The improved female villains regained their memories.

Xiaoyu rolled over and landed on her feet. She looked at the black cat and frowned, "What are you?"

The black cat roared to the sky.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and outside, the clouds were swept away by the wind.

It looked at Xiaoyu, hunched its back, and roared in human language: "This is terrible. You have all forgotten, but I have remembered all those more than ten thousand reincarnations."

"Knowing Yang Pingsheng is such bad luck, meow!!"

The demonic aura permeated the air, constantly bombarding Xiaoyu.

It transformed into a whirlwind, carrying the dazed Yang Pingsheng as it fled through the window.

Its voice echoed through Fairy Valley.

"It's not just Yang Pingsheng, but also all of you villains."

"Damn it, does anyone even remember meow?!"

"Or do you guys have a backup plan, meow? Don't just push it all onto me, meow!!!"

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Boom!

A thunderclap resounded in the sky.

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Wen Shihan, who was leading a patrol, suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Immortal Valley.

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Luo Benmo locked herself in her room, frowning as she drew portraits—at her feet, there were already piles of all kinds of portraits.

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Whenever Xu Anyin bullied his older sister, he would take the opportunity to share something deep within his soul with her.

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Inside the cave, Yang Luo suddenly stood up.

She exclaimed with almost unbelievable joy, "I can feel my father's presence!!"

Although it was very faint, only a trace, she still sensed it.

Song Panning wiped the blood from her mouth with a handkerchief: "Very well, then go find your father according to my plan."

"What about you?"

"...I've been talking for so long, and you've just been listening for nothing? I'll use the information you gave me to contact other people."

"No, you're so weak, are you even capable?"

“Of course it’s not me,” Song Panning said quietly. “I have confidants in the palace, and I will send my confidants.”

Her confidant was none other than Leng Yan.

Are you sure you're okay?

"Is this the kind of hesitant person you are?" Song Panning coughed and said angrily, "I already said that for some reason that being won't let me die. I've already tested it. Instead of worrying about me, you might as well go find your father according to the plan."

".......tsk."

Yang Luo curled his lip and slipped away.

After she left, Song Panning immediately beckoned to Qingtian: "Qingtian, go and contact Leng Yan, and tell her to find that person named Wen Shihan first, and say that I have invited him."

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The Immortal Valley Formation quickly repaired the damage caused by Qi Feng's desperate efforts, and successfully made Ye Buxin aware of it as well.

In the main hall, her gloomy eyes looked at the thousands of golden threads: "I knew that the cat demon wasn't dead. I guessed that you might have hidden it away since I hadn't captured its soul, but I never expected that you would hide it in your own soul."

Was the concept of soul transformation something you developed back then?

That's disgusting.

As the space rippled, Zhiyuan appeared and said to Ye Buxin, "My lord, the gate to the underworld has opened."

Damn it, it had to be this time.

Her face grew increasingly grim. With the gates of the underworld open, she now had to venture deep into the underworld to deal with the remnants of those human ancestors before facing the Great Ruins. Time was of the essence, leaving her no time to deal with Yang Pingsheng.

Is it a coincidence? No, even fate is on her side. What coincidence could there be? Why did it have to come at this exact moment, of all times? Damn secluded place!

Zhiyuan asked worriedly, "What has the master decided to do about Immortal Valley?"

Ye Buxin sneered: "Yang Pingsheng's fate is still in my hands. So what if that cat demon comes back to life with its memories? Its supernatural powers can only allow it to remember; it can't pass those memories on to others. Now, all I need to do is use the Fate Bureau to..."

But the next moment, her expression changed.

If it were Qi Feng possessing her body, she could easily deal with it, but the appearance of this person made it impossible for her to have an easy time.

The net of Heaven is vast, its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it; she, as the embodiment of Heaven, actually overlooked this.

It wasn't a case of playing along; it was a genuine oversight.

"Yang Luoyi became a tenth-grade magic weapon; she actually managed to infiltrate the new world!?"

