The improved female villains regained their memories.

Through so many cycles, it can be said to know the villain's personality like the back of its hand.

Even if Wen Shihan isn't a villain, her essence hasn't changed, so Qi Feng isn't surprised that she has those kinds of thoughts.

"So, she really did go to the academy to find a way to get help, right?"

"Ah."

"Has it been found?"

Yang Pingsheng glanced at Wen Shihan, who was smiling and talking to the boy, and shook his head: "I don't know."

They have indeed grown apart.

Wen Shihan is willing to support her brother, but if this support means a future without her brother, she will keep it a secret as before.

She remains the same ruthless person.

"What are you going to do? Fight her?" Qi Feng asked nervously. "With such a formidable enemy at hand, this is not a good idea."

“How could I possibly lay a hand on her?” Yang Pingsheng sighed. “It’s just that she has her own ideas now, and that’s beyond my control.”

As time progresses, Wen Shihan might make his move at any moment before that deadline arrives.

It could be separating the past self from the present self, or making the timeline more confusing; either way is possible.

"Would she really do that?" Qi Feng's eyes widened.

Yang Pingsheng said, "I don't know."

Just then, Wen Shihan had finished talking with the boy and was getting up to look at him.

She smiled, still flawless.

"Brother, what would you like to eat tonight? I'll cook."

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The snow stopped at night, but the wind picked up again.

The wooden gate of the small courtyard was tightly closed. The old wooden door made a slight creaking sound in the wind and snow, like an old man sighing softly under the weight of his burden. The fence, set against the backdrop of snow, looked like a winding silver snake, with thick snow piled up on the uneven wooden fence.

Yang Pingsheng sat in his room and, based on Qi Feng's description and what he had seen, tentatively sketched out his past self.

In the past, I was abandoned as a child, with no relatives or friends, and I was all alone. After escaping from an old beggar, I don't know how I survived. Eventually, I joined the Linlang Sect, and later left the Linlang Sect to join the Guigu Sect. In the Guigu Sect, I met Ye Buxin and we became confidantes.

For some reason, he broke off relations with Ye Buxin. Since then, the two of them have been at odds, until the main world has progressed to the present time. He was slightly outmatched and forced to go to the eighth world, where he met Qi Feng and Jiang Mochang.

After experiencing more than a thousand reincarnations in the Eighth World, he was utterly defeated and his fate was controlled by Ye Buxin. However, Jiang Mochang inherited everything and began to fight Ye Buxin again.

The two of them went through that time period more than 10,000 times.

This is the timeline that Yang Pingsheng has tentatively outlined, mostly dictated by Qi Feng.

Judging from these events alone, Yang Pingsheng finds it difficult to assess what kind of person he was in the past, especially his struggle with Ye Buxin. He doesn't even know what he was fighting her for.

Guiguzi's words were half-hidden and unclear. All I knew was that of the two paths he described, he had chosen the one opposite to Ye Buxin's.

But he didn't know what that road actually was.

"Is this the situation I wanted to see before? If I continue down this path, will I really be able to regain my memories?" He sighed heavily.

“I am not omnipotent. There are many things I may not have thought through. For example, Luo Yi... Originally, Yang Luo Yi should have come with me. That would have made a complete tenth-grade magic weapon, but now only the core is left.”

"Perhaps I've already reached a dead end?"

"My life," Qi Feng said from the side.

"how?"

You need to have some confidence in yourself.

It said, "No one can be infallible, and no one will place all their hopes on others. You can think of these issues now, and you certainly could have thought of them in the past. Throughout your life, you must understand that no matter whether you have memories or not, whether it is the past or the future, your essence remains unchanged."

You will always be you.

Something seemed to be touched within his soul again. Yang Pingsheng responded and fell into thought once more.

crunch--

The door opened, and Wen Shihan stood there.

"Brother."

"Ah, Xiaohan is here." He composed himself. "Where is the child?"

"He is circulating spiritual energy."

“Cultivation is not something that can be accomplished overnight, so don’t make him so tired.”

