The improved female villains regained their memories.

The Guardian Heaven Sect has stood tall in the main world for a long time, producing countless chosen ones, each a hero of the human race. It is not surprising that some of them are skilled in weapon crafting.

The key point is that, according to Zhiyuan's intelligence, none of the previous protagonists of the Guardian Heaven Sect seemed to be skilled in weapon crafting.

Ling Tianxin glanced at Zhiyuan, then looked at Yunhai and nodded, saying, "Old sir, you do know a lot. That's right. The real name of this Yunhai is [Yunhai Diagram]. It is a ninth-grade magic weapon with unparalleled power. Even I, the protagonist, do not know many of its mysteries now that it has been operating for so long."

"As for the person who invented it..." Ling Tianxin paused for a moment, then said, "There's no need to hide it; it was set up by the former protagonist, Zhou Buyi."

Zhou Buyi's strength lies not in weapon crafting, but in data simulation.

Once you understand one path, you can understand a hundred paths. It was precisely because she took this path to its extreme that other products were derived from it.

Although this [Cloud Sea Map] is a magical artifact, it contains a power that originates from the same source as the Tongchen Light, and is essentially no different from the [System].

For ease of understanding, immortals refer to it as the ninth-grade magic artifact, the "Cloud Sea Diagram."

“The Guardian Heaven Sect has a profound foundation. Over the years, they must have set up more than just the [Cloud Sea Map].” Zhiyuan said, “Not to mention the recent ones, just look at the distant past. Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang, King Wen, King Wu, and wise men and virtuous men throughout the ages must have left behind many methods.”

Ling Tianxin nodded: "Since its founding, the Guardian Heaven Sect has experienced countless rebellions, internal strife, and attacks from villains. It has survived each one thanks to the arrangements of the sages and the sacrifices of countless people."

Zhiyuan echoed, "It is through the efforts of generations that we have built the massive structure we see today. While individual strength may be great, it cannot withstand the united cooperation of talented individuals."

“That’s right.” Ling Tianxin smiled and said, “This time, when the villains attack, I hope that the Heroes Alliance can stand with my Guardian Heaven Sect to jointly resist the foreign enemy.”

"No problem, no matter what, the villains are our common enemy."

The two hands are clasped together.

As for what the owner of the hand thinks, only heaven knows.

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The royal affair has come to an end.

It was expected that a fierce battle would take place in the main hall, but in the end, it ended peacefully.

The Emperor himself did not react, nor did Fang Wu, who was the royal family's trump card. The courtiers speculated whether this was the result the Emperor wanted or not.

Regardless of which one it is, it doesn't prevent the villains from taking over the royal family.

Xu Anlu released everyone in the city, but at the same time she also unleashed the full power of the Great Yan Dynasty, arranging for people to be deployed from officials in the capital to royal guards.

At the same time, Xu Baxian also consolidated his forces, but he did not have as many men as Xu Anlu. However, considering that Song Panning was behind him, he was still able to put up a counterbalance.

The situation at the imperial court reached a strange stalemate.

For high-ranking officials, the current situation is like the eye of a tornado; one wrong move and they'll be torn apart. The immortals disdain to visit these officials; they only observe the official's attitude.

So whose side to take becomes a question that officials need to consider.

Of course, that wasn't their only concern; the orc alliance forces outside the city remained stationed there and showed no sign of withdrawing.

The conflict between the central government and local authorities has once again become prominent. Local authorities have been sending people to test the waters, especially after hearing that the Guardian Heaven Sect had been abolished as the national sect, which has left them all in a state of shock.

What exactly happened in the capital?

On the city wall of the imperial city, Li Chumo and Yang Pingsheng stood there.

Earlier in the main hall, Li Chumo said he wanted to borrow Xu Anlu's teacher. Now that the matter was settled, she naturally took him away without hesitation.

But she still had a headache because Yang Pingsheng had two tagalongs around him.

A little girl with silver hair, and a gloomy woman hiding in the shadows.

She longed to finish what she hadn't said to Yang Pingsheng on the snow mountain, but with these two people here, she felt no emotion whatsoever.

"Master, that..."

She spoke somewhat shyly, no longer displaying the cold indifference she had shown to others. Towards Yang Pingsheng, she was just like she had been after the fireworks display that year—incoherent and rambling.

"I still want to ask, the last question..."

Her voice was soft, and at this moment, she seemed to have returned to the insecure little girl she used to be. Her broken gaze, mixed with sunlight, completely destroyed her queenly demeanor.

Yang Pingsheng recalled a story that had been circulating in the capital for a long time, and he realized that the story of the origin of the Lantern Festival was the same story that was told in the Seventh World.

Because his memories were still modified at the time, he didn't react when he introduced it to Wen Shihan.

Looking into the fox-girl's eyes, he suddenly understood something: perhaps the girl had already arrived in the main world, but because she couldn't find him, she created a festival using the story of that world; perhaps the girl knew he was living in seclusion in the Immortal Valley outside the capital, hoping that seeing the origins of the Lantern Festival would help him remember everything from the past. Perhaps...

Yang Pingsheng rubbed his hands together, feeling another hand moving restlessly in his palm. He looked at Luo Benmo beside him, then at Wen Shihan in the shadows, sensing their slight dissatisfaction. He smiled helplessly and said, "Sister, I'll come find you later."

