The improved female villains regained their memories.

Yes, she planned to ascend with Yang Pingsheng, transcending time, the Heavenly Dao, and the Great Void, to become an eternal and immortal being. They would be eternal confidants, and such arguments and quarrels would be nothing more than insignificant ripples in their long future together.

But she was wrong.

Blood spread across the ground, and the wind that had subsided rose again, scattering their dreams for the future and their destinies.

Her pupils dilated suddenly, and she looked down in disbelief.

The knife, the knife she had given to Yang Pingsheng, pierced through her body.

The wind, carrying the stench of blood, heads towards an unknown fate.

Yang Pingsheng, who was lying in a pool of blood, who should have been healed and forgiven by her, actually turned into earth-yellow energy and dissipated.

That was actually just an incarnation.

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"You've used the Dharmakaya and the outer body quite well. If you had been a little more precise, I might not have been able to tell the difference."

Where did they slip up this time?

“Eyes, I can tell this isn’t you just by looking into your eyes.”

"Then you really know me well."

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She may never have known him at all.

Those eyes, those eyes she knew best, those eyes she should have recognized... why have they become so weathered, so weary?

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

That heart, transformed into a human, experienced sadness, loss, tearing, and collapse for the first time. The pain in her abdomen plunged her into chaos, engulfing her in an abyss.

At that moment, she understood that they were no longer true friends; no true friend would want their true friend to die.

Yang Pingsheng wasn't just venting; he genuinely wanted to kill her.

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Was it all fake? My life.

Tell me, was everything before a lie?

I am a monster, a monster that devours everything.

My only emotion is for you.

But why are you treating me like this? Aren't we close friends? Were all the things you said before false?

Answer me, about my life.

Answer me, what has happened in my life?

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"I truly considered you a close friend."

“What I said wasn’t a lie. I believe that only you can end this era and liberate this world full of shackles.”

"You say I am the only place where your emotions reside, but aren't you also the place where I sacrifice all my emotions?"

"I really cherish your feelings for me, even if you were a monster, I wouldn't mind."

"But, Bu Xin."

The knife pierced through forcefully, splattering blood.

Blood engulfed everything, and the heart disguised as a human was brutally torn apart.

Yang Pingsheng's eyes were red, and his lips were bleeding from being bitten.

"Even if it is you, I will not let go of those who claim to liberate but actually shackle the world."

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"I'm very worried about you."

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"If I were to die this time..."

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"Our lifelong ideal, remember our ideal!"

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"You idiot...you actually used a forbidden killing technique, you bastard..."

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"I just feel that it's nice to be able to see the world with you."

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"You can give me a little more trust."

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"Strolling around the capital late at night is really boring, but I like it."

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"Your weapons always break easily. This sword is a magical artifact I made, called the Tiger Roar Sword. I'm giving it to you."

"This Dragon Roar Sword is mine. Dragons fly in the sky and tigers run on the ground. From now on, with the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers, my life is in your hands.

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The formation set up here has once again proven its effectiveness.

It suddenly changed tactics, restricting Ye Buxin and preventing her from using any killing moves or clever techniques.

Meanwhile, all of Ye Buxin's avatars, which Yang Pingsheng had spent a great deal of time marking, suddenly died.

The power of space distorted everything, securing victory. Everything that was once familiar became an accomplice in killing Ye Buxin.

"Yang Pingsheng... I hate you... Yang Pingsheng, I will never forgive you, I..."

Ye Buxin's mouth was half open, her face streaked with tears, and she gradually stopped breathing.

Yang Pingsheng closed his eyes.

He used her knife to shatter her heart.

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I once played the piano and danced with you.

I once shared my aspirations, and they resonated with you.

We know each other and are friends; we will never be apart.

I consider you my confidant.

I see you as two wings.

I have no relatives, no love, you are my only emotion.

I am the killing blade, you are the gentleman's sword.

I consider myself evil, yet I willingly elevate you to the status of righteous.

The world is bustling, all for profit; the world is in turmoil, all for gain. I walk hand in hand with you to see the world, and have never doubted you in the slightest.

Your graceful sword dance is a dream I cannot wake from.

Why is Bu Xin like this?

Why is Bu Xin like this?!

"If one day you become my enemy, I will show no mercy."

"Me too."

"Because our paths diverge..."

"We cannot work together."

Chapter 652 I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you

"Pingsheng, now that you know my true identity, are you going to attack me?" Ye Buxin asked on the night of the confession.

"Of course not." Yang Pingsheng shook his head.

The light was dim, the night was deep, and her face was hidden in shadow, but he could sense her joy.

“Yes, this is a soulmate, this is the kind of relationship I’ve been searching for!” she said, though she tried her best to hide it, Yang Pingsheng could still hear the excitement in her voice. “This is trust, this is entrustment, this is the purest and noblest kind of relationship!”

Yang Pingsheng didn't speak. He was also very happy. For him, who originally had nothing, such feelings were precious. Like Ye Buxin, he could feel the sincerity in these feelings. He had no relatives, no friends, no lover. What could fill his empty heart better than a confidant?

He craved affection so much, like a person in a drought desperately needing water, even if that water contained deadly poison.

How could he not know the risks of becoming friends with a monster?

But how could the girl in front of you be a monster? Although she is stubborn and proud, you are all she cares about. She doesn't allow you to enter her room casually, but she will leave the right to open the door to you alone. She will share many things with you, without any reservations, and she will also open her arms to listen to your troubles. She is like another you. The whole world may betray you, but she will not.

How could such a good person be a monster? How could he possibly hurt her?

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The air was thick with the smoke of gunpowder, like a heavy veil of sorrow.

The earth was torn open with enormous ravines, like painful wounds, bottomless, from which darkness lurked. The sky was no longer azure; it was covered with dense, broken clouds, like an inkwell stirred up by a giant hand, chaotic and oppressive.

Yang Pingsheng held Ye Buxin's body, reached out, and closed her eyes.

He knew her too well. In order to kill her, he spent so much time traveling all over the world using spatial perception, marking every one of her incarnations, tampering with the formations, and even modifying the knife to make it similar to Wang Jingxing's magic weapon, capable of obliterating a person's soul.

He could see clearly that the princess's soul, which Ye Buxin had been parasitizing, had dissipated; she was indeed dead, and the princess could now rest in peace.

Goodbye, Buxin.

The words drifted in the wind; the collapsed boulders, broken trees, and still-burning ruins silently recounted the ferocity of the battle that had just taken place. A gentle breeze stirred up a cloud of dust, as if mourning the dead.