The improved female villains regained their memories.

"The main body is..."

Shen Xunxing looked around at the avatars and finally said helplessly, "My true body is in the Ninth World."

"?"

"what?"

"Could it be that the six times I came into contact with Yang Pingsheng before, it wasn't an avatar, but his true form!?"

The green phantoms looked at each other in bewilderment.

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The Ninth World.

A certain school.

An ordinary-looking woman looked at the students below and said in a gentle tone:

"Today we're going to talk about the origin of life."

Chapter 549 What's the use of conscience?

In the afternoon, the sun slanted across Jiutian City, and wisps of smoke rose from the cobblestone streets, signaling the start of afternoon meal preparations. The air was filled with the faint aroma of rice and herbs, and occasionally, the scent of braised meat wafted from a small restaurant. At a teahouse on a street corner, several elderly men sat around a table, their teacups gently swirling, producing a crisp sound.

They were discussing the recent major events in Nine Heavens City, until one of the old men mentioned the visit of the Nine Immortals yesterday.

"A full nine immortals visited the city lord's mansion; the scale of that visit... wow..."

No matter how important the matter is, it cannot compare to even one ten-thousandth of the genius of the Nine Heavens City Lord's Mansion.

The chosen one, highly valued by the Heavenly Guardian Sect, surpassed those of smaller sects from birth, and even immortals had to show her respect.

A warm breeze blew across the street corner, until it reached the backyard of the city lord's mansion, as they had described it.

"Give."

Ling Tiandu took the elixir that Xiao Qian handed her and swallowed it whole.

As the rising spiritual energy absorbed the medicinal power, she stood in the middle of the training ground, and a huge array was immediately completed.

"Young Miss, you succeeded! You really are a genius!" Xiaoxi cheered excitedly from the side.

.......genius?

These words were like a rope, tightly binding her heart. She waved her hand to dispel the formation and simply responded to Xiaoqian with a smile.

Only she herself knew the meaning of genius.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a head pop out in the corridor. The person, realizing they had been discovered, nervously walked out, holding a book in their hand.

It's her younger sister, Ling Tianxin.

"Sister..." she greeted shyly.

"........"

As Ling Tiandu looked at her younger sister, memories flooded her mind, and she felt as if she were seeing herself in her.

It wasn't in the corridor, but in the room, where she and Ling Tianxin overlapped, holding books and standing there awkwardly.

Despite changes in her circumstances, her situation, and the twists of fate, the two remained remarkably alike.

"Why did you come out? You're not feeling well, you shouldn't wander around unnecessarily."

"Um......"

Ling Tianxin was a little nervous, seemingly out of fear of the oppressive feeling brought by Ling Tiandu, and even her voice was weak.

"Is there a problem?"

"Sister, I want to ask you about cultivation..."

"......"

Ling Tiandu's gaze fell on her.

His frail body looked as if a gust of wind would knock him over.

She never imagined that her own sister would show such an expression.

"it is good."

She took Ling Tianxin's hand and said, "It's windy here, let's go inside and talk."

As the sun began to set, Ling Tiandu, having answered all the questions, emerged from Ling Tianxin's room. It was almost dinnertime. She turned her head slightly, and Ling Tianxin, lying on the bed, gave her a warm smile.

Ling Tian asked jealously, "Aren't we going together?"

"No, no," Ling Tianxin said with a smile. "Someone will bring me food. Tomorrow is the day my sister goes to the Guardian Heaven Sect to hold a ceremony. Isn't Father going to celebrate for you tonight?"

Aren't you coming?

"Yes, yes, I'm just glad you're having fun, sister," Ling Tianxin said with a smile.

Ling Tiandu nodded and closed the door.

She felt her heart sink into darkness.

Lying in bed, Ling Tianxin's expression darkened as she watched Ling Tiandu leave, a shadow falling across her face as she looked on with an unreadable expression: "Genius..."

She looked up at the window, watching the sky outside gradually darken, her voice flat and even: "It's so nice..."

Dust of light and shadow hides in the corners, and the threads of fate tremble slightly, slowly changing in unseen places.

Night deepened, and the moon peeked out.

