The improved female villains regained their memories.

A clever application—rebuke.

boom!

Another burst of spiritual energy erupted, followed by a tearing sound as the cloth covering her face was ripped to shreds.

That hand grabbed her face directly, showing no mercy whatsoever, and pushed her to the ground.

She only heard the deep, steady male voice say again, "Where is the treasure?"

OK OK.

She trembled with anger and struck Yang Pingsheng in the abdomen with her free hand.

He tried to withstand the attack as usual, but he didn't expect that the palm strike would use some kind of ingenious technique, ignoring his spiritual energy protection and injuring his internal organs.

puff!

Yang Pingsheng couldn't hold back and spat blood onto the other person's face.

Both of them were stunned.

The sound of the wind rustling through the bamboo leaves stopped, and the moonlight shone down. The two looked at each other for a long time without saying a word.

Finally, Yang Pingsheng spoke first: "Where is the treasure?"

Ye Buxin took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and said, "I'll give you the treasure, just let me go."

"If you were me, and I were you, would you let me go?" Yang Pingsheng asked.

Ye Buxin remained silent.

She won't.

Another palm strike was aimed at his abdomen, but this time it was caught by Yang Pingsheng's free hand.

Yang Pingsheng used both hands, one to press his face and the other to press his hand, which meant that he still had some free time.

A vortex appeared in Ye Buxin's other palm, which she then struck directly at Yang Pingsheng's temple.

Yang Pingsheng tilted his head back to dodge the attack, then took advantage of the momentum to smash down.

Ye Buxin's eyes widened as the hand pressing on her face suddenly released its grip, revealing Yang Pingsheng's forehead.

Without hesitation, she immediately used a clever method.

boom!

The earth shook violently, startling countless birds into flight.

Yang Pingsheng let go and fell down beside her.

A large crater appeared around them, and under the bright silver moon, they lay together inside it.

"Why can this ingenious method be used on the face?" Yang Pingsheng asked.

"Do you usually ask others for advice like this?" Ye Buxin replied.

Blood obscured his eyes.

Looking at the blurry moonlight, Ye Buxin took a deep breath and said after a long while, "I admit defeat. I'll tell you about the treasure, and you can take my life if you want."

Yang Pingsheng remained silent.

“Your spiritual energy protection is different from ordinary people’s; it has its own unique features. Obviously, you have also improved it. I admit defeat to you,” Ye Buxin replied calmly. “Of course, if you are willing to spare my life, that’s fine too.”

Yang Pingsheng got up from the ground and dusted himself off.

"Fine, I'll let you off this time."

Ye Buxin struggled to sit up, looked at Yang Pingsheng and sneered: "I thought you would be driven mad by my appearance and take the opportunity to do something bad."

“You say that, but you’re circulating your qi in the tip of your tongue, your fingertips, and even in places I can’t see. You’re obviously preparing a clever way to use it.” Yang Pingsheng replied calmly, “I’m afraid many people have been killed by your schemes. I don’t want to be the next one.”

Ye Buxin was taken aback: "You can see it?"

Yang Pingsheng pointed to his eyes: "This is something I developed myself, called [Spiritual Sense]. It allows me to see more clearly and thoroughly than others."

Ye Buxin realized what was happening, and enraged, grabbed a handful of sand and threw it at Yang Pingsheng, yelling, "You'd better die!"

Yang Pingsheng took a step back, dodging the sand and stones, and said, "I don't want to kill a genius. You can leave."

The hand that was about to grab a handful of sand and gravel stopped there.

That night, the bamboo forest, the moonlight, the gentle breeze, and Yang Pingsheng's words, "I don't want to kill a genius," all rushed into the girl's heart.

"What did you say?"

Yang Pingsheng, who was preparing to climb out of the pit, frowned and turned to look at her: "I said you can leave, don't you understand?"

"..."

Ye Buxin remained silent.

It wasn't until Yang Pingsheng climbed out of the pit that he heard Ye Buxin inside say to him, "I can see that your spiritual energy circulation is different from others. There must be something wrong with your body, which is why you modified your spiritual energy circulation method. It's a good modification, but unfortunately, it still doesn't solve the problem inside your body. My suggestion is that you don't necessarily have to circulate your spiritual energy for a full cycle."

Yang Pingsheng looked at the girl in the pit with slight surprise. The girl's face was calm, and under the moonlight, the scars on her forehead were particularly obvious.

The culprit might feel a little guilty if such a wound appears on a beautiful face.

But Yang Pingsheng didn't. He thanked him and walked away.

The wind picked up again, making the bamboo forest rustle.

The girl was a genius, so Yang Pingsheng let her off the hook.

Only geniuses will let other geniuses go.

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Ye Buxin subconsciously touched his forehead.

Nothing.

