The improved female villains regained their memories.

He heard her sorrowful cry: "Where are you going? Xiang Ju, are you leaving me? Are you going there alone? Are you going to leave your sister to face this alone?"

His heart trembled as he listened, but he didn't stop walking.

He didn't want to, yes, he really didn't want to, but he couldn't stop, precisely because he didn't want to, that's why he couldn't stop.

He turned his head slightly and saw her standing in the light, crying uncontrollably. In his heart, his elder sister was so noble and pure, how could she cry so sadly?

He instinctively lifted his leg to walk towards her, but was grabbed by a hand that reached out from the darkness and dragged into the darkness.

He saw his older sister getting further and further away.

Was he wrong? He broke his sister's heart. She trusted him so much, yet he stubbornly chose this path.

But wasn't this her sister's wish? Wasn't she the one who initially chose him as a tool to shield her from death? Why is she sad about it now?

She should be happy, she should be smiling.

National hatred, family feuds, divine retribution—these things are too great for my sister to bear. For her, smaller things are the best.

It would be good if only he could sleep with sin and darkness, while his sister could live openly in the sunlight and lead an ordinary life.

That's good enough.

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The execution formation has been activated.

Bones, blood, spiritual veins—everything was creaking and groaning.

The phoenix pattern was forced to activate, but the phoenix's cry was suppressed as soon as it rang out.

Qi Pengju's mouth was full of blood, but he laughed loudly, "Bring some more! Your formation isn't powerful enough, it can't kill me immediately, hahahahaha!"

He laughed loudly, his voice tinged with blood, making it particularly chilling.

"Not enough, more, more!" he shouted.

As the phoenix's cry faded, his spiritual veins completely broke, and his entire body was gushing blood. He saw snowflakes swirling in the sky, increasing in number and thickness, almost covering him completely.

"But... I still want to see you," he murmured.

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And so, God granted his wish.

The once quiet crowd suddenly rioted, and dozens of immortal experts rose up and attacked Yang Pingsheng's group.

The crowd suddenly became chaotic, the flashes of light intertwined, and the resulting storm destroyed the surrounding houses.

With a loud bang, the execution formation shattered.

He stared blankly as the familiar figure approached and embraced him.

He heard the voice from his dream come true, so clearly: "My sister has arrived."

How could she come? She shouldn't have come.

He stared blankly at the snow, which drifted down and covered their heads.

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Why didn't you shout?

"what?"

“I said, why don’t you bark? Just by barking like a dog a few times, you can avoid a beating. Isn’t that a good thing?”

"Confucius said, a true man should have backbone."

"What's the use of backbone if one day you lose your life?"

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"..."

"Just kidding, it's good that you have things you stand for."

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He sighed and said:

A thousand threads of love intertwine, grudges and hatred are unpredictable, the entanglement between the two is truly laughable. Love is like a knife, hatred like a tide, a good match misplaced, adding to the turmoil. Past tenderness has turned into regret. Kindness, too, is created; hatred, too, is created.

Once joyful and blissful, now filled with loathing and strife; who could have foreseen such love and hate? The pain is hard to bear, the longing hard to let go; yearning is further consumed by resentment and dislike. My heart is tormented, my soul withers in dreams. To be together is to collect a debt of sin; to be apart is to collect a debt of sin.

How can the fate of these two be explained simply by a tragic love affair?

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My name is Xiang Ju.

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

I know that the Xiang family is a prominent clan in the State of Chu. When a princess of Chu fled, the Xiang family was in charge of the matter. The Xiang family has important connections with the royal family of Chu, and the ingenious method they used was bestowed by the royal family.

I know that Wang Jingxing is in contact with my older sister, that my older sister went out every night to teach this girl, and that Wang Jingxing is a woman disguised as a man.

I know that Li Zhujun is Wang Jingxing's older brother, but I don't know why they separated, or how my sister found out about it.

