The improved female villains regained their memories.

His name is Sikong Xuan, and it is because of him that this weak gang has been able to survive to this day.

He was rational, silent, and disliked talking. He preferred to live alone deep in the woods, accompanied by a huge stone lock.

Like all body cultivators, he possessed a unique arrogance, making it difficult for him to get close to people. He also had an enormous appetite, and Murong Xu often complained that this guy's appetite was comparable to that of ten adults.

Despite her complaints, Murong Xu would still prepare everything Sikong Xuan needed, and Sikong Xuan would always be at the forefront of battle as a way of repaying her kindness.

His appetite is comparable to that of ten adults, and his combat strength is comparable to that of several powerful individuals who have undergone body tempering and purification.

Jiang Mo often sparred with him, and if it weren't for his ability to create talismans from nothingness, she probably would have been defeated by him as well.

"This is a very capable person," Jiang Mo thought to himself.

But why would someone so capable come to a place like this?

Jiang Mo often heard Liu Yin say that although Sikong Xuan was powerful, he also had a vulnerable side.

He was once a powerful member of a certain family or gang, but he killed someone and fled, eventually ending up here.

That was a rather tragic past; everyone in the mangrove forest has such a past.

Jiang Mo often thought that Sikong Xuan might never love anyone in his life, and that he would probably remain like this for the rest of his life.

But no one expected that the peaceful life of this stone man would be disrupted by an unexpected event.

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That unexpected person was named Su Fengqing.

It was found by Sikong Xuan on the way when he went out hunting for training.

At that time, she was thin and small, wearing tattered clothes, and covered in dirt and injuries.

She said that rumors circulated that her village had a connection to the divine, so many gangs came to attack it, and her parents and the villagers all died. She barely escaped by risking her life.

Su Fengqing looked young and pitiful, and Liu Yin took pity on her, so he kept her.

She certainly fits the stereotype of being weak.

In this world where everyone can cultivate, Su Fengqing can absorb very little spiritual energy. While others can use spiritual energy to pick fruit or cut down a tree, she struggles to even absorb spiritual energy.

It's no exaggeration to say that she was no different from an ordinary person.

But Su Fengqing is cute, innocent, and good at acting cute, so everyone in the gang likes her very much.

Liu Yin wanted the child to have some ability to protect herself, so she asked Jiang Mochang to teach her.

Su Fengqing sweetly called out "Sister," and Jiang Mochang agreed immediately.

She couldn't create talismans out of thin air like Jiang Mochang, and her spiritual energy was pitifully scarce, so Jiang Mochang only taught her how to draw white talismans.

The materials for making white talismans are simple, and they don't require much spiritual energy, so Su Fengqing can also learn how to make them.

What she taught her most was the "Swift Travel Talisman," one of the most basic white talismans. When pasted on the feet, it allows one to travel a thousand miles a day.

Although Su Fengqing was not good at absorbing spiritual energy and had limited talent, she worked very hard and spent a lot of time to finally master this talisman.

On the day she mastered the skill, she ran over to Jiang Mochang with a big smile and demonstrated it to her.

"Look, sister, I can run really fast now, so everyone won't have to worry about me. If we encounter danger, I'll run away!"

Jiang Mochang didn't say anything. It was just a worthless white talisman, nothing to celebrate.

But though she didn't say it, she was just as happy as Su Fengqing.

Later, Liu Yin arranged for her to study with Sikong Xuan, hoping that she could learn some self-defense skills.

From then on, deep in the mangrove forest, every sunrise could reveal a figure practicing diligently.

Jiang Mochang felt a pang of pity; in this world, weakness was the original sin.

Fortunately, there are still people like Liu Yin, and the Hongshulin gang.

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Yang Pingsheng opened his eyes.

It was still dark outside, but the dampness of early morning was already blowing in.

He got up and opened the door.

The leaves of the mangroves are still so red, as if they are on fire.

Burning under the night sky, burning before dawn, burning in the deepest darkness.

Burning slowly, never ceasing.

He had seen this scene many times before.

But this time, it's the last time.

Yang Pingsheng thought that no matter what, this was his last time.

He stepped outside.

With his actions, the true story of the Eighth World begins.

Time: 1124th time.

The wind blows across the sky, leaves flutter down, scattering my thoughts and making dreams hard to recall.

Looking back, my feelings were tender and affectionate, but alas, the moon is waning again tonight.

