The improved female villains regained their memories.

She never admits her mistakes; if she does, it's likely a final farewell.

Yang Pingsheng's hands were trembling, and Ye Buxin noticed it, mocking, "Are you nervous? Or afraid? Haha, you really are afraid of my death."

“Yes, I’m scared,” Yang Pingsheng said. “If you die, it will really be boring.”

"Don't you think I'm boring when I'm around?"

Ye Buxin's voice trailed off: "They don't say it, they don't dare to say it, but I know... I like to mock others, I'm always sarcastic and sarcastic, I only know how to bury myself in research, I'm not interesting at all."

“If you don’t do this, we can’t be friends, and I’m not an interesting person.”

"Ha, you really are..."

death.

Ye Buxin truly felt death.

She remembered that feeling vividly—her body was losing heat and strength, and what awaited her was not darkness, but something more intangible and indescribable.

She is going to die.

"In my life, I want to say to you..."

In the very end, Ye Bu, who had experienced life and death, wanted to say something to him.

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A gaze cast from the darkness brought her back to her senses. Ye Buxin put down the book in her hand and said, "Say what you want to say."

Yang Pingsheng pondered for a long time, then brought up the previous topic: "Shall we go out for a stroll?"

Ye Buxin said, "Strolling around the capital at night is really boring."

She stood up and added, "But I like it."

How could they not go? This was another life-or-death experience for them. Although Ye Buxin knew that with Yang Pingsheng's current abilities, it would be difficult for many people to kill him, Ye Buxin was indeed frightened when the explosion first occurred.

The thought that Yang Pingsheng would die spread through every part of her body in an instant, and she couldn't get rid of it.

If he really died, what would happen to her? Would she go crazy, break down, or would she inherit her confidant's will and become stronger?

Ye Buxin didn't know, all she knew was that if Yang Ping died, she would pay any price to bring him back to life, because it was she who had turned him away.

Fortunately, he is alright.

So the two left the young master's residence and strolled around the capital at night.

As night fell and starlight adorned the sky, the ancient Qin capital lay silent in the darkness like a colossal beast. On the towering city walls, torches flickered sporadically, shining like countless stars.

The palace complex is arranged in a well-organized manner, with its magnificent eaves and upturned corners appearing and disappearing in the night, like a group of dragons soaring in the sky. The vermilion palace walls and green tiles complement each other, like the scales on a golden dragon.

The two stood on the top of the tallest building, looking towards the direction of the royal palace.

"If we gain the recognition of the Heavenly Guardian Sect in the future, unify the path of cultivation, and upgrade to a dynasty," Yang Pingsheng said, gazing at the Qin Palace, "I wonder if the people of the world can feel at ease."

Ye Buxin looked at him with some doubt. For some reason, she felt that Yang Pingsheng was a little strange.

Did he talk to Zhou Jinyu about something after waking up? Or did he simply gain new insights from his experience of life and death?

Ye Buxin didn't want to use clever tricks against her confidante, so she could only figure it out herself.

While she was still thinking, Yang Pingsheng suddenly said, "Between nobles and commoners, whose peace of mind is more important?"

Ye Buxin was stunned.

What does that mean?

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Before she could react, Yang Pingsheng suddenly moved.

He exuded an imposing aura, his earthy-yellow energy swirling and mixed with spiritual energy, silently hurtling towards a certain star in the sky.

"Cloth Heart".

A chilly evening breeze blew, and before Ye Buxin could react, Yang Pingsheng suddenly moved closer and whispered in her ear:

"You'll always be the one with the sword, won't you?"

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"of course."

Ye Buxin answered decisively. Even though the other person's breath was close and intertwined with her own, it did not make her retreat an inch.

She turned to look at him, almost kissing him: "It's a promise, I'll carry a sword, and you'll carry a knife."

"Okay." Yang Pingsheng smiled.

In the darkness, his eyes were wet, brighter than the brightest star in the night sky.

