The improved female villains regained their memories.

So the two of them sat by the window and began to eat and drink.

After three rounds of wine and meat, a dark cloud drifted across the sky, obscuring the moon. The sky became completely dark, and the stars could not be seen; only a deep, oppressive blackness remained.

Su Murong pursed her lips, knowing she couldn't enjoy it for long, so she cut to the chase: "You really don't like that child?"

Yang Pingsheng shook his head.

He and Xiaoyu had only known each other for half a year, so it was far from enough to say that he liked her.

Su Murong asked, "So you slept with her?"

I'm afraid of getting it wiped.

Suddenly, a sound came from the eaves above.

The door suddenly shook, as if blown by the wind, or as if something had hit it as it passed by.

Yang Pingsheng remained silent because he knew he was in the wrong.

"It's alright, doctor." Su Murong patted his shoulder. "If I see her later, I'll pay for you. Just think of it as visiting a brothel."

The sound disappeared, leaving only silence, as if Su Murong had rendered them speechless.

Those bright eyes shone vividly in the candlelight. Yang Pingsheng smiled helplessly, reached out and flicked her forehead.

Su Murong clutched his forehead: "Ouch!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine," Yang Pingsheng said. "At least right now, I don't feel that she's anything. The reason I almost had my Dao heart collapse was because her words reminded me of you all."

"I'm so sorry."

A silence.

Su Murong didn't speak, but looked out the window.

Outside the window, the clouds dispersed, revealing the moon.

A breeze blew by, extinguishing the candle, and the moonlight shone on Su Murong.

She suddenly fell silent, bathed in moonlight that cast a hazy glow.

"Xiao Rong, don't worry, I'll be careful..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Murong turned around and hugged him tightly.

A cool, elegant fragrance mingled with the scent of cinnamon lingered around her nose. Su Murong rested her chin on his shoulder, her voice unusually soft.

"I'm sorry."

"The thing I regret least in my life is meeting you."

So, there's no need to apologize.

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Taixu.

A green world.

The chaotic aura of the Great Void surged in waves, but the green world remained steadfast and unmoved, like a steadfast fortress.

A figure appeared and sat in front of the Fate Bureau.

"What a pity, it was just a little short?"

She said it was a pity, but she didn't really mean it. Instead, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, with a faint smile.

After all, they had been fighting for so long; if she won with such a small trick, she would be disappointed.

"Heh, so many rounds, either bribery or threats, but this time it's different. Although their strength has been reduced, they are still protecting each other closely. It really is a blessing in disguise."

The green-clad figure surveyed the fateboard again, nodding in satisfaction.

"That's good too. In the short term, I'm in the lead again."

"I wonder if you still remember what your teacher said: 'To hear something, remain silent; to expand, contract; to rise, lower; to take, give.' After so long of silence, it's time to take action."

The next moment, the entire green world trembled violently.

The next moment, the green figure took on a concrete form.

She was surrounded by an ethereal aura, her long green hair cascading down like a waterfall. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, her eyebrows like distant, verdant mountains, her eyes like shimmering autumn waters. Dressed in simple white robes, she was frugal yet exuded an air of authority, the swaying tassels adding to her noble and extraordinary presence.

"Wearing away and losing something each time."

"Now, finally..."

She stood up and slapped the Bureau of Fate with her palm. The entire green world seemed to resonate with her and erupted in cheers.

"It's done!"

The chaotic primordial energy, faced with the expanding green world, was like a deserter, utterly defeated.

A flawless physical body.

An incredibly powerful soul.

The traces of the Great Dao, the origin of the Heavenly Dao, the power of the Great Void.

Everything!

She instantly arrived in the green world, and the Taixu Qi flowed through her body, but she did not react at all.

"As expected, my guess was correct."

"In this way, only a few steps remain before we reach the top."

Green spread from her, roaring and devouring everything around her.

"The boring standoff is over."

"Next is time for adults; children cannot participate."

She looked at the pink world and chuckled softly.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he split it in two.

Chapter 501 Song Ming Offers Advice

Time slips away quietly.

The villains completely infiltrated royal life, and the two sides conspired to discuss the matter of attacking the Guardian Heaven Sect.

Yang Pingsheng knew nothing about politics or military affairs, so Song Panning arranged for him to cultivate.

The orc alliance army still besieged the capital, and local officials continued to send people into the capital, forcibly suppressing some of the chaos.

From the central government to local authorities, there's an atmosphere of impending storm.

Under the deep night sky, the tranquil Fairy Valley slumbers in the embrace of the moonlight. The hazy moonlight filters through the treetops, casting dappled patterns on the cobblestone path, creating a miniature world of interplay of light and shadow. A gentle mountain breeze carries the sounds of rustling pines and the babbling of a distant stream, echoing in the night air and adding a touch of life to the silent valley.

Yang Pingsheng slowed his pace only after running along the path into the jungle.

