The improved female villains regained their memories.

She heard the boy speaking his heart in the darkness.

“I am content, so I am content to die among you.”

"If you insist on leaving, then I'd rather die now..."

"I no longer have the courage... to be alone..."

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The wind blew the leaves and bumped against the window.

".......I see."

"If you're willing, I..."

Her words were left unsaid.

"I........."

Can she give it to me?

Give that promise, and then, like his brother back then, leave without a word.

But how could she bear to let this child's expectations be dashed?

She remained silent for a long, long time, until the wind outside gradually subsided, before she finally spoke.

"I will not leave..."

Her words transcended time and space.

"Because I've always been by your side."

Chapter 680 I reflect on the past, and weary of this world.

Life at the Linlang Sect was the same as always, with no difference.

Work hard to complete tasks, earn contribution points, and then climb higher.

Power, status, and money—that's the meaning of Yang Ping's life.

The only one who might change is Lin Feng; that kid always comes up with something new for him every day.

One day, Yang Pingsheng was tidying up his ritual implements in the house when he hiccuped from drinking and climbed in through the window.

Yang Pingsheng was startled by his appearance and frowned when he saw him looking like a drunkard: "You've been drinking and you still came here?"

"I only came here because I was drunk, which just proves how much I trust you, brother, doesn't it?"

"busy?"

"Don't be so serious. You always have such a long face. I'm really afraid you'll go crazy from doing all these tasks."

He grinned and leaned closer, pushing the gourd of wine in front of him: "Here, have a drink. I stole this 'Green Bamboo Wine' from the royal family."

Yang Pingsheng was about to grab a bowl to pour it when he heard Lin Feng's words and immediately stopped: "Stealing royal wine, do you want to die?"

"Then just die. What's the point of living if you can't even drink the wine you want?"

At Lin Feng's urging, he had no choice but to take a sip.

Green Bamboo Wine is a special wine supplied to the royal family of Chu. This wine contains spiritual energy, and even those who understand immortal techniques cannot help but feel a little intoxicated by it.

Lin Feng wanted to pour him a second cup, but he refused.

"My husband once told me that it's okay to drink when you're out and about, but you shouldn't get drunk with others," he said.

Lin Feng's eyes widened: "You have a teacher?"

Yang Pingsheng glanced at him and said, "I used to have an older sister too."

Aren't you an orphan?

"Yes."

"Then they......."

“They’re dead,” Yang Pingsheng said. “They were killed by a passing immortal with a single palm strike.”

Lin Feng sobered up considerably and realized he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly apologized to Yang Pingsheng.

But Yang Pingsheng waved his hand, indicating that it was unnecessary.

He simply told Lin Feng calmly, "That's why I hate this world."

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The method of warming the body to counteract cold is still effective.

At least now that she's standing in front of Yang Pingsheng with the little boy in her arms, he's willing to call her "sir."

Yang Pingsheng always felt strange being called "Mr." by his past self, or even by his self without memories.

Before coming, Wen Shihan had already told him the reason why the boy had repeatedly attempted suicide. Because of this, Yang Pingsheng squatted down in front of the little boy and rubbed his head: "We will be with you, so you must cherish your life, understand?"

The boy nodded and said in a very low voice, "I understand, sir."

So what should we do next?

Yang Pingsheng, Wen Shihan, and Qi Feng discussed it, but neither of them nor the cat had any clues.

Luo Yi, once a tenth-grade magic weapon, was destroyed, leaving only its core. Its only remaining ability was weakened to the point that it could only affect its past self. Yang Pingsheng had no idea what else he could do.

If it affects my past self... what if it's the wrong thing? But if I do nothing and slink back home, it seems like nothing can be changed.

In the end, Qi Feng suggested, "Since we've transmigrated here, our identities are essentially replaced. When the magic artifact on the network breaks, that's when our physical bodies will die and we'll transmigrate back. Before that time comes, we can teach our past selves things like cultivation methods and killing moves..."

Wen Shihan said, "I have no objection. I can give all my things to my brother!"

She meant to teach, not to communicate.

Yang Pingsheng had some concerns: "It's hard to say whether such an impact will be good or bad."

He was terrified that he might do something that would make the future even worse.

Qi Feng comforted him, "We have to do something, Pingsheng. You have to believe in yourself. Since you've arranged for yourself to come back, you must be useful. Let's just do it naturally."

It doesn't matter that Yang Pingsheng doesn't understand secluded places now, because he did before.

He must have had his reasons for doing this.

The two people and the cat discussed it and confirmed their next move.

Wen Shihan went to investigate the intelligence of this world, collecting as many of the immortal techniques as possible to teach the boy, while Yang Pingsheng stayed behind to teach the boy the most basic literacy skills.

Of course, Yang Pingsheng didn't know any words in this world either. Rather than saying he taught the boys, it would be more accurate to say he learned with the boys.

As the sun set, Yang Pingsheng, who had spent the day teaching the boy to read, went outside and stretched, looking at the fiery sunset.

"Xiaohan hasn't come back yet?"

Qi Feng jumped onto his shoulder: "Didn't she say when she left at noon today that she had discovered a sect nearby and was going to sneak in to take a look?"

"Won't something bad happen?"

"She has a lot of combat experience, and with the Great Dao True Mark you've given her, there shouldn't be any problems, meow."

A long silence followed.

Finally, Qi Feng spoke up: "What about dinner, meow?"

The man and the cat looked at each other in silence.

Just then, the boy came out and tugged at Yang Pingsheng's sleeve: "Sir, what would you like to have for dinner?"

In the past few days, he and Yang Pingsheng have become more familiar with each other, and he is no longer as shy and reserved as before.

Yang Pingsheng looked down at him: "Are you hungry?"

The boy nodded: "Hasn't my older sister come back yet?"

“She might be a little late today,” Yang Pingsheng said. “What would you like to eat? I’ll make it for you.”

Cooking for yourself is a really strange feeling.

“Anything is fine, sir,” the boy replied; he was never a picky eater.

There are fruits, vegetables, and wild game in the mountains, and there are also quite a few edible monsters. If you don't want to go to the town to exchange food with people, you can eat it on the spot.

However, Qi Feng and Yang Pingsheng had different opinions on what kind of wild game to choose.

"Let's catch some fish, meow," Qi Feng said. "There are so many fish in the river, we can easily catch some to eat."

Yang Pingsheng shook his head: "He's been eating fish for several days now. He's still growing, he can't keep eating the same thing all the time, can he?"

"Fish are so nutritious, meow."

"Let's switch to something else, since Xiaohan isn't here."

"Can you, meow?"

"Having experienced so many worlds, cooking a meal shouldn't be a problem."

"Okay, meow."

night,

The two people and the cat sat silently around the blackened roasted meat on the table.

The boy didn't mind and tore off pieces of meat, eating them in small bites. But Qi Feng's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Yang Pingsheng: "No problem, meow?"

“The True Mark of the Great Dao is even more unstable than I imagined…” Yang Pingsheng did not look directly into Qi Feng’s eyes.

"Why are you looking away? Look me in the eyes, meow!"

"Regarding the meat, I'm not very familiar with the animals in this world."

"So look me in the eyes, meow!"

After finishing his meal, Qi Feng hopped in and crawled out.

At this moment, it wanted to see Wen Shihan return more than ever before.

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Fortunately, Wen Shihan returned, even though it was late.