The improved female villains regained their memories.

In this chaotic era, there were too many people with supernatural abilities, and she was terrified of being captured, becoming someone's sacrifice, or someone's slave. So she tried her best to disguise herself as a man and stayed away from towns and sects.

She thought someone would harm her, but she was overthinking it. No one would bother with a nobody like her; there were plenty of people in this world who were about to die.

She was filthy from head to toe, had skin problems, and smelled terrible; even beggars didn't want to get close to her.

It was at this time that she met her master.

She had no relation to her master, yet he saved her, provided her with food, clothing, and medical treatment.

When she looked at herself in the mirror, she almost didn't recognize herself.

The master placed the mirror in her hand and told her not to forget what she looked like after her rebirth. She pinched her cheek and smiled foolishly after realizing it wasn't a dream.

It turns out there are such good people in the world.

Her master took her in, taught her to read, gave her a name, and gave her a new life.

From then on, the girl had a name: Wang Jingxing.

Her brother pushed her into the abyss of destruction, but her master pulled her out of it.

To her, her master was the best person in the world.

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My master is very mysterious.

After healing her, the master found her a place to live and told her that from now on, this would be where they would live.

She forbade her to go out, but she herself often left during the day and only returned at night.

She didn't mind at all; although this kind of life was boring, it was better than being a wanderer. So she would do her best to complete the assignments given by her master.

One evening, her master was standing in the courtyard sighing. She noticed that her master was troubled, so she tugged at her hand and asked, "Master, is something bothering you? Can I help you solve it?"

Her master was initially reluctant to tell her, but she kept pestering her, and finally her master told her that she needed a trustworthy person to infiltrate the Mo family, gather intelligence on the Mo family, and influence the Mo family's actions at crucial moments.

“Master, leave it to me. Don’t worry, I will definitely complete it!” she said without hesitation.

The master smiled and patted her head: "This mission tests trust. The Mohist philosophy is very persuasive; many who enter it are brainwashed and side with the Mohists, so you..."

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely complete it!"

She said without hesitation, "I will not favor the Mohists, I will not favor anyone else, I will only favor you!"

"I will draw my sword only for you!"

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Clang——

The sword blade was drawn, and its spiritual light illuminated the cave.

Wang Jingxing pointed his sword at Ye Buxin and said coldly, "Let her go."

Ye Buxin chuckled lightly, completely ignoring Wang Jingxing's drawing of his sword, and slowly said, "Wang Jingxing, I sense your anger, but before you attack me, I want to ask you..."

"Didn't you say you only drew your sword for Nangong Qingyang? What do you mean by drawing your sword now? Are you drawing it for the woman at my feet?"

Wang Jingxing was horrified: "You read my memories? When?!"

Ye Buxin grinned, finally no longer suppressing his laughter, and laughed unrestrainedly.

"Although I utterly despise those idiots who only know how to use their talents, I sometimes think that if I had a suitable talent instead of this damn bloodline, I might have gone faster and higher."

"Fusu's talent is really perfect for me."

"Although I could also figure out the essence and the errors in the information, that would undoubtedly take time. But Fusu's talent has helped me skip that process. I see things more clearly now than ever before!"

"With such talent, if I can solve the problems of [Life], [Destiny], [Creation], [Yin and Yang], I might very well become the Heavenly Dao!"

Wang Jingxing was stunned for a moment, never expecting that the woman in front of him would have such a terrifying idea.

Even the First Emperor only wanted to unify the world, but the woman before him wanted to become the Heavenly Dao.

This man is a madman.

"You think I'm crazy? Ha, you're right. After all, you're not my life partner. If he were here, he would definitely support me."

The next moment, the demon race's emblem appeared on Ye Buxin's skin.

The green energy spread across her body, turning her black hair completely green, and she exuded demonic energy, like an ancient demon reincarnated.

"Look, Wang Jingxing, this is my achievement. I have successfully transformed myself. With the help of Fusu's talent, I have finally seen through my own true nature. Do you think I still need these people? No, I don't need them anymore!"

“I can devour the fragments of Xiangliu’s soul and evolve into a higher life form.”

"Wang Jingxing, think about it. Since I can shape myself, I can also reshape the human race, reshape human life, and perhaps even develop our human race's supernatural powers. This world will be transformed by me, and all human life will evolve. In that case, what difference will there be between me and the Heavenly Dao?"

She slowly rose into the air, her eyes revealing boundless pressure.

The witch gods beside them removed their masks and obediently knelt on the ground. Their faces were sewn with the skins of various monsters, and occasionally a faint demonic aura emanated from them. This was clearly Ye Buxin's handiwork as well.

Under such pressure, Wang Jingxing was unable to resist and knelt on the ground with a thud.

She finally understood what Ye Buxin had been doing for so long.

She had obviously been conducting this experiment for a long time, but after obtaining Fusu's talent, she perfected the final stage. Her previous results should have been like those of the witch gods, only a preliminary fusion, using a little bit of demonic energy. But now, Ye Buxin has fused with demonic energy and truly completed the life advancement.

