The improved female villains regained their memories.

Singing to the heavens, the song is the aspiration in one's heart.

The fact that the two can act together further proves that they are of similar character.

One is a cultivator with a ruined spiritual root, spiritual sea, and spiritual veins; the other is a cultivator with an exceptionally powerful soul that causes his body to occasionally lose control. Both of them have lofty ambitions and are so compatible. This is truly rare throughout history.

That's why the woman in green said, "We are all the same."

call out!

That's why the arrow pierced the air and was aimed at Yang Pingsheng's heart.

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The woman in green stood up and began to wield her sword again, while Yang Pingsheng joined in by playing the zither.

The gentle voice suddenly turned murderous as the woman in green spoke: "If one day, our goals diverge..."

Yang Pingsheng said, "Those with different ambitions and different paths cannot work together."

The woman in green laughed loudly: "Indeed!"

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Yang Pingsheng fell to the ground.

The arrow that pierced the chest was blocked by a pink talisman.

The pink talisman slowly burned, and the arrow fell to the ground, seemingly making a sound.

Chapter 521 The Power of Destiny

The power of fate is difficult to defy.

Even with unwavering courage and unfathomable wisdom, fate may still cause you to fail at the last moment.

When Yang Pingsheng regained consciousness, he found himself back in the Mangrove Forest Gang. He was lying on a bed and could occasionally hear the others arguing.

He coughed lightly, and the arguing outside stopped. Someone pushed open the door and walked in aggressively.

The pink-haired girl, hands on her hips, glared at him and said, "Is playing the hero fun?"

She was genuinely angry.

The arrow shot at Yang Pingsheng was a special magical artifact, and at that time Yang Pingsheng was using his own magical artifact to seal Yan Yong and others, so he was completely unprepared.

The arrow was fast and accurate. If Jiang Mochang hadn't set up a defensive talisman on him beforehand, this last attempt would have ended abruptly.

Yang Pingsheng smiled and, propping himself up halfway, comforted her: "It's okay, you know me. After doing it so many times, there are many things I won't do if I'm not sure. Did you like the green rice dumplings and zongzi this morning?"

Jiang Mochang pursed his lips, his expression turning even more unpleasant.

He started over, yes, he's amazing, but what does that have to do with Jiang Mochang? He's started over so many times, yet Jiang Mochang hasn't retained any of her previous memories. If it weren't for Yang Pingsheng's prophetic actions time and time again, she wouldn't believe in this bullshit reincarnation nonsense. Ultimately, her knowledge of Yang Pingsheng began in the village a few years ago; that's all she remembers about him. Whether Yang Pingsheng has other memories is his business, and besides, those are with other Jiang Mochangs, not with the current one.

Yang Pingsheng felt a chill run down his spine. Based on his understanding of Jiang Mochang, he knew this was a sign that the other man was about to lose his temper.

But when he looked into those eyes that couldn't stop worrying, he smiled again and reached out to tap her forehead a few times.

From this point on, there is nothing else in this world.

A pink figure burned, and there was only one of them.

Jiang Mochang covered his forehead, glaring at Yang Pingsheng: "Yang Pingsheng, I'm really angry!"

Yang Pingsheng smiled nonchalantly.

Outside the door, Liu Yin, Murong Xu, and Sikong Xuan walked in. They didn't want to come in, thinking that it would be better to let Miss Jiang talk, but she couldn't get to the point in her few words. So, the three of them had no choice but to come in.

Murong Xu smacked her lips: "We didn't want to bother you either, but the situation is rather tricky."

He looked at Yang Pingsheng and said, "I won't ask you how you got in touch with those people. You were beaten down by them, but Miss Jiang sensed something and pulled us to rescue you. Otherwise, you would have really been dead there."

He glanced at Liu Yin, coughed lightly, and said, "That man is an old acquaintance of the gang leader. May I ask how much you know about him?"

Liu Yin nodded: "Yes, that man is extremely dangerous. If possible, I would like to talk to you a little more."

Yang Pingsheng looked at Jiang Mochang, then at the three people who had entered, and suddenly said, "Thank you all for your trust in me."

He forced himself to stand up, bowed to the three of them, and thanked them, saying, "Also, I'm sorry to have worried you all."

Sikong Xuan didn't speak; this man wasn't good at expressing his emotions.

Liu Yin waved her hand: "Don't say that. You're also part of the Mangrove Forest Gang, you're one of us too."

Murong Xu squinted: "That's why I hate sentimentality. Can you stop making the atmosphere like this?"

His eyes darted around, and he muttered under his breath, "Or I could go get some wine..."

Liu Yin smiled at him and said, "He can't drink right now."

"...I know, you're just kidding."

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Yang Pingsheng talked with them for a long time before they finally understood the current situation.

Sikong Xuan was the first to leave, rushing off to find Su Fengqing.

Liu Yin and Murong Xu also took their leave. They needed to discuss the follow-up plans and make arrangements, which also left some space for Jiang Mochang and Yang Pingsheng.

The gale swept through the mangroves like a wild beast, bringing with it deafening roars. Jiang Mochang sat by the window, his hand on his chin, ignoring Yang Pingsheng.

Yang Pingsheng struggled to walk over, and she felt sorry for him, so she got up and helped him up.

