The improved female villains regained their memories.

He beat me so badly that I ran away.

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I returned like a drowning dog, alarming the entire capital and the young master's residence. My elder sister sat in her room the whole time, and through the window, I could see the worry on her face.

I came in through the window, and she quickly got up to greet me.

Is she angry?

Is she angry because I knocked her unconscious, or because I acted without her consent?

"Sister, I failed..."

She didn't say anything.

I sensed she was angry, but she didn't say anything.

She remained silent, letting me take off my clothes so she could examine my wounds.

I pretended to be under the influence of a curse and snuggled close to her.

I felt her tense skin and enjoyed every part of her.

I am a despicable person.

But I don't care at all.

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I held her for a long time, and finally, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "Get up."

I obediently listened and let her apply the medicinal medicine to me and use her spiritual energy to heal me.

That man was ruthless; I've been in pain ever since, but because I'm close to my sister, the pain has subsided.

I will remember the moment her fingertips brushed across my back.

I wish it could stay like this forever.

She only gets so close to me when I'm hurt, in pain, and feeling like I'm living a life worse than death.

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I lay in bed, and my older sister no longer stayed close to me; instead, she stood by the bed.

“You’ve gotten yourself into big trouble. From now on, you’re not allowed to leave this room.” She frowned, finally showing her anger. “I’ve told you time and time again, you’re here for treatment, don’t cause any trouble.”

I was displeased, but I could only obediently reply, "Yes, sister, I remember."

She softened her expression, sighed, and said, "Your injuries are serious. You are not allowed to practice any more immortal techniques. You need to recover first."

"But, elder sister..."

That's it, don't mention anything else.

She was really angry.

Even if she didn't say it, even if she didn't want to hit me, I still knew that my older sister was angry.

I don't want to make my older sister angry, but I'm not willing to accept it.

I am not content to be someone who needs protection. I am no longer the withdrawn and timid little boy she used to shield.

Just as she only has me, I only have her.

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Ye Buxin paused subconsciously upon reading this.

"Is this guy a man?"

No wonder he has magical abilities to conceal his face; it turns out he's a man.

"Heh, I don't care if you're male or female, just obediently let me read your memories and then turn you into an idiot."

Ye Buxin smiled cruelly, the green energy in her hand frantically drilling into Qi Pengju's mind.

He screamed in pain.

Just then, the green space was suddenly torn apart, and Nangong Qingyang rushed in. Upon seeing the scene before him, he took action without hesitation.

She waved her hand, and a strange energy spread out, filling the space.

"destiny!?"

Of all the magical arts, fate and life are the greatest challenges that Ye Buxin has yet to overcome.

Life is related to the laws of nature, and Ye Buxin has never seen anyone master the relevant methods. As for destiny, among the people she knows, there is only one person who knows it.

That was her master, Guiguzi.

The woman before him used the same methods as her master, so Ye Buxin had to be cautious.

Just as she was about to take action, she heard the woman speak softly: "Miss Ye, do not act rashly."

Ye Buxin looked at him in confusion, but Nangong Qingyang gazed at him calmly and continued, "Fate has already turned in my favor. No matter what, you can't beat me."

"Nangong Qingyang, you cooperate with me on the surface, but secretly you let this freak attack us." Ye Buxin sneered, "This space is now completely under my control. Do you think I can't defeat you?"

“Miss Ye, I can explain, but only if you put my sister down first,” Nangong Qingyang said. “Otherwise, it’s dangerous for us to communicate like this.”

"Do you threaten me?"

"No, I just wanted to..."

What a load of rubbish!

Ye Buxin was too lazy to listen to her nonsense. The surrounding green riots surged and directly entered Qi Pengju's body.

But the next moment, Ye Buxin felt a sweet taste in his mouth, followed by blood flowing from his seven orifices, and the green energy he had activated dissipated.

"At this very moment..."

She coughed up blood, clutching her abdomen, her spiritual roots, spiritual sea, and spiritual veins burning like fire, the pain unbearable.

