The improved female villains regained their memories.

I shall drink deeply of the world to quench the thirst of my life.

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crunch--

As soon as she stepped into the house, the warmth enveloped her stiff body, sweeping away the frost and snow. She took the hot tea that Yang Pingsheng handed her and drank a whole cup before she felt much better.

“Your spiritual energy is pitifully low, not even enough to protect you. I’ll go find my master from now on,” Yang Pingsheng said, frowning.

"It's alright, we're leaving soon anyway. This is the last time I want to see my master," Ye Bu thought to himself. "I can't keep letting you run around."

“In that case, I’ll go with you from now on. Anyway, I have plenty of spiritual energy, so I can help you protect Shuangxue,” Yang Pingsheng said.

That would be the best outcome, Ye Buxin suppressed the corners of her mouth that were about to turn up and deliberately frowned, saying, "Time is of the essence, one person can go alone, how can we delay another person's cultivation? Besides, do you think I can't do without you?"

"Hehe, don't forget, without you and your people, who took care of you for so long in Yunmeng Mountain?"

"Heh, do I need you to take care of me?"

"hehe."

"hehe."

The two childish fools chuckled at each other a few times and then dropped the matter. But without a doubt, Ye Buxin tacitly accepted the fact that Yang Pingsheng would go with him to see his master in the future.

They were already used to this way of getting along, and even if they mocked each other verbally, their bodies would automatically cooperate.

"I won't be able to see Master for many more days," Ye Bu thought to himself. "Master has already agreed that we can leave the mountain after the beginning of spring."

“This time it’s more like we’re being kicked out,” Yang Pingsheng said.

"Heh, they probably anticipated that if we dragged this out any longer, we would have to break the formation ourselves and escape," Ye Bu thought to himself.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Ye Buxin handed the teacup to Yang Pingsheng, who skillfully took it and placed it aside. He then handed her the spirit scroll next to him. Ye Buxin unfolded the scroll, revealing a map of the world.

Yang Pingsheng sat down next to her with practiced ease: "Have your spies outside given you messages again?"

“That’s right.” Ye Buxin nodded: “Wang Ben’s cultivation army did not retreat. After capturing Yan Wang Xi, they went straight to the capital of Qi. Qi was not alert at all. Disaster is not far away.”

"So, does that mean the State of Qi is also going to be destroyed?" Yang Pingsheng asked.

“I think so.” Ye Buxin breathed a sigh of relief. “Qi won’t last long. Qin will unify the world this year.”

The chaos has ended, and peace has returned. It sounds wonderful.

Looking back, since the Heavenly Guardian Sect agreed not to interfere in human affairs, the struggle for supremacy among the seven kingdoms has lasted for more than two hundred years. Various forces have placed their bets, and now all have fallen to the Qin Kingdom. It is truly a pity.

Ye Buxin stared at the map in deep thought. The Ghost Valley Sect of Yunmeng Mountain had never been silent. They had continued to place bets for so long, and the disciples had changed generation after generation. Now, in this last generation, only she and Yang Pingsheng remained.

She had wanted to leave the mountain for a long time, but her master had been delaying and had kept her and Yang Pingsheng from leaving until now, when he finally allowed them to go down the mountain.

This made Ye Buxin suspicious. Did his master agree so quickly because he wanted to make a new move in this new situation?

Is this seemingly imminent unification truly possible?

She stared at the map, lost in thought, her hand unconsciously clutching something.

Yang Pingsheng didn't disturb them and waited patiently.

The map sparkles with light, depicting the landscape in its entirety.

Since the path of cultivation became chaotic, various schools have offered different suggestions on the future path and cultivation path of the human race, with the three major families being the most mainstream.

Taoism advocates naturalness and non-action, and harmony with Heaven. It intends to cooperate with the Way of Heaven because whether it is cultivation or the future direction of humanity, it is inevitable to interact with the Way of Heaven.

Confucianism advocates the development of humanity and the cultivation of benevolence and righteousness. It intends to develop the way of humanity itself, first cultivating benevolence and righteousness through existing methods of cultivation, and then paving the way for benevolent rule. Other matters will be discussed later.

Legalism advocates for a clear path of cultivation and the determination of one's spiritual realm. In the development of humankind, it emphasizes punishment and reward, allowing Heaven to do as it pleases. The principle is that we should live our own lives, and that Heaven doesn't need to interfere with humankind's mistakes; humankind can manage itself.

Although the three major schools are generally like this, after years of infighting, they have become compatible with each other. Some have developed their own schools, while others have adopted and incorporated other schools, attempting to restore the original cultivation path.

With the Qin state unifying the world, the two core issues of cultivation paths and future development were inevitably unavoidable.

Ye Buxin suddenly thought of what she and Yang Pingsheng had been researching, perhaps...

A light shone in her eyes.

“Actually, Master gave us some advice today,” Ye Buxin said.

"What suggestion?" Yang Pingsheng asked.

"Master suggested that we go and seek refuge with our eldest brother," Ye Bu thought to himself.

"Senior Brother Fusu?"

"Yes."

The disciples of the Guigu School are replaced one generation after another.

By the time it came to Yang Pingsheng's generation, they had only taken on five disciples in total.

The first three left the mountain long after learning the skills. The senior brother Ye Buxin mentioned was none other than Prince Ying Fusu of Qin, who had already left the mountain.

