The improved female villains regained their memories.

The woman in front of him spoke, slowly extending her hand.

Over the years, in that alley, in that drafty house, Wen Shihan often nestled in Yang Pingsheng's arms, confirming things over and over again.

He was her support.

Perhaps from that moment on, Yang Pingsheng was unable to shake off Wen Shihan.

"Brother..."

A hand reached out to her.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide.

The profound feeling shattered at this moment; the touch was an unreal reality, an overwhelming surge of emotion.

His soul broke through the void and suddenly transformed into a physical form. Before Wen Shihan could react, he was pulled into a warm embrace.

"Brother..."

“My brother is here.”

Yang Pingsheng held her in his arms and stroked her long hair, just like back then: "Brother has always been here."

"Brother!"

Tears welled up in her eyes.

Wen Shihan hugged her tightly, his mysterious and aloof demeanor completely gone, and burst into tears.

“Brother, I thought you didn’t want Xiaohan anymore… Xiaohan was wrong. Xiaohan will never do bad things again, and will never make you angry again. Brother, you will always be my brother!”

"Yes, I will always be your older brother."

Darkness enveloped the two, and they remained silent.

The sunlight outside cannot penetrate the truth within the cave; perhaps they are monsters born from darkness.

"Brother..."

She wanted to say something more, but her soul shattered, and a powerful suction came, replacing the warm embrace.

In an instant, Yang Pingsheng returned to his original world.

A cat's paw landed on his face.

"system?"

"came back?"

"...What just happened?"

"Someone has linked you to the First World female villain, and you were just pulled there. We can't wait any longer, come with me right now."

"Can……"

The cat lowered its paw.

The scene before him was his own backyard. Xiaoyu looked at him with concern, while the black cat that the system had transformed into had turned its head and was staring at the gate with a serious expression.

"They're here." Its pupils contracted, and it said nervously.

dong dong.

Someone knocked on the door.

Urgent, heavy, the knocking sound went straight to one's heart.

Yang Pingsheng stood up and opened the door. Outside, Wen Shihan stood there, carrying a bundle on his back and wearing a ring-pommel sword at his waist.

As the warm spring air descends, bathed in the scattered sunlight, longing and love rise and melt into those dark eyes.

"Brother."

The newcomer raised his face, his gaze resolute, his eyes red and brimming with tears: "Xiao Han is very capable, he can even eat leftovers, would you still be willing to take me in?"

Yang Pingsheng was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

He pulled Wen Shihan into his arms again and said, "I'm willing."

"No matter what Xiaohan is like, I'm willing."

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Alluring Afterimage

The Immortal Path's Deadly Move - The Hundred Ghost Transformations of Yin Spirits.

Wen Shihan had a wonderful dream.

In her dream, she saw her brother, who was still the same as before—so gentle, so kind, so endearing. He hugged her and told her he would always be there for her, that he would always be her brother.

However, when he woke up, a cold wind blew in from outside the cave, and Wen Shihan found himself lying in bed.

She was alone in the cold cave; the tenderness of their embrace seemed like it all happened only in a dream.

It's alright, she told herself, her brother will appear once everything is done.

So she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and continued to carry out her plan.

The male protagonist, Lin Dongchu, has already been imprisoned deep within her cave, where the spiritual spring has become her most secure prison. Her self-created immortal killing move, the Yin Spirit Hundred Ghost Transformation, is quite effective, and within a few days, Lin Dongchu will become her puppet.

But that dream made Wen Shihan unable to wait even a few days.

She approached the interior of the cave. On the surface of the dark pool, Lin Dong, bound by the black dragon, struggled painfully. Insects formed from Yin energy burrowed into his veins, eroding his spiritual roots.

Upon seeing Wen Shihan, Lin Dong's eyes widened in fury, and he immediately cursed, "You vicious woman, you'll die a horrible death!"

Wen Shihan remained expressionless, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

Her smile was captivating, but against the backdrop of the overwhelming black aura, it appeared eerie.

"Me, vicious? Lin Dong, do you think you're anything good?"

Her red lips curled into a smile as she uttered malicious words, firmly occupying the moral high ground: "Since you became an immortal, you have repeatedly caused trouble, and you have been unreasonable and domineering towards mortals. Those who offend you have either had their entire families wiped out or suffered terrible revenge. You keep saying it's for justice, but ask yourself honestly, were all those things you did for justice or just to show off your power?"

