The improved female villains regained their memories.

"Junior Sister!"

Another voice came from beside my ear.

"Junior sister, what are you doing? You contacted Master first and then hung up on him." The female protagonist, Mu Xiaobai, descended from the sky to her side. "He's worried about you. What are you doing?"

"none of your business."

"Are you crazy? Junior sister, how can you talk to your senior sister like that?"

Just as Mu Xiaobai was about to reprimand him, she met a pair of cold eyes.

Am I crazy?

Wen Shihan sneered: "This world has gone mad."

It actually dared to tell her that it had no brother.

Chapter Twelve: The Abyss of Loneliness

The whole world has gone mad, Wen Shihan thought.

She had lived with her brother all these years, and now the world was telling her that it was all a lie, that she didn't have a brother.

I don't have any older brothers?

Wen Shihan looked at himself in the mirror and saw that he looked somewhat haggard.

In the room, Mu Xiaobai was keeping her company.

They have now returned to the Jade Cauldron Sect. Mu Xiaobai reported the truth to Dao Ranzi, which resulted in Wen Shihan being imprisoned.

"Disrespectful to elders, he should reflect on his actions in his room."

This is the verdict that Dao Ranzi gave her.

Mu Xiaobai stayed with her under the pretense of being worried about her, constantly offering words of concern, but Wen Shihan only felt annoyed.

"I'm not crazy."

"Junior sister, your senior sister is also worried that you might go mad from practicing your killing moves."

"Get out."

"Junior sister, you..."

Mu Xiaobai sighed and left.

"The problem lies in this world."

Wen Shihan had recovered from his panic and calmly reached this conclusion.

She took out the book of her brother's sayings from her bosom and stroked it again and again.

"No stealing, no robbing, no fighting, no brawling..."

As she read it, two streams of tears rolled down her cheeks.

This was written to her personally by her brother; every single word is correct, there's absolutely no way it could be wrong.

"Brother, where did you get a brother from?"

People say this, but Wen Shihan absolutely disagrees.

She stared intently at the quotes in her hand, trying to understand the reason behind all of this.

Something's definitely not right.

Thinking of this, she rushed out the door, shattered the spiritual energy array that imprisoned her with a single palm strike, and flew away on her sword.

She returned to Stone Creek, hoping to start her search for clues there, but instead discovered someone.

On the street, people came and went, but some of them looked quite familiar.

Wen Shihan recognized her; it was Xiao Cha.

She's still alive!

Back then, the kill list that Wen Shihan received included a portrait for each name. Her memory was excellent; there was no way she could have misremembered.

Xiao Cha is not dead, she is still alive, someone is protecting her!

She grabbed Xiao Cha and flew into the sky, coldly questioning, "Why are you still alive?"

Xiao Cha realized her predicament and immediately trembled with fear: "Immortal, immortal, spare my life..."

"Stop talking nonsense and answer my question."

"...Why can't I live?"

"Weren't you dead? They said you died of illness."

“That was the work of an immortal.” Xiao Cha shrugged. “I don’t know the specifics, but he was the one who told me to leave. He even left me some money so I could do business here.”

"What did that immortal look like?"

"Long... um, I don't think I remember..."

Wen Shihan put out a small cup of tea.

Although there was no evidence, she almost instinctively felt that it was her brother.

Brother, brother!

It's you, right?

It must be you, right!?

She returned to the house and rushed eagerly to her brother's room.

"Brother!"

She pushed open the door and was greeted by walls covered in ink stains.

"No stealing, no robbing, no fighting, no brawling. Speak politely, care for your fellow disciples, do not bully the weak, do not cheat or swindle, do not kill or rob, do not mistreat mortals. Pay for your meals, be fair in business, return borrowed items, compensate for damaged items, be polite and hygienic, and be a good example for immortals."

The walls were covered with quotes, and when I saw them, it was as if I could hear my brother's voice.

The string in Wen Shihan's head snapped.

She knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face, and wailed loudly.

"Ah...ah..."

She couldn't find her brother.

Wen Shihan couldn't find Yang Pingsheng.

She really became an orphan, an orphan no one wanted and no one loved.

Behind him, Yang Pingsheng, in his soul form, watched all of this with a complex expression.

"Very good, the plan is progressing steadily according to our steps."

The system's voice sounded.

"What a show, isn't it?"

"...What else do you want to do?"

"Of course, we're about to witness the most exciting part of this show." The system chuckled in a low voice. "The change begins now."

The system had barely finished speaking when the change occurred.

The ink stains covering the wall began to slowly disappear.

"No...no!!"

Wen Shihan pounced on him like a madman, but unfortunately it was no use.

"This was left to me by my elder brother; it cannot be taken away, it cannot be!!"

The world has truly gone mad.

It not only forgot its brother, but also wanted to take away everything its brother had left behind.

Wen Shihan suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out the book of quotations.

Sure enough, the writing on it disappeared one character at a time.

"No, this is the only one that's not allowed!"

She knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

"Please don't take this away, please, please!"

One moment, one moment.

The floor tiles cracked, and blood seeped from his forehead.

Coincidentally, the direction in which she kowtowed was exactly the direction in which Yang Pingsheng and the system were located.

"As expected of the female villain chosen by Heaven," the system praised. "She has figured it out; this is the will of the world at work."

"..."

Yang Pingsheng looked at the girl kowtowing in front of him. She had transformed from a high and mighty immortal into the little beggar who used to kowtow endlessly for a bone or a bun.

She had nothing, her self-respect was crushed, all for the sake of getting a bite to eat.

"...Stop."

"Stop, Yang Pingsheng, are you kidding me?" The system's voice was filled with surprise. "Don't tell me you're going to soften your heart."

"she……"

"It's impossible to back down now. It's not me getting involved, it's—"

Heaven.

No one can stop the will of Heaven.

The system can't do it, Yang Pingsheng can't do it, and Wen Shihan in the present day can't do it either.

She watched helplessly as the writing disappeared completely, and her plea seemed as ridiculous as when she had begged for food years ago.

"Brother..."