The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Screw you, hurry up and tell me, what did the magic artifact read?"

“Just like I said, demonic nature,” Zhi Xinghan said. “That girl’s beliefs are different from everyone else’s, and she has already begun to be tainted by demonic nature. The fox tribe is a tribe that values ​​rules. We’ve traveled so far today and met so many fox people, but she is the only one who doesn’t believe in these rules, and… wait a minute!”

Zhi Xinghan suddenly frowned.

Lan Xiu looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"The magical artifact detected that this person showed absolutely no emotional fluctuation when talking about being bullied, especially when the victim was bullying her; her tone was so indifferent, it was as if..."

"Like what?"

"It's as if they've already gotten their revenge."

The air suddenly became quiet, so quiet that you could only hear your own heartbeat.

Lan Xiu scratched his head and said, "That's normal, isn't it? After all, the victim is dead, and the two who are missing are probably in grave danger. No matter how you look at it, this can be considered revenge, right?"

Lan Xiu's thinking wasn't that extreme; he wouldn't assume the girl was the murderer because of this incident.

The girl was only eleven years old. How could an eleven-year-old child possibly harm someone of the same clan? Moreover, the girl had broken her leg before the incident. How could a child with a broken leg be capable of harming someone of the same clan?

That's why Lan Xiu had already eliminated the girl's suspicion. The reason he was shocked now was only because of Zhi Xinghan's "magical" words.

Zhi Xinghan pondered for a moment before speaking: "Strange, very strange. The magical artifact determined that this girl is the kind of person who repays kindness with kindness and avenges wrongs with revenge. However, the artifact also determined that this girl is vicious and ruthless, not only towards others but also towards herself."

"That's normal, considering her family background. She would have starved to death if she hadn't been ruthless." Lan Xiu shrugged dismissively. "I think your judgment of the traces is wrong, Senior Brother. Let's stop focusing on that girl and look for other traces."

"But……"

As the wearer of a ritual implement, one cannot convey the feelings derived from physiognomy to others; one can only describe them in words.

What Zhi Xinghan conveyed and what he felt were actually quite different.

What did he sense?

Ruthless, decisive, eradicates all threats, kind on the outside but cruel on the inside.

That so-called weakness was just a disguise.

Although she is a fox, she has the look of a wolf. She only presents a weak face because of her poor family background. If one day she gains power and rises to a high position, she will become a different person, cold and ruthless, willing to sacrifice thousands of lives to achieve her goals.

She truly embodies the spirit of "If I ever hold power, I will kill all those who have wronged me."

Most importantly, this girl is precocious; her mental capacity far exceeds that of an eleven-year-old, and her shrewdness even surpasses that of some adults.

To survive, she presented herself as weak and foolish, burying her talents deep within, while honing her will to the sharpness of a sword, patiently waiting for her own opportunity.

Zhi Xinghan recalled something a teacher had said during his time taking classes at the outer sect of the Kongling Sect:

"Whether one is a hero or a person of exceptional skill, to accomplish a great undertaking, it is not as simple as having ambition; one must also possess talent that surpasses that of ordinary people, as well as unwavering and steadfast will."

Zhi Xinghan didn't know if the girl had extraordinary talent, but he did know that she had begun to cultivate a powerful will.

Everyone has their own path to walk.

Everyone will face the judgment of others regarding the path they have taken.

The road is rugged and bumpy, and people's comments make it even more thorny. As the saying goes, "Many voices can melt metal, and accumulated slander can destroy bones."

Therefore, those who lack willpower often fail halfway through their journey.

Fear has it that the people's prophecy has come true.

I'm afraid; the road ends in nothingness.

However, for those with a strong will, these things are irrelevant.

This is my path, the path I choose to walk.

Whether it's lowly or base, even if the end is hell, I will not regret it.

Those with unwavering will will only suffer physical destruction, never spiritual surrender!

In the dimly lit bamboo house, the girl raised her dark eyes.

She limped as she helped her grandmother lie down, covered her with a blanket, and said softly, "Grandma, rest now."

The old fox spirit trembled as he held her hand: "Xiao Lan, I did as you said, so please don't leave, don't go with that man."

"Grandma, I know, I won't leave."

"That man will ruin you, he will ruin you!"

"I know, I know everything," the girl said softly. "Grandma, go to sleep."

Her maternal grandmother no longer recognized her.

A year ago, her grandmother developed Alzheimer's disease and often mistook her for her daughter, with her memory deteriorating to the level of more than ten years ago.

Because of his leg problems, he was bedridden for many years, so no one knew about this except the girl.

The old fox closed his eyes and obediently began to sleep.

The girl limped to a corner of the bamboo house and pressed a certain mechanism.

The floorboards opened up, revealing a pile of fruit inside.

Yang Pingsheng gave her a lot of fruit, and even though those people destroyed a basket of it, there were still some left.

The girl was terrified of being poor, so she made some preparations early on, just in case.

Looking at the fruit, she suddenly knelt on the ground, her body trembling, tears streaming down her face.

[My benefactor, I'm so stupid, aren't I?]