Then her heart brightened, and all the words she had spoken during the past month of separation, and the words she had spoken in the past few days separated by life and death, were condensed into one sentence: "Thank you for believing in me, Pingsheng."

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No one has ever believed me.

No one has ever been close to me.

No one has ever recognized me.

I embarked on this lonely road, a road utterly dark. I looked ahead, but the people before me said nothing; I wanted to look back, but the people after me paid no heed.

It's just me.

But now it's not just me anymore, because I know you're walking this path with me.

I control people's hearts and minds, and you can see my entire life story.

Our feelings transcend all others, surpassing worldly emotions such as romantic love, familial love, and friendship.

We are a match made in heaven.

We don't need others to understand us, because we already have each other.

We've never been crazy.

We are above all living beings, the kings of heaven.

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Sunrise, Mao Shi (5-7 AM)

They sat there for a long time, until sunrise.

As Ye Buxin watched the dawn light shine upon her, she suddenly heard Yang Pingsheng beside her say, "If one day..."

She looked at him: "What if one day...?"

He suddenly fell silent, as silent as a mountain. After a long while, he finally spoke: "Bu Xin, I know you. You disdain lying."

“Of course.” Ye Buxin nodded, but after thinking for a moment, she added, “I would never lie to you.”

Yang Pingsheng was stunned.

Long afterward, whenever Ye Buxin recalled the past and remembered the sunrise they watched in the capital, she would always recall Yang Pingsheng's emotions at that time.

Fear, excitement, disbelief...

But she didn't notice at the time.

She was immersed in the beauty of the sunrise.

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It is said that fate is unpredictable, so what Ye Buxin wants to control most is fate.

Only after she truly gained control of her destiny did she realize...

She never truly controlled that boy, not even for a single day.

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"Alright, we've been watching here all night." Ye Buxin yawned. "Let's go back. We need to go over the intelligence properly."

Yang Pingsheng shifted his gaze to the sunrise in the east and slowly nodded.

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Despite not having rested all night, Ye Buxin did not feel tired.

She and Yang Pingsheng exchanged and shared their intelligence.

After learning about the Chu siblings, Yang Pingsheng said nothing and showed no intention of seeking revenge. He simply asked Ye Buxin, "Are you really going to cooperate with them?"

Ye Bu thought to himself, "There's nothing wrong with that. My life-saving technique now has a test subject, not to mention, it can now help you find the four great treasures."

"Leaving aside other matters, the Taixu soil is with the King of Qin."

"I'll find a way to get it."

Yang Pingsheng gave Ye Buxin a deep look, but said nothing.

Although the attackers' identities have been confirmed, it remains uncertain whether the Jixia Academy will intervene, as Zhou Jinyu mentioned. In that case, the next phase of the plan will still be led by Yang Pingsheng, while Ye Buxin will remain behind the scenes, studying classical texts.

Ye Buxin did not refuse. She really couldn't be disturbed, after all, she still wanted to free up her hands to solve the problem of the four secret treasures.

Before leaving, she told Yang Pingsheng to be careful, and then watched him go to Fusu's place—now that he had awakened, he should tell Fusu.

After seeing Yang Pingsheng off, Ye Buxin returned to her seat and immersed herself in studying the classic texts.

She picked up an old book and suddenly saw a sentence.

When Heaven and Earth are not in harmony, they will not meet.

That's just nonsense.

She pretended not to see it and turned to the next page without hesitation.

Chapter 610 I'm not angry with him

In the days that followed, Ye Buxin devoted himself to studying various classic texts.

As nobles and wealthy families from various countries moved into the capital, a large amount of cultivation resources from those countries were also sent into the Qin Palace.

Ye Buxin studied it repeatedly and felt that there was nothing wrong with the cultivation path given by the Heavenly Guardian Sect, so he focused most of his attention on forbidden techniques and killing moves.