The improved female villains regained their memories.

This is why Princess Wang cherished her friendship with that woman.

But it could see clearly that the woman approached with a purpose, and if it could figure that out, then the princess certainly could too.

She didn't expose it, even if it was fake, and she enjoyed it.

Although it wanted to take the other party's possession, even it couldn't bear to see such humility.

That night, when Princess Wang returned, the two ate dinner as usual. Then it said, "If you're really bored, come find me."

Princess Wang looked up, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Aren't you busy anymore?"

It said, "I'm not busy anymore."

Princess Wang examined it repeatedly, and seeing that it had no other reaction, she narrowed her eyes into crescents and smiled, saying, "Alright."

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Soul, body, memory, but the most important thing is actually the elimination of consciousness.

In order to understand the princess's consciousness, it sneaked into her dream while she was asleep.

That was a very, very high mountain.

Princess Wang stood motionless atop the high mountain.

Her consciousness stood there blankly, unresponsive to any stimulation.

The mountain was cold, and she was all alone in the mist.

It took one last look and then left.

In the palace, the princess lay on the bed, her brows furrowed, huddled up in bed.

It covered her with the blanket, then turned and left.

The shared essence led to the same consciousness, and it realized that it was truly no different from the princess.

Its consciousness is the same as the princess's consciousness.

Perhaps they never actually banned it.

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Princess Wang celebrates her birthday alone every year.

She rarely saw her father, her mother was distant, and she didn't want to live with the servants, so she spent every year alone.

Later, it was born, and so every year on her birthday, it became a day for it and her to spend together.

This year, it suggested to her, "For our birthdays this year, I'd like to try cooking."

Princess Wang looked at it with some surprise: "I can actually cook!?"

It didn't bother to reply and went straight to the point: "What do you want to eat?"

Wang Ji replied with a smile, "You are me, so you must know what I want to eat."

The two said in unison, "I want to eat dog meat soup!" "It's not dog meat soup, is it?"

Both of them fell silent.

After a while, it spoke: "Okay, I'll do it."

Princess Wang clapped her hands, her eyes shining with anticipation: "Great! I'm really looking forward to it!"

She laughed and said, "I never liked celebrating my birthday before, but if you say that this year, I might really like it."

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That year, that day, was the princess's birthday.

A bowl of dog meat soup—all ambitions, at this moment, become reality.

It stood there, watching the princess eat the bowl of dog meat soup bit by bit.

It asked, "Is it delicious?"

Wang Ji smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's delicious."

It nodded in agreement, saying, "If it tastes good, then it's good."

The next second, Wang Ji's body froze on the spot.

She swayed from side to side, barely managing to stay upright, and looked like she was about to fall.

A cold glint flashed past, and before she could see it clearly, it pierced into her body.

She raised her hand tremblingly, and it quickly grasped it.

The spirit fire flickered, and the two shadows overlapped.

It whispered to the princess, "Happy birthday."

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That year, it was also winter.

The sacred fire burned fiercely, igniting the main hall.

"Destiny is like the heart; to control my heart is to control my destiny."

"The hearts of the masses are treacherous, but in this world, only I can manipulate people's hearts and twist fate."

"From now on, my name will be Ye Buxin."

She murmured, her shadow stretching long and disappearing into the shadows.

From then on, there was no more princess, and her name became the deepest taboo.

Of all the people in this world, only Ye Buxin survived.

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The golden threads trembled, a chill rose, and the fallen corpse inexplicably burst into flames before slowly dissipating.

"The ninth-grade magic artifact, the Black and White Chaos Chess, my master really went to great lengths to kill me."

The sword pierced through the blurry figure's body, emerging from the front, and dripped blood onto the golden threads, making a "drip-drip" sound.

His jet-black hair had turned completely green, and the burning spiritual energy seemed to distort space. Ye Buxin stood behind the blurry figure, her hand gently resting on his shoulder.

The golden threads shattered layer by layer. In order to kill her, Guiguzi not only used the black and white Chaos Chess, but also the power of fate, trying to start from her past memories and change and distort her destiny.

"Sigh..." she sighed softly, unsure whether she was thinking of the princess or herself.

"Disciple, see your master off on his journey."

The green light engulfed everything, and a large hole appeared in the chest of the blurry figure.

"Master, may you rest in peace."

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The blurry figure paused, startled.

After a long while, he smiled: "You've really graduated. You've just awakened a celestial artifact and you can already use it in combination, even deceiving fate. I knew I wasn't wrong, you really have potential."

"Thank you for the praise, Master." Ye Buxin nodded with a smile, and his sword flashed again, about to obliterate the blurry figure.

"I've left the Fate Bureau to you. It's over there on the back mountain. Go get it yourself." The blurry figure continued, "You can already take that path."

But then he changed the subject: "What about Yang Pingsheng? What do you plan to do?"

Ye Bu thought to himself, "He will support me. After all, he is my confidant. No matter how angry he is about my behavior, he will support me in the end."

The blurry figure nodded: "Very good, Ye Buxin. I hope you reach the end of this road. Since you have made the choice, do not regret it and do not look back."

The light of annihilation shattered him, and as his blurry figure dissipated, it left Ye Buxin with a final message.

"He's already here."

Ye Buxin paused.

She quickly extended her senses and discovered that during the fight, the blurry figure had not only tried to distort her with fate but also blocked her senses.

"Damn old man, still making so many troubles even when he's about to die."

She lowered her sword, her eyes blazing with fury.

She snapped her fingers, and thousands of green lights shot into the sky. Countless avatars rushed into the center of the valley, wantonly slaughtering the spirit beasts and disciples of the Ghost Valley Sect.

In an instant, blood stained the Ghost Valley Gate.

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Yang Pingsheng did indeed arrive.

He recalled Ye Buxin's actions and, after getting rid of those avatars, decisively used spatial teleportation.

However, he was still a step too late.

He stood at the bottom of the steps, looked up, and saw the green figure holding a sword standing on the high place.

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Why have we come to this point?

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"Pingsheng," she whispered in Yang Pingsheng's ear, "I'm a monster. Will you regret becoming my confidant?"

They were in a dimly lit room when she suddenly leaned closer, her movements unusually lively, like a nervous little girl.

“I am a monster, and I killed the one who created me.”

Will you hate me?

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The monster's eyes were beautiful, as if they could devour everything.

She whispers her secrets to you, no matter how terrifying they may be; they are her everything.

Chapter 648 That Person as Bright as the Moon and Gentle Breeze

We made a vow of life and death, to be together forever. I will hold your hand and grow old with you.