The villainous bosses from their past lives have all been reborn.

At midnight, the night watchman's gong sounded again, and Yuan Cai awoke from extreme fear to find himself surrounded by a familiar scene—

He's back at the "birth point"!

Once he realized what was happening, Yuan Cai disregarded the incongruity of his reborn body and immediately decided to escape.

However, it was too late.

"Saburo!"

A shout sent a chill down Yuan Cai's spine, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Yuan Xiu appeared not far from him, and just quietly watched him.

In that instant, Yuan Cai considered swallowing the secret medicine given to him by Qiu Shu, hoping to take a gamble.

"Don't waste your time. Even if you eat it, you'll only be wasting your profound skill—One-Day Tribulation!"

"One Day Calamity" is the name given to Yuan Cai's mysterious technique by the Grand Elder of the Demonic Cult after he joined the cult.

His mysterious technique can be used ten times, which is equivalent to being able to be reborn ten times.

Yuan Cai pulled up his sleeve, revealing that of the ten markings left by the Grand Elder of the Demonic Sect on his arm, four had now disappeared.

Yuan Cai, still shaken, looked at Yuan Xiu. He knew that Yuan Xiu couldn't have obtained this information on his own; there must be a source.

"What did you do to the rats you hate?"

Yuan Xiu smiled and said:

"Is that even a question?"

Yuan Cai was stunned. At this moment, the fear in his heart reached its peak—he had no more trump cards left.

"Kill me if you want!"

"Sanlang, we are brothers from different fathers! Even if you have been unkind to me, how can I be unjust to you!"

Yuan Cai was taken aback by these words and asked:

"What do you mean?"

"You still want to visit my mother?"

The words "You Niang" seemed to strike a chord with Yuan Cai. At that moment, a light seemed to shine in his eyes. However, Yuan Cai's mind remained wavering.

"You tricked me like this last time, and then beat me senseless!"

"Last time was last time. Weren't there outsiders there? If we don't beat you into a fool, what if you get bewitched by the demonic cult again?" Yuan Xiu walked to Yuan Cai's side and gently patted Yuan Cai's shoulder.

Sensing the other person's slight tremor, he smiled and spoke:

"This is called 'pacifying the interior before resisting external aggression'!"

Yuan Cai temporarily believed this reason. Of course, there was nothing he could do if he didn't believe it.

"What do you want?"

Yuan Xiu looked at Yuan Cai with great sincerity and said:

"I want to help you rekindle your past life's romance with You Niang; I want you to become a good son in your uncle's eyes; and I want you to become a respected leader of the righteous path!"

Yuan Cai's throat tightened; clearly, he was tempted. However, he still harbored an instinctive distrust of Yuan Xiu.

"You're really that kind?"

"Sanlang, you still misunderstand me. I've said it before, isn't our misunderstanding all because of a woman? Even in my past life, I never even held You Niang's hand."

"What do you want?"

"First, you have to admit that you killed the 'Avenger Rat'!"

"..."

"How is this helping me?"

Yuan Xiu comforted Yuan Cai, saying:

"Your identity was exposed long ago within the Demonic Sect, while mine hasn't. As brothers, you in the open, I in the shadows—that's how we can maneuver with ease. Do you know why You Niang disliked you in our previous life?"

"You must be good at martial arts!"

"No, it's because I am the leader of the righteous path, while you are merely a lackey of the imperial court. You Niang has a deep-seated hatred for the demonic sect, and she will only fall for someone who can help her avenge that hatred! In this life, I can help you become the leader of the righteous path."

Yuan Cai listened and believed it.

"Okay, if it's really as you say, I'll help you!"

Yuan Xiu smiled.

In his view, the most valuable aspect of Yuan Cai's profound skill was not his power of "rebirth," but his power of "rebooting."

Yuan Xiu seized the fruits of his labor over the past two years from Qiu Shu—more than a dozen bottles of rare elixirs.

Yuan Xiu tested it, and after restarting, the pills that had been taken would reappear. The difference was that the effects of the pills would disappear after being taken by ordinary people, but the effects would continue after being taken by the "chosen one" referred to by the Demonic Sect, which was Yuan Xiu himself.