She opened her eyes. The rain had stopped, and the twilight light shone on the official road, making it look like a golden wheat field.

There was an extra layer of clothing covering me, so I didn't need to look to know whose it was.

Yang Pingsheng was feeding the spirit steed when he turned around as if sensing something, and saw Ye Buxin looking at him. He asked, "Awake?"

"..."

"I was going to wake you, but you were fast asleep, so I didn't." Yang Pingsheng stuffed the last bit of spirit herb into the spirit horse's mouth, clapped his hands, and walked over: "My senior sister just sent another message, telling us to let her know when we're almost there, and she'll personally bring people to pick us up at the city gate."

Ye Buxin didn't say anything, she just looked up at him.

Yang Pingsheng continued rambling on, "They said they would send someone to pick us up, but now they've changed their tune and even told us to let them know when we arrive. This is quite a show, which means that Senior Brother Fusu probably knows we've been in contact. Since that's the case, there's no need for us to hide it anymore."

"My life."

"Ok?"

"Squat down, come closer."

Yang Pingsheng crouched down, and Ye Buxin tilted her head back and bumped her head hard against his forehead.

"Hiss~" x2

Both of them gasped simultaneously.

Yang Pingsheng touched his forehead and said, "What's wrong? Did you dream about things from the past?"

"No."

"Why would you have hit me if you weren't the one doing it?"

"I wanted to test if your head was still this hard, but I didn't expect..."

Nothing has changed since then.

Ye Bu's heart ached so much that tears welled up in his eyes, but he still asked, "Ping Sheng, I have a question for you..."

“I know you’re a genius, and I’m a genius too,” Yang Pingsheng interjected. “We’re both geniuses, otherwise we wouldn’t be such close friends, okay?”

The two looked at each other, and seeing each other's comical expressions, they couldn't help but laugh again.

The fire burned everything, burying all that had passed. From then on, all that remained were the first encounter in the bamboo forest, the companionship in the wooden house, the heartfelt moments in the courtyard, and the song to the sky on the mountain cliff.

False geniuses rely on the glory of their bloodline, a gift from heaven; true geniuses reverse everything and transform everything.

Ye Buxin once thought that she was the only genius in the world, and that everyone else was a fool who was controlled by talent.

But now she understands that she is not alone.

At that time, she hadn't thought about becoming a king or queen. She just thought how lonely it would be if she were the only one in the world who could understand everything.

Chapter 595 My Beloved

Having received accurate information from Zhou Jinyu, the two quickened their pace considerably.

The two stolen steeds, one black and one white, were indeed well-bred by their master; they moved with lightning speed, reaching the capital of Qin in just a few days.

Zhou Jinyu had already received the news and led his men to meet them ten miles away from the city gate.

As soon as Yang Pingsheng and Ye Buxin emerged from the jungle, they saw Zhou Jinyu not far away.

In the soft morning light, she stood quietly by the official road, like an exquisite painting, unique and distinctive. Her clothes were the finest egg yolk yellow, with a gentle hue, like the softest sunlight in early spring, gently falling on one's heart. The fabric was light and soft, swaying slightly in the breeze.

Her eyebrows were like painted willow leaves, and her eyes, brimming with tenderness and anticipation, sparkled with life. Her nose was straight and elegant, perfectly embodying the grace of a woman from Jiangnan. Her red lips parted slightly, as if holding a thousand words, but the moment she saw Yang Pingsheng, they transformed into the most radiant smile. Her hair was loosely tied up and secured with a delicate jade hairpin, a few strands of black hair fluttering in the wind, adding to her lively and charming appearance.

The spirit horse stopped there, and as soon as Yang Pingsheng dismounted, he felt a spring breeze on his face. He looked up and saw his senior sister walking in front of him, smiling and saying with concern, "Junior brother, you must be tired from your journey."

Ye Buxin landed half a step behind him on his spirit steed, calmly watching the interaction between the two.

After chatting for a while, Zhou Jinyu turned his gaze to Ye Buxin and said with a smile, "Junior sister, you've suffered."

Ye Buxin lowered his head and did not answer.

Her appearance was cleverly concealed, and she still had that ordinary look, just like Zhou Jinyu remembered her.

Although Ye Buxin appeared ordinary, Zhou Jinyu knew that Ye Buxin, like Yang Pingsheng, was someone whose master had designated to learn the art of concealment, so she dared not be negligent.

She walked directly past Yang Pingsheng to Ye Buxin and said with a smile, "Junior sister, congratulations on coming down from the mountain. I, as your senior sister, don't know what to give you. After thinking about it, I think this is the best gift."

She took out a talisman and placed it in Ye Buxin's hand.

"This is a teleportation talisman. If you encounter danger in the future, use this talisman, and even in a place isolated by spiritual energy, I will receive a message," Zhou Jinyu said with a smile.