“I told him, but he still wants to practice.”

"Then let him be."

"Ah."

Wen Shihan closed the door and walked in, sitting opposite Yang Pingsheng.

She remained calm and said, "Brother, let's have a good talk."

Qi Feng shrunk into Yang Pingsheng's arms. Yang Pingsheng looked up and gazed into those calm eyes.

He subconsciously felt a pang of emotion; the little girl who used to cry and call for her brother had truly grown up.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"My brother won't give up, will he?"

"Well, putting everything else aside, I can't ignore the other female villains."

"it is good."

Wen Shihan nodded: "If my brother insists on saving me, I will not stop him."

Ok?

Yang Pingsheng frowned, and the True Mark of the Great Dao swept across Wen Shihan's body, revealing his condition.

He looked at her for a long time before exclaiming, "Xiao Han, you are truly gifted. You have learned a lot of skills at the academy."

"I'd give up my life for my brother, what does this matter?"

As he uttered those words, something in the air was distorting—a power that Yang Pingsheng couldn't even sense using the True Mark of the Great Dao.

Wen Shihan calmly said, "Brother, I can help you. Whatever you say, I will help you."

"After all, I promised you back in the main world that I would stand by your side unconditionally."

"But brother, I have only one request."

She spoke as if she were talking about something trivial:

"If you choose that path, you must sacrifice your life..."

"...Then, please sacrifice mine first."

hum-

Something was trembling in the space.

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A land governed by rules.

Jiang Mochang, who was being suppressed, sensed something and his expression changed drastically.

"Huh, is that really true?"

Bai Ze appeared, looking at the rules that had appeared out of thin air.

It stared for a long time, then chuckled and looked at Jiang Mochang: "Yang Pingsheng is really charming; someone can actually do this much for him."

Jiang Mochang's face was extremely ugly: "I should be the one signing this. Bai Ze, don't tell me I can't do it, but she can!"

“You definitely can’t, after all, that’s an agreement between me and Yang Pingsheng,” Bai Ze said. “But Wen Shihan, I didn’t have an agreement with Yang Pingsheng, so why shouldn’t you sign?”

"you!!"

Jiang Mo was so angry that he trembled all over.

Bai Ze was pleased to see her like this and said, "You humans are really interesting. To be honest, I find you and Yang Pingsheng much more interesting than other humans."

"Go to hell, Bai Ze! I'll turn this wretched place and you into talismans sooner or later!"

"If you can do it, give it a try."

"You're not allowed to sign! You're not permitted to!"

Why should I listen to you?

"Bai Ze!!!"

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"Damn it, it's the rules! Wen Shihan actually triggered the rules of the Land of Rules!!!"

Qi Feng trembled with fear; it never expected Wen Shihan to go to such lengths.

Without Qi Feng needing to explain, the True Mark of the Great Dao had already revealed the essence of these things to Yang Pingsheng. He suddenly stood up and looked at Wen Shihan with a serious expression: "Xiao Han, who taught you this method?"

“No one taught me; I learned it myself from the forbidden library of the academy.” Wen Shihan’s expression remained calm. His black bangs trembled from the spatial vibrations, but his eyes did not waver in the slightest; they were still fixed on Yang Pingsheng.

“Brother, let’s establish rules together. Let’s agree that if you need to make sacrifices on this path, you will prioritize sacrificing me.”

"Impossible!!" Yang Pingsheng rarely lost his temper. He slammed his fist on the table and almost shouted, "Xiao Han, how can you do this? Do you still consider me your older brother?"

"No, I have never considered you my brother."

"What...you..."

"I have never regarded you as my brother. In my heart, you are not a brother, but the person I, Wen Shihan, care about most, the person I can't bear to part with, the person I love most..."

Wen Shihan stood up, and his eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion.

"You are my love..."

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"You are a disciple of an immortal, destined to become one, while I am ultimately just a mortal, and older than you. Think about it... more than sixty years from now, you will still be as beautiful as a flower, while I will have become an old man!"