Furthermore, if one could collect some of the world's most precious, even once-in-a-century or once-in-a-millennium, one could use Yuan Cai six more times!

Furthermore, Yuan Xiu's tolerance for mistakes will be greatly increased.

Immediately, seeing Yuan Cai agree, Yuan Xiu's eyes practically lit up.

"Good brother!"

Yuan Cai was also somewhat excited, his earlier fear gone. He even rubbed his hands together and asked:

"So, how should we deal with the evil cult next?"

"You might have to be patient!"

"What are you putting up with?"

"I can't get out of bed for one or two months!"

While Yuan Cai was still wondering, Yuan Xiu struck him with a palm.

Before losing consciousness, Yuan Cai cursed in his mind!

You son of a bitch!

……

Yuan Residence.

"What happened?"

Yuan Feng looked at Yuan Cai, who was being carried in, and Yuan Xiu, who was unharmed, and was somewhat at a loss.

"Uncle, Sanlang came to visit me for drinks yesterday, but we never expected to encounter a demon from the Demonic Sect on the way."

"A demonic cultist?"

"Sanlang fought desperately and barely managed to kill the demon, but he himself was also seriously injured."

"Who is this demonic figure from the cult?"

"I don't know either, but that person was extremely ugly, resembling a rat!"

Upon hearing Yuan Xiu's description, Yuan Feng immediately understood.

"Hate rats!"

After Yuan Feng came to his senses, he felt a sense of relief for Yuan Cai's narrow escape, but the doubts in his heart remained unresolved.

"That fiend, Qiu Shu, is a ruthless and vicious alchemist from the Demonic Sect. You managed to survive him, and even kill him..."

Yuan Feng felt somewhat relieved, but seeing the determination in Yuan Xiu's eyes, he still said:

Where is his body?

"It's right behind the mountain!"

Yuan Feng immediately shouted, "..."

"Xiao Yi!"

Brother Yi walked over and bowed.

"Take more men and bring back that demon's corpse!"

"Here you go!"

……

That evening, Brother Yi returned with the corpse of the Rat Cultivator. However, the corpse had been so badly damaged that it was impossible to recognize anything.

Filled with doubt, Yuan Feng entered Yuan Cai's room and, seeing Yuan Cai lying severely injured on the bed, asked:

"Sanlang, tell your father, how exactly did Qiu Shu die?"

Faced with the imposing Yuan Feng, Yuan Cai felt a little uneasy, but he still told him what Yuan Xiu had taught him.

"She was killed by her son!"

"Even though the Rat is ugly, it still possesses an eighth-rank cultivation level. How could you possibly kill it?"

Yuan Feng was extremely stern, and Yuan Cai remained silent for a long time before finally speaking:

"After my son found him, he used the sleeping potion that Grandpa Fu had given me last time, and then ambushed him from behind, which killed him. Even so, I was seriously injured. Because of my grandfather's teachings, I couldn't speak up."

Yuan Feng questioned again:

"real?"

"real!"

Seeing Yuan Cai's reaction, Yuan Feng's brows finally relaxed.

"My words are meant for the people of my Great Zhou. Those who belong to the Demonic Sect are not to be pitied, no matter how they are treated!"

"Grandpa, I also discovered that the Demonic Cult has a stronghold outside the city, where more than a hundred members of the Demonic Cult are hiding."

Clearly, Yuan Cai was eager to silence him and sever his ties with the Demonic Sect. Yuan Feng, however, was greatly relieved upon hearing this.

"Sanlang, you did well! You are truly a fine son of our Great Zhou and our Yuan family!"

……

Yuan Xiu stood outside, listening to the conversation inside and feeling the warmth of this loving father and filial son. She breathed a sigh of relief.

The hour of midnight had passed, but the heavy rain did not stop as it had before; instead, it poured down even harder.

Yuan Xiu crossed his arms, turned and left, sighing inwardly:

The day is finally over!

……