The improved female villains regained their memories.

"I never thought your feelings were fake." He suddenly stood up, looking down at her. Perhaps Ye Buxin had pushed him too far, and at this moment, he also revealed his emotions.

This relationship was not a game, nor was it fake. He could feel Ye Buxin's sincerity. He felt it on the night she opened up to him, on the night she revealed her monster identity, and even on the night she was dying, when Ye Buxin told him that she really didn't intend to live.

Even though he has never felt such feelings in his life, he can still say with certainty that he does not think such feelings are fake. On the contrary, he will cherish this relationship.

If Ye Buxin is sincere, isn't Yang Pingsheng also sincere?

"You don't think it's fake, right?" Ye Buxin calmed down again.

When Yang Pingsheng's emotions erupted, she transformed into a slender river, soft and enduring.

"Since you believe it's true, then don't be upset about it," Ye Bu thought to himself.

Yang Pingsheng was stunned and remained silent for a long time.

Yes, he wasn't dazed; he was frustrated, frustrated that he could have done better, but he still ended up hurting her.

He was silent.

Ye Buxin reached out and cupped his face: "Don't let me shake your resolve. If our feelings are real, then you should understand that even without me, you must persevere."

He looked into the girl's eyes, into those eyes that held a sky full of stars.

He felt incredibly at peace.

“You’re right. If I stop just because you’re dead, how can I prove my feelings?” he muttered to himself.

He reached out and hugged the girl in front of him.

“Yes, Pingsheng, go boldly. If I blame you for going on alone, then I am not your confidant.” Ye Buxin also muttered to herself.

This was her true thought. If she were to die in the ambush, Yang Pingsheng would become depressed and unhappy, and she would regret it.

She hoped he could continue on this path; this was her wish as his confidant.

-------------

But she never imagined that someone she called a confidant would betray her and choose to walk away alone.

She wondered if Yang Pingsheng had ever regretted his actions while she was away. Or perhaps, like that night, felt a mix of bewilderment and remorse. But she was disappointed; Yang Pingsheng had nothing to say.

Even when faced with a name so similar to Bu Xin, there was none.

He brushed away the wind and rain from her body, sat down in front of her and said, "I told them before that I don't accept disciples, so there's no need to prove your sincerity like this. Your master and I have known each other for a long time. I've read his letter. You can rest here with me tonight, and tomorrow I'll have someone send you to the Ghost Valley Sect. There are suitable ones for you there."

As night deepened, he called out with a hint of hesitation, "Bu Xin."

She stared blankly at his face, trying to discern weariness, memories, or something concealing within it, but she saw nothing. His face, devoid of any emotion, was like a resilient mountain, making it difficult to see through and discern his hidden feelings.

She started to hate again; she couldn't help but hate.

She hated his cold-heartedness, for abandoning their past so easily; she hated his ruthlessness, for ignoring the fact that he had betrayed her. How could he so easily go about his own business and become the carefree leader of the Ghost Valley Sect?

He looked up slightly, and seeing that she didn't respond, asked indifferently, "Any more questions?"

She had rarely cried since birth, but a single sentence from him made her nose sting and her eyes redden. The man before her was truly ruthless; after killing his confidante, his heart would never stir with another ripple.

She sniffed, but considering the character she was supposed to play, she still asked timidly, "Am I not qualified?"

-------------

Outside, the wind and rain howled, but inside the room, he remained unusually silent.

His resolute gaze shifted slightly, not looking at the girl, but rather at a certain empty space.

"It's none of your business."

"What is that? If it's a problem with spiritual energy, I will try my best to find a solution. If it's because you think I lack talent, I will make up for it with hard work. I really want to become your disciple."

"I don't want to accept you. It has nothing to do with you. It's my own problem. I can't accept you."

"Why......"

She felt the grief surging even stronger, and the string of reason was on the verge of collapse.

"What did I do that you didn't like? I can change it. As long as you are willing to accept me, I can find a way to change my shortcomings."

As she spoke, she felt her pride shatter into pieces. This time, the proud and arrogant monster who looked down on the world truly bowed her head.

-------------

“I’ve never taken myself seriously, Bu Xin. The only person I care about is you.”

"Ye Buxin, the only person I've ever cared about is you."

-------------

He looked down at him, his cold eyes devoid of any emotion.

He could tear her heart apart again with just one sentence.

"It's because of your name. Your name reminds me of very bad memories, so I'm sorry."

