The improved female villains regained their memories.

“Does this mean we have to sacrifice you, young master, just to set up this scheme?” Meng Ying said. “That’s not fair.”

Fusu smiled and took her hand.

"Meng Ying, the world is fair."

He said, a hint of helplessness in his smile, "It's the human world that's unfair."

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crunch--

"Son."

The sound of the wooden door being pushed open and the voices of people interrupted Meng Ying and Fu Su's conversation. Fu Su looked up and saw that it was Li Zhujun who had entered. He stood there, still smiling with his eyes narrowed.

Meng Ying released Fu Su's hand, nodded to Li Zhujun, and blended into the shadows beside her. Li Zhujun stepped forward and sat down beside Fu Su's bed.

With a click, the door closed automatically.

Fusu spoke first: "Is this a matter of life and death?"

Li Zhujun said, "He has been staying at home all this time, but I think that's just a smokescreen. He's probably already heading towards the capital's gates."

Fusu sighed, "Their feelings for each other are deeper than I thought. The capital is under martial law at the moment, and it is still risky for anyone to leave the city."

Li Zhujun smiled and said, "I have already informed my junior sister."

Fusu looked him over.

Even Fusu, at this moment, couldn't understand what Li Zhujun was trying to do.

All he could ask was, "Why?"

Li Zhujun said, "I'm only doing this for the good of my junior sister and brother. They are the most compatible couple. Senior brother, don't you think?"

Fusu remained silent.

He didn't directly agree to Zhou Jinyu's request in the secret room that night, but now Li Zhujun is using this matter to subtly express her attitude, actually offering him advice.

Fusu shook his head: "We can't do that. I don't want to see fellow disciples killing each other."

Li Zhujun said, "Senior brother, she struck first."

Fusu said, "It wasn't her who did it; it was a scheme set up by my master. I'm not blind."

Li Zhujun said, "Senior brother..."

Fusu waved his hand: "Don't say anymore, there's always a way to solve this."

He didn't care that his fate had been changed, nor did he care that Ye Buxin took the initiative to act.

Li Zhujun's smile cracked slightly; he hadn't expected Fusu to be so tolerant.

Throughout history, disciples of the Guigu School have always fought amongst themselves, from Sun Bin and Pang Juan to Su Qin and Zhang Yi, without exception.

He couldn't understand why he couldn't bring himself to harm Ye Buxin.

That woman was incredibly arrogant, her ambitions were sky-high. Fusu saw her fate clearly, so why wouldn't he agree...?

Li Zhujun suppressed her gloomy thoughts, bowed, and left.

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The night was deep, and the capital was shrouded in a quiet and solemn atmosphere.

The streets, once bustling with activity, have been replaced by a heavy guard of security. The royal capital's magical artifacts have already been activated, and the entire city is shrouded in their afterglow.

The sparrow flapped its wings and flew with all its might toward the weakest point of the magical artifact.

As it flew over that familiar street, a sudden burst of light struck. The sparrow transformed into human form, blocked the light, and landed on the street.

It was Yang Pingsheng.

He was dressed in black, watching the people gradually surrounding him.

The crowd parted to make way, and Zhou Jinyu walked over step by step and stood in front of Yang Pingsheng.

"Junior brother, it's getting late." She gently advised, "The capital is under martial law, go back and rest."

The night was shrouded in heavy fog, and Yang Pingsheng's body was filled with surging spiritual energy, carrying a murky, earthy quality.

He said, "Senior sister, don't stop me."

These words made Zhou Jinyu tremble all over: "Junior brother, was everything I said to you that day a waste of time? I advised you, and your senior brother advised you, so why are you still so stubborn? Is your confidant more important, or your ambition?"

Yang Pingsheng looked confused for a moment, but quickly became determined: "She can fulfill my ambition."

"To pin your ambitions on a madman?"

"She wouldn't lie to me."

How do you know?

"She said she'll only be the one with the sword, she..."

"You'd rather believe her than me and Senior Brother!" Zhou Jinyu could no longer contain herself and said angrily, "She's already made her move today!"