"Master told me that my second and third senior brothers have all joined the ranks of my eldest brother." Ye Bu thought to himself, "Since the Chu Kingdom has been destroyed, we can only seek refuge in the Qin Kingdom. My eldest brother's place is a good option."

Fusu, huh...?

Actually, Ye Buxin hesitated at this point.

She wasn't familiar with Fusu. When she first arrived, she would only come out to meet everyone during lectures; otherwise, she would stay in her room studying.

At that time, Yang Pingsheng and Fusu were close, and she had a conflict with Yang Pingsheng, so she even ignored Fusu.

By the time Yang Pingsheng became a close friend, his senior brother had already descended the mountain.

So she asked, "What kind of person was Fusu in your life?"

Yang Pingsheng remained silent for a long while before answering:

"He is not suitable for the Qin state."

Chapter 592 A Gentleman Wears a Sword, I Wear a Knife

Ye Buxin used a slight amount of spiritual energy to draw out the three major schools, while Yang Pingsheng placed his hand on the Confucian school.

His statement that Fusu was not suitable for the Qin state is reasonable.

Fusu himself admired Confucianism, and his path of self-cultivation emphasized cultivating the mind first, then practicing physical cultivation, and only after completing physical cultivation could he govern the world.

But the Qin state was different. Starting with Shang Yang's reforms, the Qin state unified its practices and adopted Legalism in everything from governing the country and the military to self-cultivation.

As the son of that monarch, Fusu admired Confucianism; whether this was a blessing or a curse remained to be seen.

After pondering for a long time, Ye Buxin said to Yang Pingsheng, "Now that we've packed our things, let's say goodbye to our master when the time comes, and then we'll be leaving."

Yang Pingsheng asked, "Are you sure?"

Ye Buxin put away the map: "I need to think about it."

She has never been an honest person; even if her master gives her advice, she doesn't necessarily have to follow it.

Night fell, the silver moon hung high, and the pavilion was filled with wine and dishes. The two sat facing each other as before.

Seeing Yang Pingsheng eating and drinking without a care, Ye Bu thought for a moment and then asked, "Pingsheng, is there anywhere you absolutely have to go?"

Yang Pingsheng answered decisively: "I have no relatives to begin with. Now that the Chu Kingdom is gone and the Linlang Sect is gone, I have no particular place to go."

Ye Bu thought to himself, "Just as I expected."

She and Yang Pingsheng were the same; they had no attachments. Although they were both from the State of Chu, they never placed much importance on the concept of family and country.

Without Yang Pingsheng, Ye Buxin would have been more decisive, but with him, she had to think things through a bit more.

She had to consider whether joining Fusu was a good choice for them, whether Fusu was worth their assistance, and most importantly, what the relationship between Yang Pingsheng and Fusu was like, and whether they were too sentimental to let go when it was time to do so.

She received a letter from outside tonight regarding an investigation into Fusu: he is a capable man who played a significant role in the Qin King's unification of the world. He is close to the Meng family, enjoys prestige in the court and the army, and has a huge influence among the people. He has even spoken with envoys from the Protectorate Sect. If nothing unexpected happens, he is very likely to take over the Qin King's power.

"He's a very capable person," Ye Bu thought to himself, then suddenly chuckled self-deprecatingly. "Yes, who among those who left the Ghost Valley School is an ordinary person?"

She also investigated her second senior brother and third senior sister. Her second senior brother, Li Zhujun, was related to the Li family, but his relationship with Li Si was unclear. Her third senior sister, Zhou Jinyu, disliked cultivation and studied Guanzi's teachings. Behind the scenes, she was raising funds, pills, magic tools, cultivation resources, and so on for Fusu.

Ye Buxin was not familiar with Fusu, but she was very familiar with Li Zhujun and Zhou Jinyu. In her opinion, although the two were capable, that was all.

Did their joining Fusu be on their master's orders, or...?

Ye Buxin was lost in thought when she looked up and saw that the plate of food was empty, while Yang Pingsheng had his cheeks puffed out.

She couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You heartless bastard, how come you don't eat yourself to death?"

Yang Pingsheng: "?"

He put down his chopsticks, swallowed the food in his mouth, and said, "Since you're already thinking about it, I won't use my brain."

"What will you do if I'm not here?"

"We'll see when the time comes." Yang Pingsheng waved his hand. "Life is short, enjoy it while you can."

Ye Buxin knew that this guy was talking nonsense.

He said that, but his desires, ambitions and pride were no less than hers. They were the same kind of people, otherwise how could they have become confidants?

Ye Buxin shook her head helplessly and asked, "Your constitution hasn't flared up again, has it?"

"Yes, I must say, your results are quite good." Yang Pingsheng nodded. "If you hadn't asked, I would have forgotten about my problem with my naturally immortal body."

"Just keep it under control. Come once a month from now on, and we'll leave immediately. Don't forget that," Ye Buxin added.

Yang Pingsheng nodded, this time without being distracted.

Ye Buxin looked at the empty plate and put down her chopsticks.

"Let's go."

"Where?"

"old place."

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cliff.

The silver moon, like water, was slashed by the shadow of a sword.

Once again, there was the sound of zither and the dance of swords, and once again, there was killing intent in the sky. Ye Buxin's figure was graceful, noble and inviolable. Her long hair flew with the sword dance. Under the moonlight, her face was even more beautiful and otherworldly. Her brows revealed an ethereal air that was not of this world, which made people respect her.