The improved female villains regained their memories.

So what is it?

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After the fall of the Chu state, the remaining forces of the Yan state did not last long either.

Wang Jingxing and his senior sister traveled thousands of miles from south to north, but there was nothing they could do.

The Mohist school is now just like the Yan state, barely clinging to life.

The Qin state heavily relied on Legalism, and the Mohist strongholds within Qin had long been hidden in the shadows. Now, with only the Qi state remaining, nothing could stop Qin's momentum to unify the world.

When they were traveling from Liaodong to Qi, they received news of Qin's attack on Qi.

The Qin state's attack was sudden. After destroying the Yan state, it turned its attention to the Qi state, catching Qi off guard. The war triggered by the magic of immortals swept across the land once again, and all the creatures involved were wailing in agony.

They had just reached the border when they received news that the leader had been killed in battle.

The tide had turned; neither the Mohists nor the State of Qi could reverse the tide.

Morality could not stop Qin's ambition to dominate the world; it was determined to unify the country.

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On the night she received the news of the giant's death, her senior sister dressed neatly and called Wang Jingxing to her room.

"I can't accompany you on the road ahead," the senior sister said. "Actually, I'm an orphan just like you. I was adopted by the Grand Master. They say that the debt of gratitude for raising someone is the hardest to repay. Now that he's dead, I can't live on like this."

She laughed: "Jingxing, today, I too will die for the principles I hold dear."

Wang Jingxing panicked and grabbed his senior sister: "Senior sister, why are you doing this? Does the fact that the Grand Master died in battle mean you have to die with him? What kind of logic is this?!"

In her view, her senior brother had at least died in battle, while her senior sister had only received a message; did she have to die with him?

This is neither fair nor worthwhile. My senior sister was a very good person; she shouldn't have died for something like this.

“Jingxing, I know my abilities, and I know even more why the Grand Master trained me.” She smiled faintly: “To me, the Mohist School is my home, and the Grand Master is my family. Now my family is gone, and my home is about to fall apart. My abilities are limited, and I cannot rebuild it. All I can do is uphold my integrity for it.”

Wang Jingxing couldn't hold back his tears: "But, Senior Sister, if you die so quietly, who will know? It's not worth dying like this!"

Her senior sister reached out and wiped away her tears: "To die for the principles in one's heart is worth it no matter what."

She laughed and said, "Besides, how could I not know? Don't you know? If my death can help you find your chivalry, then my death will not have been in vain."

"Senior Sister!"

“Jingxing, don’t cry. You should be happy for me, because I also died for righteousness.”

That day, my senior sister committed suicide.

Carrying a bundle and wearing clothes made for her by her senior sister, Wang Jingxing walked aimlessly towards the State of Qi.

why?

Why would they do that?

Is morality really that important? Is it really that important to know what kind of hero you are?

"He could have survived, he clearly could have survived."

While you're alive, you still have a chance; when you're dead, you really have nothing left.

Why did they die?

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In the Mohist school, Wang Jingxing had already lost everything.

Fortunately, she still has her master.

She would give anything for her master.

There was a time when she wondered if her master was her moral compass, because she felt she could die for him.

She thought this, but the anger inside her kept reminding her that it wasn't like that.

She shouldn't be like this.

But what should she do?

Does someone like her really deserve to have a moral code and be a knight-errant?

What exactly is a hero?

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"Ye Buxin!!"

The roar echoed in the cave.

The blade's light pierced through layers of pressure, and a flash of sword light swept past, completely dispelling Ye Buxin's oppressive aura.

She widened her eyes slightly as she watched the green hair fall in front of her.

"An extraordinary magical artifact, it's actually linked to your own will. Could it be that the prototype you created this artifact is the Sword Soul Heart? The moment you made up your mind to kill me, its power actually increased again."

Even someone as proud as Ye Buxin had to praise him: "Wang Jingxing, it would be such a pity if someone like you died. I forgive your recklessness and will give you another chance to join me."

"hehe."

Wang Jingxing gripped the sword hilt tightly, his entire body radiating spiritual light, like the sun illuminating the dark cave.

