The improved female villains regained their memories.

She searched through all the books in the academy but couldn't find a way to cure the curse. However, the knowledge her master had imparted to her mind contained a method to deal with it.

According to the knowledge passed down by the Master, the tribulation caused by the curse is not essentially destiny, and it is not quite the same as Nangong Qingyang's tribulation. Therefore, if one can cover up the memories and change one's name, the curse can be slightly concealed.

This method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause. The solution to the root cause is not found in the existing knowledge.

Having no other option, Nangong Qingyang used the academy's magical techniques to obscure his memories, change his appearance, and rename him Qi Pengju.

But Qi Pengju's obsession with her ran too deep. He could only block out his memories for twelve hours a day, and he was constantly switching between the two modes, almost driving him crazy.

"Sister, please," he pleaded. "You can do whatever you want, just don't make me forget you."

Nangong Qingyang's heart softened again. After a long silence, he finally agreed that he could unlock a few hours of memories each day.

"Remember your name. From now on, you are not Xiang Ju, but Qi Pengju."

Nangong Qingyang said, "I will erase your memories as Xiang Ju, but I will not touch your memories as Qi Pengju."

"Even if you regain Xiang Ju's memories, you must live as Qi Pengju. Can you do that?"

She knew he would never oppose her.

Sure enough, she heard the boy say firmly, "I'm willing to do anything as long as I can be with my sister."

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Time marches relentlessly forward.

With the fall of the State of Chu, no one in the world could stop the State of Qin from unifying the country.

Nangong Qingyang saw it clearly and understood that she could not win against Fusu in this matter.

The Qin state sent troops to wipe out the last remaining forces of the Yan state, but the King of Qi still refused to send troops and tried his best to please the Qin state. This made Nangong Qingyang make up his mind.

On the day the Yan Kingdom was destroyed, she used a summons to recall everyone who had left the academy.

"The State of Yan has fallen, and the State of Qi will soon follow in the footsteps of the other five states. But we need not lose heart. Everyone, follow my instructions, and I guarantee that we will restore the six states in the future."

Nangong Qingyang's reputation was already established, and apart from a few who gave up, most expressed their willingness to follow her instructions.

On the night she left the academy, she took Qi Pengju with her and looked towards her second home one last time.

"In this era, there has never been peace, only strife, nothing but strife."

She understood the era she was born into.

"I want to live on, I want to be the one who wins in the end."

She has lost far too much.

She is a despicable person, a selfish person, a shameless person.

But even someone like her doesn't want to lose it again.

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Fate pointed to the Qin capital, where there was a way to cure Qi Pengju's curse, and also where there was an opportunity to kill Fusu.

Nangong Qingyang wrote a letter to Fusu, and after receiving a reply, he wrote another letter to Wang Jingxing, and then took Qi Pengju with him and rushed there.

Wang Jingxing acted even faster than them; she was found by him as soon as she arrived near the capital of Qin.

"Master, I've arrived!"

Nangong Qingyang looked at Wang Jingxing. After so long, she was still so thin, but she had grown a bit taller. She was dressed in men's clothing, and the wide robes could not completely hide her slender figure. Instead, they added a touch of heroic spirit. Although her face was covered by immortal techniques, it could not hide her delicate features. When her eyes looked over, one could still see the inner longing.

Nangong Qingyang reached out and used some more magical techniques on her before beginning to explain her plan.

She knew she would come, just as she controlled Qi Pengju's fate. Now, she controlled Wang Jingxing's fate as well. She also knew that Wang Jingxing was being influenced by the Mohist philosophy and was beginning to waver. But that didn't matter; what she needed was Wang Jingxing's wavering heart.

After she finished explaining her plans, Wang Jingxing nodded and said without hesitation, "No problem, Master, you can rest assured to leave it to me!"

The girl's passion was like the sun, shining on her despicable heart and causing her waves of pain.

The other party trusted her so much, but she treated them as a pawn, a pawn to use against Li Zhujun and Fusu.

"Master, where is the hairpin I gave you?"

"I didn't wear it on the way here because I was afraid of running into bad people."

"Oh, I see." She smiled, but it was a forced smile. "I understand. Master, I'll go into the city first, and as you said, I'll go to the young master's residence first."

"Hmm...I remember..."

"I will absolutely not reveal our relationship, Master, don't worry, I remember! I have poison hidden in my teeth. If I'm captured, I'll just commit suicide. I definitely won't betray you, Master, hehe..."

"..."

"Then, Master, shall I... leave?"

"it is good......"

She watched Wang Jingxing stride toward the royal city, then lowered her eyes.

Don't regret it, Nangong Qingyang.

Since you've already done it, don't regret it.

Once you've chosen this path, you have to keep going, no matter who has to sacrifice themselves.

Regardless of which one is sacrificed.

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My name is Nangong Qingyang.

I know a lot, and I don't know a lot.

