The improved female villains regained their memories.

A light shone in the Fate Bureau, and Zhi Qiandao came back to his senses, muttering to himself, "Just like before, the villains' talents have all disappeared."

The final clash between human will and divine will resulted in the creation of ten villains.

One was born in the main world, Ye Buxin took one spot, and the remaining eight were filled by Jiang Mochang, who broke through the shackles and came to Taixu. Therefore, the eighth spot became Jiang Mochang's incarnation.

An incarnation is not a life form created by nature, but rather a derivative of life, therefore it does not possess natural talent.

“I discovered this from the first cycle: the protagonist of the main world possesses the talents of the eight villains, while the villains of the main world have nothing.”

This situation is extremely wrong.

The will of the person who resides in the [Heavenly Dao] is controlled by the White World. Now that the White World has been defeated by Jiang Mochang, it can only preserve its original essence. It has no extra energy to help the protagonist and the others.

But the weird thing is, none of the villains this time have any talent, while the protagonist born in the main world is like he's cheating.

Zhi Qiandao understood why Jiang Mochang and Ye Buxin lacked talent, but he couldn't understand the situation of the others.

"Has someone chosen the protagonist of the main world? Is it Ping Sheng?"

Zhi Qiandao pondered, but then felt something was amiss.

"He was forced into the Eighth World by his original body, and the person he ultimately chose was Jiang Mochang."

"Jiang Mochang is a villain, which means that Yang Pingsheng is betting on all villains."

"That's all he can bet on. The protagonist bets on the Heavenly Guardian Sect, while the main body controls the Fate Bureau and bets on heroes from various worlds with extraordinary destinies."

"Could it really be that the Heavenly Guardian Sect pulled some strings? They were pushed to that point by Jiang Mochang, yet they still had the mind to care about those below them?"

"Wait, something's not right!"

Suddenly, the light of fate shone brightly, and Zhi Qiandao suddenly had a whim to follow the fate of the main character in the main world.

As she stroked it, her expression turned grim.

"What is this thing? Her destiny wasn't like this in the first five reincarnations. How did her destiny change like this?!"

"Isn't the main character named Ling Tianxin? Who is Ling Tiandu?"

"The protagonist and the antagonist of the main world have swapped fates, and I didn't even know it!"

Zhi Qiandao suddenly stood up.

The power of the Bureau of Destiny lies in the fact that it can not only observe the fate of all people, but also invoke their fate.

As the saying goes: When fortune smiles, heaven and earth lend their strength; when luck turns, even heroes are powerless.

It is called a tenth-grade magic weapon because no matter whether the target is a hero, a king, or a general, as long as the user controls it properly, it can change the target's fate.

The torrent of fate only flows towards one person; some are lucky, while others are unlucky.

Since no one is unlucky, the lucky person has no way to highlight their luck.

This is the power of the Destiny Bureau for a tenth-grade magical artifact.

"Someone has tampered with the Fate System, not only changing the fates of the main world's protagonist and antagonist, but also showing me false fate information in the first five reincarnations. Damn it, when did this happen!"

Zhi Qiandao felt a chill.

She had considered every possible scenario, but she never expected that the problem lay with the Fate Bureau.

"Of all those who have encountered the Fate Bureau, only Ming Kunli, myself, and my original body have. My original body is impossible; Ming Kunli died at Jiang Mochang's hands before reincarnation, and as for me..."

Zhi Qiandao's expression was inscrutable.

“I have never left this place. In six cycles, I have fully observed destiny each time.”

"In order to eliminate Yang Pingsheng's hiding place, I will not let those villains go unpunished either."

“I observed the protagonist and the villain in the main world every round. From that point on, the information I observed was false.”

"Damn it, who is it? Who else is lurking in the shadows?!"

The green world suddenly began to fluctuate.

At the center of the pink world, Jiang Mo was often drawn to the fluctuations and used his divine sense to observe the past.

"What's wrong with that woman? She's already so easily swayed?"

She pursed her lips, ignoring the rioting green, and instead focused on the battle with the white figure.

"Using the power of time to cleanse the essence and then letting the avatar return to the Eighth World for tempering is indeed a very good method."

"Although progress is slow, I will eventually conquer the white world."

The White World was more troublesome than Jiang Mochang had imagined. The previous smooth progress was because the big shots on the other side were all asleep. Now that they were awakening one by one, Jiang Mochang's progress was extremely difficult.

"We've gathered enough intelligence. Starting next time, we'll search for Yang Pingsheng's secluded place and find a way to help him regain his memory."

"Of the timelines we observed, only two are in our favor."

"It is very difficult to reach that future. First, Ye Buxin can also travel back in time. Second, there are too many variables. Even Yang Pingsheng himself, who has lost his memory, may make mistakes."

"And the most troublesome thing is that those female villains are all a bit weak."

Jiang Mo was still wondering how strong the female villains in other worlds could be, but after six reincarnations, he realized they were nothing special.

"Ye Buxin is also a problem. She also occupies a villain's spot, and if I tell Yang Pingsheng the truth, fate and human will will actually attack me at the same time."

