, and even those time-space techniques have become taboo.

Such taboos are not only untouchable in the main world, but also in Shi Guijia's world. Even Shi Guijia subconsciously gasped as she looked at the magical artifact in her hand, which was engraved with unique spatial and temporal traces.

She could roughly guess what this guy wanted to teach Yang Luoyi.

"who are you?"

"Huh? Didn't I already tell you who I am? The previous villain, who was saved by some unspeakable being. But you can rest assured about me. What I'm doing now is also to deal with the Guardian Sect."

"...Why did the Heavenly Guardian Sect want to kill Yang Luoyi?"

"The Guardian Sect wants to kill Yang Luoyi?" Even Jiuwu was stunned.

He was given a certain mission and knew some things, but in reality, what he knew was somewhat outdated.

Shi Guijia didn't say anything, but she gestured for Liu Shaoheng to explain. So Liu Shaoheng told her everything that had happened in the past two days, including about Zhi Zixun.

Upon hearing this, Jiuwu said nothing, only silently uttering "I see," which expressed all his feelings.

Shi Guijia looked at him and said, "You don't seem sad at all."

“No, I’m very sad.” Jiuwu shook his head and continued to smile, but there was something deeper in his smile. “But the situation doesn’t allow me to be sad. If what you said is true, then I should also do my part to protect Yang Luoyi. At least we have the same goal.”

"Since we're the same, there's no need for us to doubt each other. Now, I want to ask you, what do you think of Yang Luoyi? She came to see me today, and she didn't seem to be in a good mood."

As Jiuwu said this, he looked at Yang Luoyi, who was sitting under a tree not far away.

Because the three villains, big, medium, and small, were sitting together, the child was isolated. She didn't make a fuss; she just sat quietly, as if waiting for her fate to be pronounced, waiting for them to finish talking.

Sunlight bathed her, and the lush greenery behind her provided shelter. Her sea-blue hair swayed gently in the wind, and her eyes, clean and pure, gazed into the distance, her vision reaching the horizon.

When Shi Guijia looked over, she also thought of many things at that moment.

Every evening when she went to buy wine, she would return drunk and see a small figure watching her from the street. Day after day, year after year, that small figure slowly grew up, and she also understood many things, and understood the meaning of the word "mother".

She may have always harbored some kind of expectation, but today, I shattered that expectation into pieces.

For Yu Shiguijia herself, this child was like a seed that fell from the sky and landed right on her. She didn't know when, but the person who threw the seed at her was gone, leaving her to decide whether the seed stayed or left.

She could either abandon it or destroy it in anger, but even now, her chaotic mind has not found the answer.

The root of everything comes from that day when Shi Guiyan held Yang Luoyi's hand, stood in front of her, and said, "Little Luoyi, look, this is your mother. Come on, call her 'Mom'."

"Mother~"

That one shout set the tone, and it has remained unchanged since "mother" became "mother" in the present day.

"If what you say is true, with a major battle looming ahead, it's not easy to harbor resentment," Jiuwu advised.

His face was calm; the death brought by Zhi Zixun seemed to have no effect on him at all, and he was only focused on completing his mission.

But Shi Guijia sensed the slight tremor at the corner of his mouth and the change in his emotions.

"...What was your purpose in teaching Yang Luoyi those things?"

"I don't know. I only know that if I teach her, she will cause huge changes in the future main world. At the very least, the liberation of villains will begin with her. The fact that the Guardian Sect suddenly sent people to attack her may be because they have sensed something."

Shi Guijia stood there, thinking for a long time.

"So, they want to overthrow the Heavenly Guardian Sect, so they're using Yang Luoyi as a pawn?"

Shi Guijia's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction.

However, Jiuwu is right about one thing: the Heavenly Guardian Sect's attack on Yang Luo might have been because they sensed something.

With a formidable enemy at hand, they cannot afford to have any unresolved issues.

"I understand," she said, walking over to Yang Luoyi's side.

As the shadow fell upon her, Yang Luo reacted, her lifeless eyes slightly lifting to glance at Shi Guijia before looking away.

Shi Guijia understood her emotions and said, "We're leaving."

"...Aren't you going to study anymore?"

"Not for now."

"Where's your aunt?"

“I will contact her and ask her to come and join us.”

"..."

There was no response. The girl lowered her head, and her sea-blue hair drooped down, obscuring her face.

Shi Guijia said, "I know that the fact that I'm not your mother has hit you hard, but it's a fact after all. If you can't accept it, you don't have to call me mother."

"..."

She rubbed her nose, but still didn't say anything.

Jiuwu walked over: "Has anyone ever said you can't speak properly?"

"Huh?" Shi Guijia frowned, looking at him with displeasure.

"Fine, it just so happens that I need to teach her something. Let me spend this time with her."

The hand that Jiuwu extended was naturally grasped by Yang Luoyi. Shi Guijia watched, her eyes slightly narrowed.

But she only said "okay" and then said, "I'll contact my sister. Once we get in touch, we'll leave here and discuss a solution."