"You're right. Maybe I really am just Nangong Qingyang's dog. I do whatever she says."

"But I'm telling you, she explicitly told me not to act impulsively, not to be discovered by you, not to fight you, and to run away if I was exposed."

"But now, I don't want to run, because I have a reason to fight."

Wang Jingxing roared, "Ye Buxin, a person like you, who has no reverence for life, for humanity, or for the Way of Heaven, will surely become a great scourge to the world in the future. You will be the greatest demon to destroy the world, and you will make it impossible for anyone in the world to live in peace."

"You are the greatest scourge of the world!"

“I absolutely cannot let you continue to grow. Right now, at this very moment, I will kill this inhuman, demonic thing right here.”

"To rid the world of this scourge, that is my reason for drawing my sword against you!"

"This is my duty!!"

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My name is Wang Jingxing.

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

I know that Li Si was the culprit back then, and I know that he was very ambitious and raised many assassins like my brother.

I know that Nangong Qingyang has been using me all along, I know that she probably doesn't care much about me, and I know that she likes her younger sister more than me.

I know that Qi Pengju is somewhat eccentric, that she has an illness I don't know about, that she cares about her master a lot, and that she doesn't like me.

I know that Li Zhujun is my brother, I know that he seems to care about me a lot, and I know that Master wants to use me to control Li Zhujun.

I know that Yang Pingsheng and Ye Buxin have a good relationship, I know that Yang Pingsheng seems to want me to reconcile with my brother, and I know that Yang Pingsheng doesn't like Zhou Jinyu.

I know that Zhou Jinyu cares about Yang Pingsheng, and I know that Zhou Jinyu is willing to go against others for Yang Pingsheng. I know that Master used this to change the course of her fate.

I know that Fusu is my master's greatest enemy, that the Ghost Valley Sect is a headache for my master, and that Fusu and his group are members of the Ghost Valley Sect.

I know that Master and Li Si are cooperating, that they are trying to gain the support of the Heavenly Guardian Sect, and that Master also plans to get rid of Li Si.

I know the truth about Ye Buxin's bloodline, I know that Baiyue, this place that even my master finds trouble, was set up by her, I know her true colors, and I know that she will definitely become a great threat to the world in the future.

I know I am a weak person, I know I am a pawn being used, and I know I should not and do not deserve to be a knight-errant.

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, Wang Jingxing's path.

Chapter 633 The Villain

Green flashes, withering all around.

That sword was indeed no ordinary item. Even with Ye Buxin's discerning eye, he couldn't discern the true mystery of this magical artifact.

After Wang Jingxing made up his mind to kill himself, the sword's power continued to increase, and even the now-modified Ye Buxin dared not face its sharpness directly.

"What a fine way to rid the world of evil! Well, you're not Yang Pingsheng after all, so you can't understand me."

She opened her palm to Wang Jingxing: "This is what stupidity is. When you see something you can't understand, you instinctively want to destroy it. It seems I overestimated you. Wang Jingxing, you deserve to die too."

Green hues clashed with the sword's edge.

A blur of afterimages and flashes of light—Wang Jingxing moved swiftly, his sword strikes both fierce and precise, yet he could not get close to Ye Buxin.

The immense spiritual energy was compressed around her, and dissipated the moment the sword light struck.

She was completely covered in green, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

She heard the monster say, "I won't let you die so easily, Wang Jingxing. If it weren't for your stupidity, how could my confidant have been injured because of you? You deserve to die."

She heard another voice say, "Junior Sister, don't get so angry."

She saw the figure suddenly appear, dispersing all the green and blocking her way.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to her childhood, to that courtyard, and to the back of that familiar figure.

It turns out, she had never forgotten.

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why?

A pain shot through her body, and she mechanically looked up at those smiling, squinting eyes.

The cold light penetrated her abdomen, and all the heat in her body was being lost. She felt that death had chosen her.

The figure held her in his arms, a devilish smile on his face.

"You have to die, sister."

"If you don't die, I will die, but I don't want to die, so only you can die."