An unnamed rage surged within her, and even as the Heavenly Dao, she couldn't remain calm: "What is Jiu Feng good for? Can anyone tell me how Yang Luoyi is still alive?!"

That bastard who should have died long ago not only survived, but also became a tenth-grade magic weapon.

Only two tenth-grade magical artifacts.

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Immortal Valley was enveloped by a large formation.

The demonic wind that Qi Feng had conjured did not escape immediately; from then on, it could not escape no matter what it did.

This grand formation was made from the very essence of the Heavenly Dao. It wasn't particularly exquisite, but it was sturdy enough. In addition, being the very essence of the Heavenly Dao, it was useless even to a top-tier True Immortal, let alone Qi Feng, the cat demon.

There was nothing it could do but carry Yang Pingsheng around the valley.

In order to win back Yang Pingsheng, Xiaoyu no longer held back, unleashing all her strength and using her magic to enhance herself, and followed after him.

Qi Feng was forced to run around everywhere, anxiously shouting, "Stop chasing meow, stop chasing meow!"

Xiaoyu was also anxious, but she was not as fast as Qifeng, so she could only send a telepathic message: "Put Yang Pingsheng down, and I'll spare your life."

"Really, meow?"

"real."

"Then I won't let go, meow."

boom!

Driven to desperation, Xiaoyu once again used her ingenious technique, conjuring countless clones to surround Qi Feng.

A clever application—an external manifestation.

Qi Feng saw countless light raindrops falling from the sky like dumplings being dropped into a pot, which frightened it so much that it unleashed its potential and fled even faster.

Amidst the violent turmoil, Yang Pingsheng regained his senses.

He saw himself enveloped by a black wind, flying rapidly through the air, surrounded by a light drizzle that was somewhat eerie.

"?"

"You're awake, meow."

The system's voice.

Yang Pingsheng looked completely bewildered and tentatively asked, "System?"

"You're the boss, meow!" Qi Feng angrily slapped him with his paw. "If you don't remember, shut up, meow. Instead of wasting your time, why don't you try to help me, meow!"

"...I am a mortal."

"Useless, meow!!"

Before the person and the cat could speak, a light rain had already approached.

"Caught!"

A cold glint flashed in her eyes, and she raised her finger, ready to use her ingenious method to destroy the cat demon.

At the critical moment, a figure descended from the sky.

boom!

She was knocked away.

The figure emitted countless rays of light, and in an instant, the entire valley burst into flames, shattering Xiaoyu's myriad incarnations on the spot.

The figure appeared; it was Yang Luoyi.

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Qi Feng had seen Yang Pingsheng's soul through countless reincarnations, and recognized Yang Luoyi at first glance: "Great! Pingsheng, I knew you would arrange things well. We're saved, meow!"

Yang Pingsheng: "?"

Although he didn't know what was going on, he decided to keep quiet.

Yang Luo was somewhat surprised when she saw her father enveloped in black wind: "You...."

Qi Feng quickly said, "This is not the place to talk. I am one of our own. Miss Luo Yi, please take us to a safe place, meow."

Yang Luoyi saw through the true nature of the Black Wind. Of course, she knew about the system. Although she didn't know what had suddenly gone wrong with Yang Pingsheng's system, she knew this was not the time to speak. She immediately waved her hand to shield the man and the cat from their fate.

"Come with me."

"You can't go anywhere."

The figure, devoid of any gentle and delicate demeanor, rose from the flames and blocked the way.

Xiaoyu remained expressionless, not looking at Yang Pingsheng, but instead focusing on the blue-haired girl before her. Her gaze suddenly softened: "Are you that child?"

Yang Luo activated a switch on his body, preparing to enter combat mode.

Xiaoyu looked you over repeatedly: "You look a lot like Yang Pingsheng. Although you were made from a magical artifact, you did indeed incorporate his life essence. So, you are indeed his daughter."

Yang Luoyi was too lazy to waste words, and with a casual wave of his hand, a flash of inspiration disappeared.