The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Yes, yes." Li Zhujun wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes: "I should thank you. I can't beat my junior sister and junior brother. Now, I've gotten my revenge too."

"Good to know, just keep your mouth shut."

Zhou Jinyu let go of his hand and walked towards her room.

She knew Yang Pingsheng would be heading this way, but she didn't really want to see him right now.

She heard Li Zhujun's last words: "We are all pitiful creatures called human beings, and a circle of water called emotion can trap us."

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"Or, you can just smash the cup."

Ye Buxin's words made the atmosphere in the room much more oppressive.

From the shadows nearby, Meng Ying appeared, watching Ye Buxin warily.

Fusu sighed helplessly.

He really didn't want things to be like this. Whether it was Zhou Jinyu or Ye Buxin, he sincerely hoped that the two could shake hands and make peace, but the fundamental conflict was there. The most crucial point was that the two could not understand each other. Although Ye Buxin had a better relationship with Yang Pingsheng, Zhou Jinyu had already contacted him before they came out of seclusion.

In terms of methods, the junior sister may not be as good as the junior sister, but in terms of perseverance, the junior sister is not as good as the junior sister.

Throughout the years since Zhou Jinyu left the mountain, her goal has never changed. Thinking of this, Fusu felt a headache coming on.

Ye Buxin clearly distrusted him, so he could only say, "Junior Sister, you can trust me a little more. No matter what, I don't want any of you to get into trouble."

Ye Buxin sneered.

Who is Fusu? What makes her trust him?

“If you want my senior brother to trust you, you have to be honest.” Ye Bu thought to himself, “Why use the lost books as a pretext? I think someone informed the palace about my identity as a member of the Chu royal family. If I’m not mistaken, it was my third senior sister who did it.”

Fusu remained silent.

Ye Buxin nodded: "It seems so."

The atmosphere became even more oppressive.

After a long silence, Fusu spoke up: "Junior Sister, there might be some misunderstanding here."

Ye Buxin didn't take it seriously and said coldly to Fusu, "There's no misunderstanding. That woman is sick, it's that simple."

Fusu had to remind her, "Junior Sister, what about you? You've done quite a lot too, haven't you?"

"I know exactly what I'm doing," Ye Bu thought to himself. "At least I could have just killed her, but I didn't, because I considered our camaraderie as fellow disciples. Senior Brother, are you satisfied with what I've said?"

Fusu exhaled a heavy breath.

His expression gradually turned serious: "No matter what, junior sister, you did not voluntarily reveal your noble status, so I must give the palace an explanation."

Ye Buxin's eyes sharpened, and green energy surged around him: "What do you intend to do? Are you going to take me down?"

The oppressive force poured down like a torrential rain. Meng Ying's expression changed drastically as she stood in front of Fu Su, but before she could hold out for long, she was overwhelmed by Ye Buxin's ingenious technique and knocked to the ground.

The terrifying pressure made her bones creak, but Fusu remained completely normal.

His face grew even uglier: "Junior Sister, if you lay a hand on me, then there really won't be another chance."

Ye Buxin raised his hand: "Calling you senior brother is giving you face. Fusu, do you really think you can take me down?"

Fusu also raised his hand, aiming it at Ye Buxin.

"stop!!"

Yang Pingsheng suddenly pushed open the door and shouted.

But it's too late.

Ye Buxin was sent flying backward, shattering everything around her. Her body smashed through the furniture in her path before finally embedding herself hard in the wall.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body restricted by an unknown force.

Is it cause and effect...? No, it's fate.

"Hehe, everyone says that Master taught Senior Brother the way of self-cultivation. It seems we've all been blind."

Ye Buxin stared intently at Fusu, his fists clenched tightly.

“I knew it. The way of destiny is the most mysterious. How could Master not pass it on to his disciples?”

"I always thought it was Li Zhujun, but I never expected it to be you, Senior Brother."

Fusu did not answer Ye Buxin.

He walked down step by step, helped Meng Ying up, and without even looking at Ye Buxin, looked at Yang Pingsheng who rushed in.

"I told you this before," Fusu said. "You should remember, right?"

"..."

Yang Pingsheng closed his eyes in pain.

He took a deep breath and said, "Senior Brother, I believe her."