-------------

She stared blankly at the man in front of her. So this is what true despair is: not being physically on the verge of death, but being alive yet finding that you have lost the reason to live.

Was it tears? Her vision seemed a little blurry. She reached out slightly, her expression becoming complicated as she looked at the clear figure.

She seemed to see the man holding her, pulling her out of danger, and she seemed to see the man sitting opposite her, the spiritual fire shining on his face, quietly looking at her.

She saw the man blaming himself for not protecting her, and she saw him standing in front of her, sincerely telling her how important he was.

The man raised his hand and wiped away her tears.

-------------

but.

When the scene became clear, standing before him was Yang Pingsheng, the sect leader of the Ghost Valley Sect, who was expressionless and devoid of any emotion.

-------------

What a Yang Pingsheng!

What a deep friendship!

The monster inside her twisted and laughed. She sniffed, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and concealed all her joys, sorrows, and memories: "I understand."

She stared at him, her gaze fixed intently on him.

"Since you refuse, I will go back tomorrow morning after the wind and rain have stopped."

"It's a real pity that I couldn't gain your recognition."

-------------

Couples can divorce, and relatives can separate their households.

What about a confidant?

If you betray everyone and oppose each other, how can you be considered true friends?

But Ye Buxin didn't expect that Yang Pingsheng was even more ruthless than she imagined. He chose to forget everything from the past without any regret, as if none of the past had ever happened.

At this moment, she finally understood that she and Yang Pingsheng were never the same kind of people. She had placed all her emotions on their relationship, but what about Yang Pingsheng? He had so many emotions—emotions for the world, for his fellow disciples, for his spouse, and for his subordinates...

He never needed the affection of a confidant; he only needed feelings.

He is the monster, a humanoid monster yearning for affection.

"So, you will never regret abandoning me and embarking on this path in your life, right?"

-------------

She knew he wouldn't regret it.

"Don't feel sorry. The path to cultivation hasn't been revealed yet. There are many immortals in the world with various methods and many powerful people. I'm not as powerful as you think. You don't necessarily need my approval."

He spoke calmly, and with a wave of his hand, he expanded her room, conjuring up a bed.

"It's getting late, let's rest."

She knew him and could tell that he didn't want to say anything more.

Yes, he already said he hates this name, so why would he talk to someone who evokes memories he wants to discard?

So she said no more and turned to go to her room.

-------------

Different road non-phase plan.

They have gone down different paths, and there is no turning back.

These paths lead to the future of the world, which may belong to him or her, but definitely not to them.

Now that we've embarked on our own paths, we must never regret it.

-------------

She left early the next morning.

There are still five days left before she reaches the limit of possessing this body. She must solve this problem within five days, otherwise, if her body collapses and she is left with only her "essence", Bai Ze will not hesitate to capture her and use her to exchange for his life.

This is bad news, but the good news is that Bai Ze is following the rules and will definitely not make a move for at least the next five days.

She has many things to do: avoid being suspected by those close to this body, conceal her identity, and obtain the Bureau of Destiny and the many resources she has hidden in the main world.

She placed the Fate Bureau in the pavilion of the Prime Minister's residence. Without her, the new owner, activating it, the Fate Bureau remained undiscovered. However, the pavilion is now the teaching place of the Ghost Valley Sect, guarded by one of the six great masters, making it inconvenient for her to enter.

So she decided to put the Fate Bureau aside for now and go get her own resources.

After Yang Pingsheng betrayed her, he attacked Baiyue and her forces, even destroying the statue of Xiangliu. He also relocated the people of Baiyue tribe to other places. Now Baiyue is a land of miasma, with hardly any people except for some monsters.

But Ye Buxin still had to go. Baiyue was one of the many resource points she had hidden, but unlike other hidden locations, it contained not only cultivation resources but also something else that was most important.

After much effort, she appeased the original owner's master and, with her frail body, crossed the miasma-ridden land. After overcoming countless hardships, she finally entered the familiar tunnel.

She walked deep into the tunnel, stood in front of a seemingly intact wall, and chanted a spell.

The walls transformed into an array, and she walked straight in, with spiritual flames burning on both sides, illuminating the secret chamber.

A vast amount of cultivation resources are piled up here, including countless pills, magical artifacts, and secret treasures. The most important thing, however, is imprisoned deep within the formation.

That was Zhou Jinyu's soul.

-------------