[If I just had to endure it, I could still live a good life with these fruits.]

My legs won't break, and Grandma won't worry. Even though I can't buy her a quilt, I can still buy her new clothes. As long as I can be patient, I can live a good life.

[As long as you are patient...]

But I don't want to put up with it!

The moment I saw the fruit you gave me trampled on, I couldn't stand it anymore!

Why do they have the right to bully me? Why should I just let them bully me?

All I want is to have enough to eat and wear, and for my grandmother to live a peaceful life. That's all I ask for; I've never asked for anything else!

But why won't they let me off the hook even for such a trivial thought?

I can't take it anymore! I'm done with it!

【I want to repay kindness and seek revenge. Those who have wronged me, I will make them all die; those who have been kind to me, I will repay even greater debts of gratitude!】

This is how I want to live! This is how I want to live!!!

This is exactly how I want to live!!!

The girl wiped away her tears, picked up a few fruits, and stood up.

Her eyes were resolute, as if she had been reborn.

Half a month later, Zhi Xinghan and Lan Xiu had no choice but to retreat due to insufficient evidence.

And the little avenger once again embarked on this bloody path.

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"A certain woman was the reincarnation of a great emperor. Due to losing her memories of the emperor, she fell into poverty and became a servant. During this time, she met the male protagonist, whose family had fallen on hard times. The male protagonist was loyal, brave, and resourceful, and he risked his life to save her many times. The woman fell in love with him, and the two became inseparable. However, unexpectedly, after the woman awakened her memories of the emperor, she discovered that the male protagonist was actually the reincarnation of her enemy, who, like her, had also lost his memories. The woman wanted to kill him, but she couldn't bring herself to do it because she had already fallen in love with the male protagonist. Torn between love and hate, she chose to commit suicide... wdnmd, what a melodramatic story this is."

The system, enraged, blasted the storybook to pieces with its energy, then turned to Yang Pingsheng and said, "I want to see a good story, not a replay of the Heavenly Dao script!"

Yang Pingsheng glanced at it; how dare this guy say that?

The Heavenly Dao's plan is naturally not a storybook, but its roundaboutness is comparable to a storybook in some ways. Yang Pingsheng felt that his experiences in his previous lives made him feel that he was similar to the male protagonists in these storybooks.

The system came closer, jumped into Yang Pingsheng's arms, and said, "Pingsheng, tell me honestly, you've been looking for so many stories, are you trying to see through the patterns of the Heavenly Dao Plan? You're still worried about that problem, aren't you?"

Yang Pingsheng, exposed, made no attempt to hide his true feelings, simply grunting indifferently as he flipped through the storybook in his hand.

The story is called "Mountain Forest Dream," and it tells the tale of a woodcutter and a fox spirit.

This story was just as outrageous as the one the system was reading. Yang Pingsheng frowned as he read it, and after reading half of it, he threw the book aside.

The system chuckled: "Ping Sheng, don't think about it anymore. Although I don't know why Heaven arranged it this way in this life, I think it's still related to the definition of a female villain."

Her coldness and lack of human warmth suggest that the female villain has no close friends or family.

The supreme creator implies that the female villain is not human and cannot be easily transformed.

Yang Pingsheng understood what the system was saying, and it was precisely because he understood that he questioned the Heavenly Dao's plan.

If you don't have any close friends or family, can you just bring them into human society?

If something cannot be easily changed, doesn't that just mean it will turn on you later?

He looked out the window, watching the wind blow and leaves fall, and subconsciously sighed:

Winter is almost here.

Time flies so fast; before we know it, another year is almost over.

Li Chumo's relationship with him grew closer, while his relationship with his apprentices became increasingly distant.

The school song cloud no longer bothers him. Before, it would come to him to ask some questions, but now it completely follows behind the senior brother Xiao Qitian and has become a little follower.

Through a courtyard, three worlds were formed: he and Li Chumo, Xiao Qitian and Xiao Geyun, and Ye Chufei and Bai Nanrong.

The three worlds do not disturb each other, and only the most basic etiquette remains.

"School Song Cloud has been getting bolder and bolder lately. This time, she even invited Xiao Qitian out for a picnic and planned to do a mission with him," the system said. "Is this really a good idea? The subsequent plans will involve School Song Cloud."

"It's her own choice, as long as she doesn't regret it."

Yang Pingsheng sighed: "Even if the end of this road is the Demonic Sect, or the abyss."

Xiao Qitian, the eldest disciple of Yang Pingsheng, the peak master of the Kongling Sect, is the grandson of the sect master Li Yaoyang.

His father was the taboo figure of the Kongling Sect back then, and he himself had long since joined the demonic sect and become a demon.

Peak Master Yang Pingsheng only knew that Xiao Qitian was Li Yaoyang's grandson, but as a pawn, Yang Pingsheng also knew that Xiao Qitian was a pawn that the Demonic Sect had placed in the Kongling Sect.

Even Li Yaoyang was unaware of this matter.

He recalled the dream he had that afternoon, in which his senior spoke highly of Wuthering Heights.

"Fate was his enemy; it played a simple joke on him and ruined his life."