The improved female villains regained their memories.

“The Mohists have also come to the capital,” Yang Pingsheng said. “That’s not surprising, since their Mohist territory should only be in Qin.”

Ye Buxin shook his head: "I have already received news that the leader of the Mohist school died in the State of Qi. According to the character of the Mohists, they should not be active until a new leader is selected."

In other words, the strange one is not the Mohists, but this man named Wang Jingxing.

The Mohists had no mission, and the main force disbanded, but he traveled alone from the State of Qi to the capital, specifically to seek refuge with Fusu.

This matter, even on the surface, reeks of a conspiracy.

Yang Pingsheng silently noted it down and asked, "What about the other two?"

Ye Buxin replied, "There are two more that are together."

The scene changed, and the room layout was altered.

Sunlight gently streamed into the antique-style room, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere. The two women sat side by side on an exquisite pear wood couch covered with soft brocade cushions. Judging from their manner of interaction, they seemed like sisters.

Ye Buxin's next words proved this point: "The elder sister is called Nangong Qingyang, and the younger sister is called Qi Pengju. I don't know where these two came from, but I heard they are old acquaintances of Fusu."

Yang Pingsheng listened while observing the two sisters.

The elder sister, Nangong Qingyang, was very beautiful, like a fairy descended from the moon palace. She wore an elegant light blue dress, the hem of which swayed gently like wisps of smoke in the night. Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall and was gently held up by a beautiful jade hairpin. A few strands of hair brushed against her delicate, fair skin, adding to her beauty. Her eyes were like deep lake water, gentle yet firm, as she gazed intently at her younger sister and massaged her temples.

The younger sister, Qi Pengju, was nothing special. She was cute, but her skin was unbelievably pale. The smile she showed when she nestled in her older sister's arms concealed a hint of illness.

Like Wang Jingxing, her younger sister was also subjected to magical techniques, which made her face somewhat blurred.

"Qi Pengju... that sounds like a man's name." Yang Pingsheng frowned. "The younger sister's name is strange but reasonable. What about the older sister?"

Ye Buxin said in a deep voice, "I sensed [destiny] from her."

Nangong Qingyang, a woman of unparalleled beauty, possesses the power of [Destiny].

With the chess piece of destiny bestowed upon him by his master, Ye Buxin could clearly sense that, apart from his eldest brother Fusu and his confidant Yang Pingsheng, this was the third person in the entire Young Master's Mansion whom Ye Buxin would not underestimate.

Yang Pingsheng looked up at the sky, where dark clouds covered the vast young master's mansion, placing it under their shadow.

Ye Buxin said, "My men have already entered the young master's residence. Pingsheng, arrange for your old subordinates from the Linlang Sect to also be stationed at the young master's residence tomorrow."

Ye Bu's thoughts were simple: regardless of whether they genuinely wanted to assist Fusu, it was always good to have more of their people in the young master's residence.

But Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "No, I won't let them come."

Ye Bu thought to himself, "If you have other plans, then pretend I didn't say anything."

Having been friends for many years, Ye Buxin naturally trusted Yang Pingsheng.

Just as Yang Pingsheng was about to speak, he suddenly sensed something and said, "It seems that Senior Sister is coming. Let's stop here for today and see what happens tomorrow."

Ye Buxin nodded: "Okay, be careful."

The sparrow flapped its wings and disappeared into the darkness.

As the cold night wind blew, the ethereal humanoid took the opportunity to dissipate, scattering into the air with the wind.

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Zhou Jinyu is the youngest disciple in the Guigu School.

After Ye Buxin and Yang Pingsheng entered the Guigu Sect, she naturally became the senior sister and had someone to care about.

After being humiliated by Ye Buxin, Yang Pingsheng received all the care he needed. However, since the incident at Wangtianya, Zhou Jinyu's care had taken on a different meaning.

Before teaching him the art of concealment, his master asked Yang Pingsheng to first resolve his own immortal body problem. To solve this problem, Yang Pingsheng used many methods, such as tempering his body, honing his will, and fighting to the death.

Zhou Jinyu was shocked; she had never seen such a crazy person.

Whenever Yang Pingsheng covered himself in blood and lay on the ground, Zhou Jinyu would silently walk to his side and help him heal his wounds. She never tried to persuade Yang Pingsheng, but only helped him clean up the mess.

She saw herself in him—the same madness, the same terror, that she had felt when she woke up on that snowy day.

Perhaps, they are the same.

They were not royalty or nobility; what they could burn was the bloodline of the lowly people who were despised by others.

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The sparrow transformed into spirit energy, flew back to the room, and took the place of the false body.

The moment his true form returned, Zhou Jinyu knocked on the door: "Junior brother, are you asleep?"

It was pitch black. In this darkness, Yang Pingsheng paused his cultivation, got up, and opened the door: "Senior Sister."

"You're still awake? That's good." Zhou Jinyu was carrying a lot of random things. "I was worried you wouldn't be comfortable here, so I brought you some things."

She practically squeezed in.