Humans cannot use demonic energy, and demons cannot use spiritual energy; this is a rule ordained by Heaven.

But Ye Buxin broke this rule and took the first step.

The light from the wall behind her was completely absorbed into her green hair, and the figure behind her transformed into nine heads, with green hair flying like burning flames.

All the ordinary people inside the cave fainted, including the woman below.

Ye Buxin extended his hand to Wang Jingxing: "Wang Jingxing, although you stumbled upon my plan and even punched Yang Pingsheng, to be honest, I admire you. Nangong Qingyang is not a wise ruler; she is a despicable woman. Instead of following her, you should join me."

Wang Jingxing was breathing heavily.

The pressure was terrifying. Ye Buxin seemed to be intentionally controlling the pressure, releasing it all at her alone. As the pressure increased, the pressure on her grew, and her protective magic artifacts heated up continuously, with some of them even shattering.

She trembled as she forced herself to stand up, pointing her sword at Ye Buxin.

Ye Buxin asked, "Why are you pointing your sword at me? If you care about these people, I can let them go. Anyway, my research has been successful, and they are no longer of any use to me."

Wang Jingxing did not answer.

All the magical artifacts on her body were activated, and spiritual energy erupted layer by layer to resist the pressure of demonic energy.

Ye Buxin frowned: "Wang Jingxing, what are you fighting for?"

She had already agreed to release him, so even if Wang Jingxing didn't want to join her, he shouldn't have such a strong fighting spirit.

What she should be doing now is trying to escape and pass on information to Nangong Qingyang.

"cough......."

Wang Jingxing coughed up blood because he was resisting the pressure.

But her hand holding the sword did not tremble at all; it remained firmly in her grasp.

She heard Ye Buxin's question, and in that instant, she seemed to see her senior sister from the Mo family in a daze.

She asked, "So, Jingxing, what do you think a chivalrous person is?"

Chapter 632 Hero

My heart is not a mirror, it cannot be swallowed. I have brothers, but I cannot rely on them. I went to complain, but encountered their anger.

My heart is not a stone, it cannot be turned. My heart is not a mat, it cannot be rolled up. Its dignified bearing is unyielding, it cannot be chosen. — *The Cypress Boat*, *Airs of Bei*

Ye Buxin asked, "Wang Jingxing, what are you fighting for?"

“I can feel your anger, and your anger made you draw your sword against me, but I don’t understand why you are angry.”

"Is it because you think I trampled on these people's lives, or because you think I insulted the essence of life?"

"Hehehe, forget it, Wang Jingxing. I see your true nature very clearly. You are cowardly and weak at heart. A little bit of affection can make you give up everything. You are like those who have never seen the light. When you see a little light, you desperately crave it."

"In the end, you're nothing more than a dog adopted by Nangong Qingyang, and a dog that will fawn over him for even the smallest scraps."

“I am not like Nangong Qingyang. If you want light, I will give you light. If you want these people to live, I can make them live.”

"Wang Jingxing, compared to Nangong Qingyang, I am the one who deserves your loyalty."

"Put down your sword; you have no reason to fight me."

The pressure increased.

The bones in his body creaked and groaned, as if they were about to break at any moment.

The fear brought by the green color weighed heavily on her heart, and the hairs on her back reminded her that the person in front of her was a real monster.

But Wang Jingxing showed no sign of giving up.

Because she was also a knight-errant of the Mohist school.

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Joining the Mo family was far from as smooth as she had imagined.

The Mohist school was a mixed bag, with people in different strongholds having different intentions. She first found the Mohist school in the capital of Chu, but the people there looked down on her because she was a beggar. They gave her some money and told her to leave, without even testing her talent.

She had no choice but to think of other solutions.

Her master told her that although the Mohists had different ideas, they had one thing in common: wherever there was injustice, the Mohists would appear.

Because these people call themselves knights-errant.

Corrupt officials, kings and generals, bandits, villains, hooligans... wherever these people appear, the chivalrous figures of the Mohist school will also appear.

So Wang Jingxing made a point of inquiring about injustices, and wherever there was injustice, she would go there.

To her disappointment, there were many injustices and very few members of the Mohist school. She witnessed many things—villains who wreaked havoc on the countryside, bandits who burned, killed, and looted, and nobles who leeched off the people. In this chaotic world, such things were common. She saw these things but did not see any chivalrous Mohist warriors.

The Mohists in their stronghold showed no intention of coming out; they were only concerned with the important matter of Qin's conquest of the six states and had no time for such trivial matters.

As Wang Jingxing watched these events unfold, an unnamed rage gradually rose within him.

She intervened when a wealthy man's son and his men tried to forcibly seize a little girl.

The magical artifact he created severed the opponent's head. Before he could even unleash his full array of magical abilities, his head flew high into the air, and he died instantly.

So this is what killing feels like.