The main world has already bared its fangs. Whether it's the apocalypse predicted by the protagonist or the pursuit of Yang Luoyi, they must take action.

Shi Guiyan has royal status and is also a master weapon refiner. With her help, Shi Guijia will undoubtedly have a greater chance of success.

The prerequisite is that she has to get in touch with them first.

As long as she can get in touch with...

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three days later.

The fog near the town grew even thicker, so thick that you could easily bump into someone on the street if you weren't careful.

The school announced a holiday, and even the stalls were almost deserted.

In the dimly lit room, Shi Guijia put down the phone once again.

These past few days, she has used every means of communication she could find, but the other side is still the same as before, with no phonetic sequence at all.

Even if Shi Guijia was slow to realize, she knew that something had likely happened to her younger sister.

"……hateful."

She tossed the phone aside and looked again at the blueprints for the magical artifact in front of her.

This was something she and Liu Shaoheng perfected together. It was a grand concept, and although its quality was only that of an eighth-grade magic weapon, its complex functions were no less than those of a ninth-grade magic weapon.

She got up, opened the door, and outside was a complex network of corridors and courtyards. It turned out that she was now in the weapon-refining room of the Liu family mansion.

After unifying the enemy, Jiuwu, Yang Luoyi, Shi Guijia, and the group of children all moved into the Liu residence.

The courtyard they were in belonged to Liu Shaoheng's mother, a very gentle woman who immediately agreed to her son's request after hearing it.

It's quiet, secluded, and most importantly, nobody comes here usually.

Liu Shaoheng's mother really dotes on her son; she will grant him any request he makes.

Shi Guijia turned her head and looked into the training room at the end of the corridor. Jiu Wu and Yang Luoyi had been inside for three whole days, and her daughter hadn't said a word to her.

By the way, I've already admitted that the other person isn't my daughter.

Shi Guijia let out a breath; she couldn't quite describe her feelings.

Stepping into the courtyard, Shi Guijia saw her cheap apprentice squatting in the corner, grinning foolishly. She walked up to him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Ah, Master, Master!"

Just like a student caught playing with a cheat sheet in class, Liu Shaoheng hurriedly hid the white paper behind his back, his face flushed, and said, "No, I didn't do anything!"

"..."

Shi Guijia had sharp eyes and saw the contents of the paper the moment the other person hid it. It was a drawing of a little boy and a little girl with pink hair.

The pink-haired little girl was the oldest child in that orphanage. Zhi Zixun named her Xiao Fen. She didn't talk much, but all the orphans liked her.

Now it seems that she and her adopted apprentice are starting to have a slightly different relationship.

Kids these days are so precocious...

Shi Guijia wouldn't be so bored as to expose her apprentice's little scheme; she simply said, "I'm going on a long trip."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Liu Shaoheng forgot all about his shyness and quickly asked, "Master, are you going to a very far place?"

"It's not far. I haven't been able to contact my sister. Something might have happened at the palace. I have to go check on her."

"But we've only just begun working on those magical artifacts. What will I do if you leave?"

“Those magical artifacts are not something the two of us can complete. All I can do is use my experience to complete the design drawings. The actual manufacturing will require those master craftsmen,” Shi Guijia said incisively. “You know my sister Shi Guiyan. She is a master craftsman herself. If we have her go out and find the other master craftsmen, we might be able to forge these magical artifacts you have designed in a short time to resist the apocalyptic catastrophe.”

"But aren't you the number one weapon refiner in the world? Can't you do it alone?"

Shi Guijia fell silent.

She, the world's number one weapon refiner, had long ago destroyed her spiritual root for the sake of the one she loved.

Now, being able to absorb and utilize spiritual energy is already a stroke of luck, let alone refine magical artifacts. With his golden spiritual root destroyed, he naturally can't use the Vajra Technique either. Refining magical artifacts, especially eighth-grade magical artifacts that are no less than quasi-ninth-grade magical artifacts, is simply impossible.

Perhaps it was her last bit of pride that made Shi Guijia not tell the truth, but instead said, "I have my reasons. Besides, with multiple weapon-refining masters working together, both speed and success rate are guaranteed."

“What you said makes sense.” Liu Shaoheng nodded, agreeing with Shi Guijia’s statement. After all, the weapon-refining masters are all famous people. If multiple weapon-refining masters could work together, the success rate would undoubtedly be much higher.

"Master, how long do you expect to be back?"

Two days to go, two days to come back, plus if there is really trouble in the capital, it may take time to solve the trouble myself, Shi Guijia thought for a moment and said: "About seven days, if there is a delay, it will not be more than ten days."

"Shall we begin the weapon forging process once you return?"

"Ah."

"Okay!" Liu Shaoheng nodded vigorously. "I'll wait for you to come back."

After instructing his apprentice on some preparations for refining magical artifacts, Shi Guijia planned to go home and take some magical artifacts with him.

Having learned from her experience with rigor mortis, this time she will bring all the magical artifacts she has crafted.

Before leaving, Shi Guijia stood in the corridor, looking at the training room not far away, wondering whether she should tell Jiuwu and her daughter.