I know about the conflict between the Li and Meng families, I know that Li Si was a student of Xunzi, and I know that Li Zhujun was his loyal follower.

I know that Wang Jingxing is Li Zhujun's biological sister, I know that the Mo family has a stronghold in the capital, and I know that Wang Jingxing is wavering between the Mo family and the mission.

I know Fusu's destiny, I know that I can't kill him without changing his destiny, I know that he has concealed his ability to control destiny, I know that he has a guardian named Meng Ying, and I know that his destiny is deeply intertwined with that of the Meng family.

I know that the two disciples who last emerged from the Guigu Sect were the same two who were ambushed and killed back then. I know that the girl named Ye Buxin was the princess who escaped from the State of Chu back then. I know that she has many tricks up her sleeve when it comes to the Chu royal family. I know that she is the key to my victory or defeat in the struggle between me and Fusu.

I know that the Guardian Heaven Sect chose the Qin State, that the Qin State established the Guardian Heaven Sect's cultivation path, that the Qin State moved all the nobles and wealthy households to the capital, and that Li Si accepted the task of unifying the world from the King of Qin.

I know the trajectory of Zhou Jinyu's fate, I know the entanglement of her destiny with Yang Pingsheng and Ye Buxin, and I know how to deal with her.

I know I am a despicable person, I know I have taken advantage of other people's feelings, and I know I have trampled on other people's hearts in order to achieve my goals.

That's all I know.

Now that things have come to this, I have no regrets.

Because I have already embarked on this path.

No matter how bumpy, rugged, or sorrowful this road may be, I will walk to the end.

This is my path, Nangong Qingyang's path.

Chapter 617 I knew he would come

My beloved son thinks of me, so he lifts his skirt and wade across the Zhen River. But he does not think of me; are there no other men? How mad I am, you foolish boy! —From "The Odes of Zheng: Lifting the Skirt"

At Guigu Sect, although Ping Sheng and I always played the silly game of calling each other junior brother and sister, in my true heart, he was my senior brother.

I know I have many flaws, a bad temper, and many people can't stand me. They fear me, are afraid of me, and distance themselves from me. Only my lifelong friend can tolerate me and understand my aspirations.

No matter what danger I encounter, he always appears and shields me from everything.

True friends are those who understand, tolerate, and support each other; this is a higher form of affection than any other relationship.

It transcends love, family affection, and friendship; it is the bond between Yang Pingsheng and me.

This is the highest and most special emotion in the world.

So I knew that no matter what, he would come for me.

Just like how I would have come for him no matter what.

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The moonlight was like a ribbon, its silvery glow spreading to every corner of the young master's mansion. The mansion was quiet and solemn, as if even the wind held its breath. The ancient bluestone path gleamed with a cold luster under the moonlight, and the pine and cypress trees on both sides cast mottled shadows, standing solemnly like guardians.

The assassination attempt during the day has once again filled the Prince's residence with intrigue and treachery. The light in Fusu's room remained on, stubbornly refusing to be turned off.

Nangong Qingyang locked himself in his room, re-examining the threads of his destiny.

The exchange of Ye Buxin and Fusu's lives was indeed part of her plan, but today's argument with Qi Pengju instilled fear in her heart.

Qi Pengju only possessed the most rudimentary power of destiny, and his observations were very superficial, far from reaching the level of hers and Fusu. Unexpectedly, he accomplished so much with such rudimentary power of destiny and the brief moment of regaining his memories.

If Wang Jingxing hadn't gotten into trouble, she might still be in the dark.

For so many years, she had believed that Qi Pengju was firmly under her control, but today it seems that may not be the case.

Looking at the tangled threads of fate before him, Nangong Qingyang felt a headache coming on.

Fusu did indeed lose his invincible destiny, and his fate line was weakened considerably.

But instead, two parallel lines of fate emerged.

Yang Pingsheng, Ye Buxin.

The fates of these two people are inextricably intertwined, resembling the thread of fate of one person in Nangong Qingyang's view.

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The spirit fire burned, casting shadows that were reflected on the window.

Fusu sat half-upright on the bed, his face pale, his eyes bright but unable to hide the deep weariness within.

Meng Ying sat next to him, her eyes reddening, and held his hand tightly.

"Young master, why go to such lengths?"

Fusu shook his head and remained silent.

Meng Ying suppressed her grief and gritted her teeth, saying, "You care about the bond between fellow disciples, but what about them? You saw it yourself, he did nothing today."

Fusu sighed, "I can't blame Pingsheng. If I were in his shoes, and someone asked me to kill you, I wouldn't be able to do it either."

“But young master, you didn’t order him to kill her, you only restricted him, you only restricted him!” Meng Ying became agitated. “She already made her move today, but he just watched.”

"Their relationship... well, I can't control it, and I'm not capable of controlling it anymore. I recognized that force today; it was Master's doing. So it seems that this was Master's scheme."