"This is a magical artifact, the Spirit Candlestick, which can automatically burn with spiritual fire. I have already charged it for you, and it can be used for a month. I guarantee your room will be brighter than during the day."

"This is a Water Spirit Pearl, which can accelerate the circulation of spiritual energy in the surrounding area. When you cultivate and circulate spiritual energy in your room, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

"Oh, and this too. Stick this talisman here, and no one can watch you."

"And this, and this..."

In no time, the room was filled with all sorts of things.

"Meow~"

A black cat with its tail held high walked into the room.

"You came along too, Wuyun!" Zhou Jinyu said with a smile as she stepped forward, picked up Wuyun, and showed it to Yang Pingsheng. "Junior brother, look, Wuyun is here too. You haven't seen it in a long time, have you?"

Yang Pingsheng glanced at Zhou Jinyu, who was smiling, and then at the cat in her arms.

The cat stared at him with its big eyes, tilting its head.

"Yes, it has been a long time."

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Yunmeng Mountain is home to many mythical beasts.

Unlike the naturally born demonic beasts, the spirit beasts of Yunmeng Mountain are all enlightened by their masters.

When Zhou Jinyu went to collect herbs, a small cloud was nestled in a crevice in the rock, unable to move.

It didn't receive much spiritual energy, and it hadn't grown much, so it couldn't climb out.

Zhou Jinyu pulled Yang Pingsheng over and said, "Junior brother, look, what a tiny kitten."

Yang Pingsheng glanced at it and said, "They won't live long here anyway, let's kill them."

Zhou Jinyu was startled: "How can this be? It can still live."

“It received too little spiritual energy, still needs to eat, and has no companions,” Yang Pingsheng explained. “Even if we rescued it, we couldn’t possibly raise it.”

Spirit beasts have specific territories and cannot be brought into the courtyard by disciples; this is a rule set by the master.

"But, but..." Zhou Jinyu moved his lips, wanting to say something, but because he knew his junior brother was right, he couldn't say anything.

Yang Pingsheng looked at his senior sister for a long time, made up his mind, smashed the stone with one palm, and carried her out.

"Then let's keep it here." Yang Pingsheng handed the cat over. "Anyway, you have to come out to collect herbs every day, so you can take this time to bring it food."

Zhou Jinyu blinked: "Ah...me, raise it?"

Yang Pingsheng looked at her and said, "I hate cats."

Zhou Jinyu was stunned: "But, me alone..."

Yang Pingsheng remained silent for a long time before answering:

"If my senior sister is raising them, you can count me in."

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I haven't seen dark clouds in so long, I didn't expect it to be so big now.

Even though Zhou Jinyu could pick it up, half of its body was hanging out, making it hard to imagine that it used to be so thin that it could get stuck in a crack in the rocks.

When Zhou Jinyu left the mountain, she asked her master to take Wuyun with her. She never expected that after so many years, she would raise Wuyun so well.

Black was a color favored by the Qin state, and the presence of dark clouds in the prince's residence must have been very appealing to the people of Qin.

"Look, this is the one we raised together back then." Zhou Jinyu smiled and picked it up. "Junior brother, do you want to hold it?"

Yang Pingsheng shook his head and took a half step back: "Senior sister, I don't like cats."

Something is frozen in mid-air, indescribable.

Wu Yun looked at Yang Pingsheng, then turned to Zhou Jinyu and stuck out his tongue to lick her face.

“If Junior Brother doesn’t like it, then there’s nothing we can do.” Zhou Jinyu sighed and put Wuyun on the ground. “Wuyun, go back and wait for me.”

Dark Cloud meowed a few times and darted out the door.

Although it didn't receive much spiritual energy, it sometimes saw things more clearly than humans.

Zhou Jinyu released her spiritual energy, and the windows and doors of the entire room closed automatically. The talismans pasted on the wall glowed. After doing all this, she spoke: "Junior brother, now that we don't have any spies, is there anything you want to say to your senior sister?"

Yang Pingsheng scanned the room.

A wisp of spiritual energy mingled with the surrounding spiritual energy, reflecting a hint of green.

“I would like to know more about my senior brother,” Yang Pingsheng replied.

Zhou Jinyu remained silent.

She took a step closer, her eyes fixed on Yang Pingsheng, and said, "Junior brother, you should understand that the person I am now loyal to is our eldest brother."

Yang Pingsheng nodded: "That's right."

"And what about you?" Zhou Jinyu asked, "Will you be loyal to our senior brother like your senior sister?"

Yang Pingsheng did not answer.

Zhou Jinyu took a step closer: "Want it?"

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“I will not pledge allegiance to anyone,” Ye Buxin said.

On the cliff, Ye Buxin sheathed his sword and sat down next to Yang Pingsheng, watching him wipe the guqin, and suddenly said this.

Yang Pingsheng asked cooperatively, "Why?"

"Because there are too many fools in this world, they don't deserve my loyalty." Ye Bu thought to himself, "They are complacent about their superior talent, but they don't realize that they are controlled by their talent and by fate. Why should I be loyal to such people?"