Enraged, she asked, "Didn't you say you'd do it all over again? How come you almost killed yourself this time?"

Yang Pingsheng laughed again: "Isn't he still alive?"

Jiang Mochang paused, then narrowed his eyes and asked, "Have you experienced this before? Are you so sure I'll save you?!"

Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

Jiang Mo pinched his flesh angrily: "I'm asking you a question!"

Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

Jiang Mo often said, "If that's the case, then you should just die. Hurry up and die, you bastard. Do you really think I care that much about whether you live or die?"

Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

After venting her frustrations, the pink-clad girl gradually calmed down. She snorted and released Yang Pingsheng.

"Stand still, stop pretending." She was furious. "Do you really think I'd treat you like this no matter how many times we did it all over again?"

Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "I didn't think that way."

"What do you mean there isn't? There clearly is!" Jiang Mochang almost shouted in anger. "I'm asking you, why did you go to see that person? From your conversation, Liu Yin seemed to know him. He's leading people to surround the Mangrove Forest now, isn't that the one you mentioned, the biggest enemy of the Mangrove Forest Gang?"

Yang Pingsheng hummed in agreement.

Jiang Mochang sneered: "If that's the case, why didn't you tell me earlier? I would have just gone and killed him tonight."

Solving it directly with talismans is very Jiang Mo Chang's style.

Seeing Yang Pingsheng's lips curl into an uncontrollable smile, Jiang Mochang became enraged again and slapped him, saying, "What are you laughing at?"

Yang Pingsheng's smile vanished: "You can't beat him."

Jiang Mochang gave him a "Who do you think I am?" look: "If I wasn't in such a hurry to save you, I could have taken him down today."

Yang Pingsheng said, "The scales of fate have tipped, and Yan Yong is now favored by fate. Not to mention killing him, even if I were to injure him like I am today, I would pay a huge price."

Jiang Mochang retorted, "It was your own carelessness that led to your being ambushed."

Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "Fate has nothing to do with carelessness. Fate is fate. Whether you are a reckless fool or a thoughtful sage, as long as you are favored by fate, you will reach your peak."

Grade 10 Magical Artifact - Fate Bureau.

This is the only tenth-grade magic weapon in history, representing the pinnacle of mortal craftsmanship. Any ninth-grade magic weapon below it pales in comparison.

Jiang Mochang gave an "oh" sound. She didn't understand the concept of fate, but she could still understand what Yang Pingsheng meant. In short, Yan Yong was someone who couldn't be hit or hurt.

Frustrated, she said, "Then what should we do?"

Yang Pingsheng took the initiative to pull her to sit down.

But Jiang Mochang pushed him away: "Don't touch me, just tell me."

Yang Pingsheng said, "What fate can control is the rise and fall of all those with qi in this world. As long as there is qi, fate will parasitize you. It can give you a strong qi or weaken your qi. Unlike the principle of the Way of Heaven that everything must decline when it reaches its peak, fate is unreasonable."

"People in the past tried to study the laws of fate, but they found that the laws of fate they summarized could not be applied to everyone. This is because destiny is in life. Fate can control destiny, but it cannot control life."

"It can influence life through destiny, but it cannot directly give life death. Once you understand this, you will know how to defeat such an enemy."

Fate is not invincible.

Moreover, fate is a double-edged sword; those who rise because of fate will also inevitably fall because of fate.

Yang Pingsheng grasped Jiang Mochang's hand: "I'll think of a way."

Jiang Mochang snorted, but his eyes softened noticeably as he muttered, "You always have so many ideas."

Qi Feng, standing on a tree outside the window, breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene.

Once Jiang Mochang behaves this way, then the matter is considered closed.

Having reincarnated many times, it has come to know Jiang Mochang's temperament very well.

Yang Pingsheng lay back down on the bed, and Jiang Mochang asked, "Since you're talking about some kind of fate... basically that person can't be hit, why did you still go and hit him?"

Yang Pingsheng looked at her face without saying a word.

He thought to himself, 'Do you know? I cherish every day I spend with you, no matter how many times we reincarnate, no matter how familiar I am with our experiences, I will always cherish it. I love seeing your smiling face, feeling your joyful emotions, and your stubborn yet deeply moved expression. You like sweets, and I love making them for you. But those zongzi and qingtuan, no matter how many times you've eaten them in my memory, for you, they've only happened once. Yan Yong's surprise attack turned you back into a [weapon]. I don't want to see that version of you. Just like you said, the real Jiang Mochang does what he wants, not becomes a heartless machine.'

He thought a lot in his mind, but in reality, he didn't say a word.

He simply asked again, "Were the zongzi and qingtuan delicious this morning?"

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Three days after the Family Reunion Festival, Yan Yong led his men to surround the mangrove forest.

Fortunately, Liu Yin and his group had been on guard early on, and all defensive measures were in place. The two sides faced each other at the entrance to their respective territories.

The six strongest members of the Mangrove Forest Gang stood at the front. Yang Pingsheng looked over from afar and saw that Yan Yong's group numbered about a hundred. Their spiritual energy soared into the sky, and the sounds of battle echoed. His gang flag was raised high, with a menacing eagle printed on its black color. The people leading the group were undoubtedly experts in body tempering and purification.

This time, the number of people in the cycle was greater than in any previous one. Yang Pingsheng frowned, as if he could see that green figure again.