The air in the valley was fresh and slightly cool, as if it could cleanse one's soul. Looking up at the starry sky, a few shooting stars would occasionally streak across the night sky. The twinkling stars in the night sky were like countless guardian fireflies. Occasionally, a nocturnal animal would break the tranquility by crossing the forest, but peace would quickly return.

With the divine artifact possessing him, Yang Pingsheng unleashed his first reconnaissance-type immortal killing move.

In fact, ever since the advent of immortal artifacts, immortals have been able to create their own killing moves based on their spiritual roots and immortal artifacts. However, Yang Pingsheng's talent was limited, and the speed at which he created killing moves was too slow. Song Panning could not bear it any longer, so she asked Xu Anlu to find a few reconnaissance-type killing moves and gave them to him to learn how to use.

The killing move he was using at this moment was taught to him by Xu Anlu, and it was called: Sniffing the Breeze.

Because it's a universal killing move, Yang Pingsheng has to convert earth spiritual energy into ordinary spiritual energy before he can unleash it, which will undoubtedly slow him down considerably.

The chirping of insects and the croaking of frogs intertwine to create a natural symphony. In the mountain stream, the murmuring of the water is like the heartbeat of the valley, even clearer in the night. The clear water reflects the stars in the sky, as if the stream itself leads to the distant depths of the universe.

Under the illumination of the deadly attack, the valley at night was quiet and deep, refreshing and invigorating, but Yang Pingsheng could only detect one or two of the traps laid within.

He tried to move again, but was quickly struck by a burst of spiritual energy and fell to the ground.

Song Panning's voice rang out: "Too slow."

Everything around him shattered like a curtain. Yang Pingsheng sat on the ground, panting heavily. Song Panning looked at him with dissatisfaction, with Luo Benmo and Xu Anlu standing behind him.

It turned out they weren't in the valley, but in the countryside.

Wen Shihan appeared from the shadows, helped Yang Pingsheng up, and looked at Song Panning with displeasure: "Why did you use so much force?"

Song Panning looked coldly at Wen Shihan: "This is just an illusion array that I casually set up. If you can't even get out of this array, you'll be easily fooled to death when you get to the Guardian Heaven Sect."

Wen Shihan was unconvinced and retorted, "My brother has a deadly move that allows him to achieve his goals; illusions have no effect on him."

Song Panning sneered: "That's a killing move, not a formation. If his killing move is so powerful, how come he can't get out of my formation? The Guardian Heaven Sect has a deep foundation and a secluded location. It must have set up many formations along the way after standing for so long. If even I can't get out of it, how can he break through the Guardian Heaven Sect's formation?"

Wen Shihan still argued stubbornly: "I can walk, isn't that enough?"

Song Panning was speechless: "You should refine your cultivation back to True Immortal level first."

If she wasn't mistaken, Wen Shihan probably didn't have many traces of the Great Dao left.

The Great Dao Mark greatly enhances killing moves and has a significant effect in combat. Previously, Wen Shihan relied on her Celestial Immortal Realm to fight a group of True Immortals on equal terms, which was due to the Great Dao Mark she had condensed before becoming a True Immortal. However, unlike Xu Anlu, who could refine Great Dao Marks even if she wasn't a True Immortal, she was able to do so. This resulted in her Great Dao Marks becoming increasingly rare.

After so many battles, she doesn't have much left, no matter how much she had saved up before.

Wen Shihan wanted to say something, but Yang Pingsheng grabbed his arm and said, "You're right. I still need to hone my skills and can't hold the team back."

Song Panning's expression softened slightly. She stopped paying attention to Wen Shihan and looked at Yang Pingsheng, asking, "Are you alright?"

Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "No."

Song Panning nodded: "Putting everything else aside, the defensive capabilities of the immortal artifact are excellent, and the earth elemental energy is very pure, without any other elemental energy mixed in."

She then asked, "How much has the attack been weakened?"

Yang Pingsheng replied: "All of them?"

Song Panning was stunned for a moment before laughing, "A celestial artifact can block all spiritual energy attacks? Not bad, at least in this respect, you are stronger than us."

Nothing can be 100% defended.

Unless it's a superior versus a subordinate, such as a True Immortal versus a Celestial Immortal, their so-called 100% defense doesn't mean completely blocking the opponent's spiritual energy, but rather that they don't take the invading spiritual energy seriously at all.

Su Murong chuckled and smoothed things over: "Hey, isn't that fine? The doctor is only a terrestrial immortal after all. Who are you, Miss Song? A master of formations, someone who suppressed a bunch of old monsters in the battle of the capital. Even the origin of the Heavenly Dao is no match for you. Why make things difficult for a mere terrestrial immortal?"

Song Panning's slightly softened expression turned cold and hard again as she looked at Su Murong: "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."

Su Murong grinned and said, "Don't be so harsh on him. He's an immortal, after all, while I'm just a mortal. Why don't you train me too?"