Exhausted after finishing all her social obligations, Ling Tiandu returned to the boy's house once again.

The boy sat in a chair, candles were on the table, and the prepared food was laid out, waiting for her.

She appeared in an instant, and the boy, as if it were a habit, handed her a rice bowl.

"Can you still eat?"

"Ah."

"Aren't you an immortal? How can you still eat so much?"

"I like."

The boy smiled, seemingly unconcerned; this was how they had always communicated for years. He ladled a bowl of rice and placed it in front of Ling Tiandu: "Are you going to the Guardian Heaven Sect tomorrow?"

"Mmm." Ling Tiandu hummed in response, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, took a bite of food, and began to shovel large mouthfuls of rice into her mouth.

"Eat slowly. We're going to the Guardian Heaven Sect tomorrow. Have you packed everything?"

He knew she was careless and didn't care much about many things.

"Master gave me storage artifacts, and I threw them all in." Ling Tiandu said, his cheeks puffed out, his words muffled. "Do you still have any of your mother's sesame cakes? Give me a few more."

"I've given you that much already; any more will spoil."

"It has magical artifacts, so it can't be broken."

Yi Changcun smiled and agreed. He liked Ling Tiandu's appearance very much. Although she was a genius and an immortal, she cherished everything about mortals. Her tone of voice was also down-to-earth, without any of the arrogance of other immortals.

"Aren't you going to eat something?" Ling Tiandu asked, looking up at Yi Changcun who was staring at her.

"No, no, I'm full just watching you eat."

Wasn't this guy just back from a dinner party? How can he still eat so much?

Yi Changcun was somewhat puzzled. Did the rich not have anything to fill their stomachs at their dinner parties?

"It's not that I don't have it, it's just that I'm not used to it." As if seeing through Yi Changcun's doubts, Ling Tiandu explained.

Before reincarnation, she was not a genius and had never entered the Earth Immortal Realm. She ate mortal food. Now that reincarnation has begun, she has become a genius and all her food consists of highly nourishing ingredients that immortals eat.

She just couldn't get used to the food.

The memories from her previous reincarnations are etched into her bones, and she still remembers them even after six lifetimes.

Tonight, there are no clouds, and the moon freely displays its beauty. Soft moonlight spreads down, casting dappled shadows on the rooftops.

Ling Tiandu and Yi Changcun sat there, looking at the alley as if they were looking at a huge maze of life.

"May it endure forever," Ling Tiandu suddenly said. "Do you think I made a mistake?"

Even though Yi Changcun was already familiar with Ling Tiandu's personality, he still didn't understand the meaning behind that seemingly random sentence.

He tilted his head and asked, "What did you do?"

“Something that was not mine, I now possess.”

"Ah..." Yi Changcun didn't understand. Was there anything in this world that Ling Tiandu couldn't have? He asked, "Is that what you want?"

“Yes, I really want it.” Ling Tiandu clenched her fist, then relaxed it. “But when I actually had it, I found it wasn’t all that great.”

The moonlight shone on her face, but she remained expressionless.

The man in black robes gave her the destiny of a protagonist in the main world and bestowed upon her talents that others envied. All the things she once longed for, she now possessed.

However, she was not at peace.

She didn't follow the black-robed man's advice to return her talent to the villains, nor did she dare to face Ling Tianxin. Everyone called her a genius, but only she knew how she came to be a genius.

Tomorrow is the day she will go to the Guardian Sect to inherit the protagonist's identity again. She has experienced each of the previous six times before, so there is nothing to care about.

The only thing she cares about is the birth of female villains. It's probably because the talents she inherits are all from those female villains, so Ling Tiandu will sense the birth of villains in other worlds. Logically speaking, she should return the talents before these female villains are born.

But she didn't do that.

Six cycles of reincarnation, and not once did it.

The protagonist's destiny and the struggle against the villains confused her; she didn't know what she truly was now.

Who is she?

Is it that good-for-nothing Ling Tiandu, or the protagonist Ling Tiandu, who is about to take on the responsibility of protecting the Heavenly Dao and is known as the Child of Destiny?

She really couldn't tell the difference.

"Xiaoling, does this belong to someone else?" Yi Changcun suddenly asked.

"That's it."