“Miss Ye…” Nangong Qingyang sighed helplessly, “I have already advised you not to act rashly.”

"Because fate is on my side."

Chapter 609 Heaven and Earth are not in harmony, and the world cannot meet.

Fate is a mysterious force.

Even though Ye Buxin was stronger than the two, she couldn't harm them in the slightest because of the girl's fate.

"That's interesting."

Ye Buxin wiped away the blood and looked at the girl.

A green glint appeared in her eyes, allowing her to clearly see Nangong Qingyang's movements.

Those are silk threads.

Countless silk threads surrounded her, extending from the hem of her skirt and growing all the way to her body.

Nangong Qingyang gently raised her hand, her fingertips tracing the void, plucking at the invisible threads of fate. With her movement, the surrounding air began to tremble, and the power of destiny quietly gathered in the lush green space.

Ye Buxin looked at the threads of fate on her body and remained silent.

Fate is a force she has not yet mastered.

She joined the Ghost Valley Sect because she was after destiny, but that old man didn't teach her the power of destiny; instead, he taught her about some secluded place.

What does a secluded place matter? To truly control a person, you have to rely on fate!

Ye Buxin could see clearly that the range of fate power used by Nangong Qingyang was too small, and he could only weave some details. The fact that it triggered her talent defect had already made her face lose its color. Obviously, if he wanted to mobilize a larger range of fate power, Nangong Qingyang would have to pay a considerable price.

Fate, fate... if she could control fate, then she and Yang Pingsheng would...

"Interesting power." She chuckled, waving the green flag to release Qi Pengju.

But instead of retreating or dispersing the surrounding space, she waved the green to fill the crack that had been created by Nangong Qingyang's forceful intrusion.

What does it matter what her methods are? As long as space and time exist, she is still the master of this place.

Nangong Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ye Buxin release Qi Pengju, but became wary again when he saw her gather her spatial energy. He said, "Miss Ye, there's no need for us to fight to the death."

“Yes, that’s right. We don’t need to fight to the death.” Ye Buxin chuckled. “In this situation, you only have two choices.”

"choose?"

"That's right. Either you severely damage yourself and gamble that your so-called power of destiny can defeat me, or you take the initiative to lower your stance and cooperate with me."

"Miss Ye," Nangong Qingyang smiled helplessly, "you are truly proud."

"You overestimate yourself, thinking you can make me submit just because you have some power over destiny? Hmph, don't think I can't see through you. With the power you wield, injuring me is already the limit." Ye Buxin sneered. "You're not qualified to kill me."

Nangong Qingyang's smile faded: "Miss Ye, you wouldn't want to try it."

Ye Buxin narrowed her eyes, and green flames burned behind her: "No one can threaten me, not even fate."

The two sides were on the verge of conflict.

Just as Ye Buxin was considering whether to use the Destiny Chess, the power of destiny on Nangong Qingyang dissipated, and he withdrew voluntarily.

“Miss Ye, there’s really no need for us to do this.” Nangong Qingyang chose to back down: “Because we are your friends.”

Ye Buxin looked at her: "What do you mean?"

Nangong Qingyang made a startling statement: "You are a member of the Chu royal family, right?"

Before Ye Buxin could react, she continued, "Back when the palace caught fire, there was a princess, she..."

Green riots.

Ye Buxin suddenly flashed over, grabbed Nangong Qingyang by the throat, and his face showed murderous intent.

"you......"

"Let go of my sister!" Qi Pengju struggled from behind, his green aura shattering as he struck Ye Buxin from behind with a palm.

Ye Buxin didn't even look at him; more green pressed down, pinning him down firmly.

Nangong Qingyang's face turned pale: "Miss Ye, the wonderful techniques you used are all from the Chu royal family. Not to mention me, even my younger brother can recognize them."

"So you can conclude that I am a princess of Chu?" Ye Buxin's voice was filled with endless coldness: "Couldn't I just be one of the lucky ones who obtained the secret manual of the Chu royal family?"