Chapter 511 Arises from the Wind

"Ping Sheng, do you think you can hold your own against me with this one killer move?"

In my dream, the green figure grinned menacingly. She wore a light green dress, her skin was fair and radiant, and when she glanced at me, she could make me freeze in place.

A single glance can be deadly.

"Keep struggling if you think it gives you hope."

Since ancient times, the winner takes all.

A river separated the two, and the friendship of yesteryear was long gone.

The girl stepped barefoot into the river, and in an instant, blood was everywhere.

"No matter how many times you repeat it, no matter how long you try, everything you do is in vain."

"Repent in this endless prison of time, repent for your sins, and in the end, I will always be the victor."

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Yang Pingsheng woke up with a start.

Since he came into this world, he has always dreamed of scenes from the past.

He sat on the bed; it was still dark outside, and the air was thick with a chill.

I got up, pushed open the door, and went outside. The mangrove forest outside burned like fire in the dark night sky.

"The current timeframe is..."

He opened his palm, and fine spiritual energy veins flowed across it like rivers.

This world has existed 1,124 times, and this is the last time. Yang Pingsheng must sort through all the previous memories again.

He has to sort it out every day.

This was the last time. Ye Buxin cut off all his methods. Of course, she was also in trouble herself. She couldn't come to the Eighth World in person, but she tried her best to do a lot of things in this world.

She set a death point for Yang Pingsheng, and no matter how many times Yang Pingsheng started over, he could not cross that death point.

Therefore, he must complete the arrangements before the point of death arrives.

"There's never a direct way to get to the destination," Yang Pingsheng muttered to himself. "It's just that this road is really circuitous."

Hidden places are always winding like this.

He lifted his leg and walked outside.

He had just stepped out the door when someone came out of the room next to his.

The man was about the same height as Yang Pingsheng, with natural dark brown hair that swayed gently with his light steps, like ripples left by waves lapping against the beach. A fringe slipped down his forehead, obscuring one eye, but couldn't hide the sparkle in it. His eyebrows were thick and well-defined, like two meticulously crafted knives, pointing diagonally towards his temples, giving him a sharp yet gentle appearance.

It is Murong Xu.

Yang Pingsheng remembered him; among the more than a thousand Eighth Worlds, there were a few people who left a deep impression on him.

Murong Xu was one of them.

"Ping Sheng, you're up so early?"

"Yes, good morning." Yang Pingsheng replied with a smile, and asked, "Is the vice leader up so early preparing breakfast?"

"What else? This whole bunch of people, they need to eat and drink, they're like starving ghosts reincarnated, they all have to rely on me, don't they?" Murong Xu said cursingly, but when she looked at Yang Pingsheng, her expression softened: "Hey, Pingsheng, I didn't mean anything by you, it's just that I've been under a lot of pressure lately."

Yang Pingsheng nodded: "After all, the deputy leader has to handle many affairs, which is understandable."

"Ping Sheng, are you going to find Jiang Mochang to cultivate?"

"Ah."

"I have something I'd like to discuss with you. Would it be alright if I took a few minutes of your time?"

"It won't delay you."

The two walked to the base of a large tree, a cool breeze blowing through their hair, and a glimmer of light appeared on the distant horizon.

"What does the vice leader want to talk to me about?"

"To be honest, there have been rumors of a predestined connection to the immortals around here lately, haven't there? Many gangs have come, and there's been constant fighting. Several villages near the mangrove forest have suffered undeservedly, so..."

His face flushed red, and it took him a long time to say, "Isn't Jiang Mochang's talisman ability very powerful? I want you to help me ask her if there's any way to hide this place."

Yang Pingsheng looked into Murong Xu's eyes, but the latter's gaze was unfocused, and she dared not look directly at him, looking somewhat embarrassed.

If he remembered correctly, Liu Yin had mentioned this matter at the dinner table last night and expressed her concerns. At that time, she asked Jiang Mochang if there was any way to hide the gang, but Jiang Mochang bluntly retorted.

In this gang, everyone knows that Jiang Mochang has a fierce temper, and only Yang Pingsheng can get close to him, so it's not surprising that Yang Pingsheng came to find Murong Xu.

He smiled helplessly: "I understand, Vice Leader. Don't worry, Mo Chang didn't mean any disrespect to you. I'll give you a letter before noon."

"Who said it's for the gang leader? I'm doing this for the entire gang!" Murong Xu said, getting agitated. "Ping Sheng, you know me. I have no feelings for the gang leader."