Fusu's eyes were filled with disappointment: "Junior brother, you..."

boom!

Before Fusu could finish speaking, the greenery suddenly erupted.

Ye Buxin's eyes were bloodshot, her heart pounding with fear. A chess piece rose from her bosom, black and white pieces swirling around, instantly shattering Fusu's power of destiny.

"What?" Fusu was stunned.

The chess piece flew into the air, transformed into a vortex resembling the shape of a tai chi symbol, and then split into one black and one white piece, which entered Ye Buxin and Fusu's bodies respectively.

In an instant, their fates were reversed.

A vast amount of fortune continuously flowed from Fusu and into Ye Buxin's body.

"Fusu, Zhou Jinyu, Li Zhujun, very good, very good."

White cracks crawled all over Ye Buxin's face, making her look ferocious and terrifying. She smiled coldly, and the pale white gradually merged with the green, transforming into a huge monster.

"You all have your own agendas. You want to separate me and Yang Pingsheng? Heh, don't even think about it."

She spoke loudly, almost shouting, "How could you insects and ants understand the aspirations of Yang Pingsheng and me? How could you comprehend the relationship between us? You..."

She suddenly bent over in pain, letting out a series of screams.

Yang Pingsheng tried to rush over, but was blocked by white and green energy.

Meng Ying roared, "Someone is trying to assassinate the young master! Guards!" As she spoke, she took out a certain token.

Fusu's expression changed drastically: "No, Meng Ying, don't..."

late.

The moment Meng Ying crushed the token, the Meng family was the first to react, with powerful auras rising into the sky and locking onto the young master's residence.

The actions of the Meng family quickly alerted the royal palace, and several powerful auras rose from the direction of the palace.

Seeing that he couldn't break through the blocking energy, Yang Pingsheng slapped the ground, intending to use space to isolate the area.

Fusu saw it clearly and interrupted him with a move: "Junior brother, don't forget what you promised my father."

"But, Bu Xin, she..."

"You keep your breath separate, I'll handle it!"

"good........"

It was too late for Fusu to stop him.

Ye Buxin roared like a madwoman. In her final moments of sanity collapse, she used her divine sense to give Yang Pingsheng her last instructions before unleashing a forbidden spatial technique.

In an instant, she vanished completely.

A dozen seconds later, the spatial blockade was activated, and figures appeared in the area.

"What happened here? Is the young master alright?"

"It's a spatial technique, but what about the assassin?"

Fusu's face turned deathly pale, and he nearly collapsed.

Meng Ying knew she had gotten herself into serious trouble, and helped him up, saying shamefully, "Young master, I..."

"It's no use saying anything now."

Fusu said in a hoarse voice, "My spiritual root, spiritual sea, and spiritual veins are all having problems. Help me cover them up."

"What?! Young Master, you?!"

Meng Ying's expression changed drastically, and she quickly checked Fu Su's body.

Fusu is right.

His spiritual root, spiritual sea, and spiritual veins have all developed problems and are showing signs of collapse.

My destiny has changed.

He is no longer the invincible chosen one.

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Nangong Qingyang put down the letter in his hand.

She closed her eyes.

Qi Pengju walked behind her, hugged her, and asked softly, "Sister, is the plan not going well?"

Nangong Qingyang shook his head: "No, the plan is going smoothly. Ye Buxin has already exchanged lives with Fusu. Fusu... is no longer that invincible chosen one."

"Then why is my sister unhappy?"

"Because of you, Qi Pengju, I never expected that you would contact Wang Jingxing in my name."

She slammed her hand on the table, broke free from his embrace, stood up, turned around, and glared at him.

"What a mess you've made!"

"You used my name to have Wang Jingxing make that one-time-use magic artifact for you, then used it to assassinate Yang Pingsheng. After that, you told Li Zhujun about Wang Jingxing's background, luring her into the trap!"

"You even revealed their relationship to Zhou Jinyu's spies who were infiltrating our area, causing Wang Jingxing to be exposed prematurely. Were you trying to kill him?!"

Nangong Qingyang trembled with anger: "If you hadn't done these things, how could Wang Jingxing have been exposed so quickly, to the point that his right hand is now crippled and he can no longer make magical artifacts?"