He added, "Xiao Han is also like this."

"..." Wen Shihan rose from the shadows, his expression slightly displeased.

Luo Benmo remained motionless and unresponsive, clearly expressing his displeasure.

"I wonder what the situation is like down there."

As he spoke, before he finished, he could feel that Luo Benmo had moved a little closer.

Wen Shihan also emerged from the shadows and stood beside him.

Not giving an inch.

"Xiao Han, could you check on Xu Anlu and the others for your brother?" Yang Pingsheng asked.

"......"

She refused.

Their reluctance was even written all over their faces.

However, after hesitating for a moment, she finally said, "Yes, brother."

She kills without blinking an eye, and she won't listen to anyone else, except for Yang Pingsheng.

The girl who embarked on her cultivation journey with a book of her brother's sayings back then hasn't changed much to this day.

Now it was Luo Benmo's turn. Yang Pingsheng coughed lightly and said, "In the name of the leader of the villain's den, I order the deputy leader, Luo Benmo, to go out for dinner by himself tonight."

Luo Benmo's expression changed.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, she sniffed, and asked in a thick nasal voice, "How long will it take?"

Seeing her looking so bullied yet too afraid to utter a sound, Yang Pingsheng was both amused and exasperated. He patted her head and said, "I'll come find you after this is over."

Luo Benmo jumped onto the city wall, looking at him with reluctance, before finally leaping off. Wen Shihan also disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only his killing move - Yin Gui Xiao Zi.

The wind blew gently from the city wall. Yang Pingsheng looked at Li Chumo and said softly, "I didn't expect it to be you."

Li Chumo sniffed.

She endured countless hardships along the way, from the anger in the square to the path of refining her heart in the Taixu, and then to the fateful battle. Her purpose in coming here never changed.

Upon meeting Yang Pingsheng, he repaid his debt of gratitude.

She did have a lot of personal feelings involved, but who knows that what sustained her all the way was the fruit in that rainy night?

Yang Pingsheng stepped forward and said, "You must be tired from your journey."

No matter what happens, no matter what the wolf girl's fate is, at least the girl in front of us must have gone through a lot of hardships.

Those must have been hardships that Yang Pingsheng had never experienced.

Even though she had prepared beforehand, tears welled up in her eyes again when the moment actually arrived. She suddenly threw herself into Yang Pingsheng's arms, and her long-suppressed sobs shattered in the wind.

"Master, I really tried my best, I, I, I really..."

She cried like a child.

Yang Pingsheng patted her back and said, "It's okay, we can talk about it slowly."

The Seventh World.

That was truly a world where people's hearts were unpredictable.

The righteous path and the demonic path, back and forth, with ambitious people emerging one after another. The hypocrisy and worldly wisdom of the righteous path, and the cruelty of the demonic path, with the winner taking all, have pushed everything to the extreme.

Yang Pingsheng recalled many details of her seventh life, which she did not want to recall.

Their reluctance was even written all over their faces.

However, after hesitating for a moment, she finally said, "Yes, brother."

She kills without blinking an eye, and she won't listen to anyone else, except for Yang Pingsheng.

The girl who embarked on her cultivation journey with a book of her brother's sayings back then hasn't changed much to this day.

Now it was Luo Benmo's turn. Yang Pingsheng coughed lightly and said, "In the name of the leader of the villain's den, I order the deputy leader, Luo Benmo, to go out for dinner by himself tonight."

Luo Benmo's expression changed.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, she sniffed, and asked in a thick nasal voice, "How long will it take?"

Seeing her looking so bullied yet too afraid to utter a sound, Yang Pingsheng was both amused and exasperated. He patted her head and said, "I'll come find you after this is over."

Luo Benmo jumped onto the city wall, looking at him with reluctance, before finally leaping off. Wen Shihan also disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only his killing move - Yin Gui Xiao Zi.

The wind blew gently from the city wall. Yang Pingsheng looked at Li Chumo and said softly, "I didn't expect it to be you."

Li Chumo sniffed.

She endured countless hardships along the way, from the anger in the square to the path of refining her heart in the Taixu, and then to the fateful battle. Her purpose in coming here never changed.

Upon meeting Yang Pingsheng, he repaid his debt of gratitude.

She did have a lot of personal feelings involved, but who knows that what sustained her all the way was the fruit in that rainy night?

Yang Pingsheng stepped forward and said, "You must be tired from your journey."

No matter what happens, no matter what the wolf girl's fate is, at least the girl in front of us must have gone through a lot of hardships.

Those must have been hardships that Yang Pingsheng had never experienced.

Even though she had prepared beforehand, tears welled up in her eyes again when the moment actually arrived. She suddenly threw herself into Yang Pingsheng's arms, and her long-suppressed sobs shattered in the wind.

"Master, I really tried my best, I, I, I really..."

She cried like a child.

Yang Pingsheng patted her back and said, "It's okay, we can talk about it slowly."

The Seventh World.

That was truly a world where people's hearts were unpredictable.

The righteous path and the demonic path, back and forth, with ambitious people emerging one after another. The hypocrisy and worldly wisdom of the righteous path, and the cruelty of the demonic path, with the winner taking all, have pushed everything to the extreme.