I know that Yang Pingsheng and Ye Buxin have an ambiguous relationship, I know that the Guigu disciples are my elder sister's nemesis, and I know that these two are the most likely culprits.

I know that my sister took advantage of Zhou Jinyu's feelings for Yang Pingsheng, I know that Yang Pingsheng strongly dislikes Zhou Jinyu, and I know that Zhou Jinyu is a big problem for my sister.

I know that Fusu is my sister's greatest enemy, that Fusu has interfered with my sister's fate, and that the Guigu Sect is also engaged in internal strife.

I know that my elder sister is cooperating with Li Si, that she plans to control Huhai and eliminate Fusu, and that she has lost too much of her lifespan in terms of fate.

I know that Shi Zi wants to get rid of my sister, I know that my sister had another master before Shi Zi, and I know that my sister has a secret in her heart.

I know my sister wants to use me to shield her from death. I know that her closeness to me, her love and care for me are all to get me to willingly help her shield her from death. I know my sister is very timid and actually very afraid of death.

I know I am a crazy person, I know I deserve to be despised by the world, I know I have morbid desires, and I know I am unworthy of being human.

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, Xiang Ju's path.

Chapter 644 The Villain Named Ye Buxin

The north wind is chilling, the rain and snow are heavy. Kind and good to me, let us walk hand in hand. Is it false or true? So urgent! —"The North Wind" from the Book of Songs

When she woke up, the snow outside was falling heavily, and her head felt extremely heavy. Her junior sister was worriedly pulling her aside and told her that Qi Pengju had already launched an attack on the First Emperor's carriage without hesitation, and that the situation was irreversible and she could no longer stop him.

Nangong Qingyang's mind was in turmoil, and fate flashed in her eyes again; the deathly calamity destined for her was fading away.

Meanwhile, Qi Pengju's fate was gradually coming to an end.

At that moment, she suddenly panicked, and a surge of sorrow overwhelmed her.

She cast another divination, and the sixth line of the Great Exceeding hexagram indicated that Qi Pengju had no chance of survival.

The wind was biting cold, and she sat there blankly, thinking about many things.

The junior sister asked, "Master...Palace Master, shall we go back?"

She remained silent for a long time.

She only slowly got up when the red outside covered the white of the snow and the sun rose.

"Go back."

She said, "I have other things to do."

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She shouldn't have come; if she hadn't come, her years of planning could have been realized.

Zhou Jinyu was transferred by her, and thus was swallowed up by the chaotic fate. War broke out everywhere. The spark ignited by Qi Pengju gradually spread throughout the world, sounding the horn to destroy Qin. She only needed to stay in the capital obediently, fake her death to escape, and do nothing to achieve the result she wanted.

Even though Ye Buxin disrupted fate, she still had the upper hand.

The world is in chaos, the Qin state is in chaos, and fate is in chaos. Isn't this what Nangong Qingyang wanted to see? This despicable woman, the reason she approached Qi Pengju was simply to get him to help her save her life.

Now that this step is finally about to be taken, what has she to regret?

Yes, Nangong Qingyang, what are you regretting now?

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Whom are you regretting?

Do you regret Wang Jingxing's disappearance? Do you regret Qi Pengju's desperate act? Or do you regret your own actions?

You've done so much for this, why do you still regret it?

Now that those destined for calamity have become the world, and you yourself have escaped, shouldn't you feel fortunate?

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Snow covered her completely; she had finally arrived.

Her emotions surged so intensely that she didn't even have time to think things through.

It was only then that she realized she also had feelings.

Her emotions wavered, shaking her resolve, and she regretted it.

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The night she learned that Qi Pengju was going to be publicly executed, she also had a dream.

She dreamt that the child she had protected years ago was covered in blood and had fallen into boundless darkness.

She tried to reach out her hand, but was pulled back by another person—Wang Jingxing's hand.

"Master, why are you biased towards him?"

Then she heard a voice from the darkness: "Sister, should we believe her or me?"

Perhaps she made the wrong move from the very beginning in the game of fate.