Yang Pingsheng sighed: "Senior sister, this is a trap."

"If you have no ulterior motives, how could you get involved?" Zhou Jinyu rebuked angrily. "Pingsheng, you've misjudged her. She's not the one who's only interested in the sword. She won't be content with just the sword!"

She strode forward, stood in front of Yang Pingsheng, and said, "I won't stop you. Go if you want to. But I hope you can do that one thing."

Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "I won't do that."

“If you don’t do it, you’ll regret it.” Zhou Jinyu’s eyes were full of disappointment. “Ping Sheng, it was she who killed Wu Yun.”

She shoved the magical artifact into his hand: "Kill her, and you'll have a chance in this life."

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Inside a cave where a protective array had been set up, Ye Bu was going mad with grief.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

She roared in anger, the discomfort caused by the forced change of her fate making her want to tear herself apart.

At this most dangerous time, she had no way to contact anyone. She had no parents, no friends, no lover, and she couldn't even trust her subordinates.

The chaotic darkness continued to engulf her, causing her to break down emotionally.

"Am I going to die here?" That was her first thought.

"How can I die here?!" That was her second thought.

Now that things have come to this, how could she not understand that she had been schemed against? There were many people who schemed against her, including Li Zhujun, Zhou Jinyu, Nangong Qingyang who controlled fate, and... her master.

She recalled their first meeting and her conversation with Guiguzi Wang Xu.

Beneath the cascading waterfall, a blurry figure spoke to her:

“Ye Buxin, you are different from others. Others can freely choose their own path, but you are different. I will only give you two paths.”

"The first path is the path of the king. I want you to become the king of heaven, to realize the great ambition in your heart, and to stand tall above the heavenly way."

"The second path is to assist a ruler. I want you to abandon your own ambitions, restrain your aspirations, find the wise ruler you believe in, and use all your abilities to assist him."

"You choose, and I will decide on your course after you've made your selection."

At that time, Ye Buxin did not take Guiguzi's words to heart at all, thinking that the other party just wanted to see her choice. Little did she know that it was actually a secluded place set up by the other party.

When she made her choice, she had already fallen into a secluded place.

"You've chosen the path of the king, haven't you?"

"This is a lonely road, a road that no one has ever walked. Our human race has existed for many years, and no one has ever wanted to become the Heavenly Dao. All we can do is influence the Heavenly Dao."

"The Way of Heaven is impartial, selfless, and devoid of love. To become the King of Heaven, one must emulate the laws of the Way of Heaven."

"Ye Buxin, this is a lonely road."

"Since you've made the choice, don't regret it."

boom!

In silent agony, her body was constantly being transformed, which led to a dramatic change in her destiny and fate.

She was in so much pain that she almost fainted. Her soul was not as strong as Yang Pingsheng's, so her willpower was not able to withstand the pain.

With a thud, she fell to the ground.

"My whole life, my whole life..."

Her last remaining willpower was to keep calling out that person's name.

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An explosion suddenly erupted from the silent mountain gate.

Ye Buxin lay on the bed, enveloped by layers of healing attacks.

She turned to look at Yang Pingsheng, who was cleaning up the mess, and said, "You came right after the explosion, to spy on me?"

Yang Pingsheng sneered: "I live right next to you, why would I need to monitor you?"

"Hehe, even if you don't come, I'll be fine. It's just that the experiment failed."

"Stop being stubborn, just lie down and relax."

Then, the two fell silent.

After a long while, Ye Buxin finally spoke, managing to squeeze out the word "thank you".

Yang Pingsheng replied that it was nothing, and then said, "Be more careful next time. What will you do if I'm not around?"

Ye Buxin sneered: "What else can we do but clean it up ourselves?"

"Clean it up yourself? With your body, crippled by this ingenious method?"

"You're being long-winded; it's not like the disease can't be cured."

"I know how delicate you are. Without me, you'd probably cry from the pain right there."

"Do you think I'm one of those useless princesses from Chu? Don't underestimate me, Yang Pingsheng."

"Then I won't come next time."

"you dare?"