Jiang Mo often gritted her teeth; the enemies were more numerous than she had imagined.

"Let's observe more this time. If there's no crisis, then let time move forward a bit longer."

She couldn't help but turn her gaze to those worlds and begin to observe, just as Yang Pingsheng had instructed her beforehand.

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Main world

Zhengdao Hall.

The hall was filled with celestial energy, and a magnificent radiance emanated from inside to outside. The pillars of the hall were engraved with totems of divine beasts and human ancestors, and gorgeous decorations were scattered throughout. In the hall, hundreds of celestial immortals and thousands of earth immortals had gathered together. The few at the front were ancient relics such as Jiu Ba Huang, each of whom possessed the strength of a true immortal, and almost all of them were present.

The Demon King, seated at the highest position, looked down at everything and, upon seeing Ling Tiandu dressed in white below, a rare smile appeared on his face.

Ling Tiandu remained calm; having experienced this several times, she naturally knew what to expect.

As before, she wore a simple and elegant white dress, her delicate face solemn as she walked step by step on the red carpet.

He walked to the center of the main hall, stood still, and kowtowed to the high-ranking demon king.

This bow signifies the official start of the protagonist's succession ceremony.

A flock of spirit doves took flight, and resounding celestial music echoed throughout the hall. The immortals craned their necks, eagerly awaiting the outcome.

The leader, Jiu Ba Huang, raised his hand and clapped his hands. In an instant, spiritual energy rippled outwards, and the auspicious clouds waiting outside the hall surged in. He shouted loudly, "May Heaven protect you, may humanity prosper, and may the protagonist's inheritance begin!"

"I, Ling Tiandu, the new Chosen One and the leader of the Twelve Guardians, swear before the Heavenly Dao and all the sages to protect the Heavenly Dao and ensure the eternal prosperity of our human race!"

After the oath-taking ceremony was completed, Ling Tiandu stepped forward, knelt down again, and extended his hands.

The celestial music stopped, and under the gaze of all the immortals, Ling Tiandu lowered his head and said, word by word, "The new Chosen One, Ling Tiandu, is ready. Please examine me, Demon King."

The Demon King looked at her and slowly raised his hand.

Without any inspection, the Demon King simply handed the key to Ling Tiandu.

"I have been watching your performance closely," the Demon King said. "From now on, you will shoulder the responsibility of saving all living beings. I entrust you with the system's permissions and the position of Sect Master of the Heavenly Guardian Sect. I hope you will not forget your original aspirations and keep your mission in mind."

"Your disciple will never forget!" Ling Tiandu said respectfully.

The atmosphere in the main hall immediately relaxed and became cheerful.

"Play celestial music and savor celestial tea!" Jiu Bahuang shouted, and immediately, the music resumed, and countless celestial pills, teas, and fruits were presented. The crowd began to chat and enjoy themselves immensely.

The most crucial part is over; what remains is simply for fellow cultivators to discuss and exchange ideas, and occasionally engage in friendly sparring.

The Demon King got up, feigning illness, and Ling Tiandu quickly stepped forward to accompany him as he left.

The two left the Zhengdao Hall and strolled among the auspicious clouds. The Demon King glanced at her and said, "Heaven is jealous. I left because I wanted you to show yourself more. After all, you will be the protagonist in the future. You should build good relationships with the divine beasts."

“Master is right.” Ling Tiandu said with his head down, “But Master is the most important to me. I am the protagonist, so Master must unite with the heavens. I want to accompany Master one last time.”

"What, you even deduced this?"

"Yes."

The Demon King chuckled and said, "I am nothing special. I am very proud to have been able to cultivate a disciple like you at the last moment."

For the Demon King, there was no disciple more perfect than this.

He was extremely talented, learning everything quickly and mastering even the ancient methods of deduction. At a young age, he had already reached the level of a celestial being.

It's truly a case of even the heavens being jealous.

"Looking back now, time really flies for us practitioners. You were just an infant back then, and now you've grown to this extent. Your master is very happy."

"Yes."

The master and apprentice walked and talked.

Ling Tiandu remained respectful throughout, revealing not a single flaw.

Little did the Demon King know that Ling Tiandu was completely incapable of divination.

Her so-called prophecies are all based on her actual experiences.

In the first round, she lacked the ability to deduce, which led to constant suspicion from the Demon King. She was even subjected to multiple tests during the protagonist's inheritance ceremony.

After repeating it many times, she got used to it all and naturally knew how to deal with it.

Anyway, after the protagonist's inheritance ceremony, it will be about time for the world to restart.

"Alright, that's enough for now. You should go back quickly. Remember what I said: listen to Jiu Ba Huang and Huang Rui, and ask them for advice. It will benefit you."

"Yes."

Watching the Demon King's departing figure, Ling Tiandu returned to the Righteous Path Hall.

Oh.......

What is there to ask? She's already learned everything she needs to learn, and the world will start anew.

It's nothing.

That's what Ling Tiandu was thinking.

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