"Wen Shihan, I will kill you!" Lin Dong's eyes were bloodshot, his killing intent surging. "What have you done to Xiao Qing?"

This foolish man was hooked by a little beauty and now he can only be manipulated by her.

Wen Shihan wanted to make a few more sarcastic remarks, but suddenly remembered the mysterious person's instructions on several principles that should not be violated, one of which was to never talk if you can take action. So she immediately unleashed her killing move and said no more.

"Don't you want to know? Then see for yourself."

Immortal Path Killing Move - Entangling Wind and Gentle Tomb.

It must be said that Wen Shihan is a true genius. Since reaching the True Immortal realm, she has been able to construct killing moves at an increasingly rapid pace. Killing moves that others take years or even decades to develop, she can create in just a few months. Now, her killing moves are not only well-structured, but also include many surprisingly effective techniques.

Take the "Entwined Wind and Gentle Tomb" killer move as an example. It can ignite the most primal desires in the victim's heart, causing them to fall into the abyss of desire without realizing it, unable to escape.

Love gradually welled up in Lin Dong's eyes, and all he could think about was Shangguan Qing.

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing, give me back my Xiao Qing!!"

"Ha ha……"

Wen Shihan chuckled in a low voice, summoning Shangguan Qing, who was actually himself in disguise, from the shadows. In front of Lin Dong, he performed a live dissection.

Lin Dong's initial anger and roars gradually turned into pleading and wailing, until finally he became numb and begged for mercy. The lingering, gentle atmosphere of the tomb deepened his feelings for Shangguan Qing, and the deeper those feelings became, the more cruel Wen Shihan's actions appeared.

The original body also had to endure 100% of the pain of the incarnation, but Wen Shihan remained expressionless. She threw the dissected Shangguan Qing, who was now only a head, in front of Lin Dong and looked down at him.

Lin Dong's mind had collapsed. He stared blankly at the charred head, knowing that it was his Xiao Qing.

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing..."

"How does this feel? This feeling of loving someone you can't have..."

Wen Shihan sneered and stepped on the head.

"But your feeling is nothing compared to how I felt back then."

"Back then, the will of the world wasn't satisfied with taking away my brother; it also wanted to take away the things he left me. Taking away the things wasn't enough; it also wanted to take away my memories of my brother. Heh... For me, that feeling was nothing short of a form of torture."

The pitch-black flames roared, and Wen Shihan shouted:

"I've long understood the essence of things. The will of the world is the will of your protagonist. Since that's the case, then I'll make you collapse first. Open your eyes wide and look, Lin Dong, the woman you loved most has been tortured to death by me. You'll never have her again!"

With a powerful stomp, the charred brown head vanished into thin air.

Lin Dong roared furiously, but it was too late; the Yin spiritual energy seized the opportunity to take over his consciousness.

"Junior sister, what are you doing?"

Mu Xiaobai's voice echoed inside the cave.

"It's here," Wen Shihan's eyes sharpened. The world interference the mysterious man had mentioned had appeared.

She was multitasking, controlling Lin Dong with her main body while simultaneously controlling her avatar to meet the female protagonist.

Mu Xiaobai looked at Wen Shihan with suspicion and asked, "Junior Sister, what were you doing in there just now?"

"It's just practicing a killing move. Besides, what I do doesn't need to be reported to Senior Sister, does it?" Wen Shihan, in his white robes, spoke coldly. "But Senior Sister, I set up a barrier at the entrance. How did you get in?"

"This one……"

Mu Xiaobai was a little embarrassed and quickly explained, "I'm sorry, junior sister. I called you outside for a long time and you didn't respond. I got anxious and... I'm really sorry. I will make it up to you."

"what's up?"

"It's about Lin Dong from Cold Water Peak, the one I told you about before, remember? He's gone missing. I know you have tracking-type killing moves, so I thought..."

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes sharpened: "Junior sister, how can this be your avatar? Where is your true self?"

Regardless of whether others were willing or not, Mu Xiaobai immediately unleashed his killing move, and then his expression changed drastically: "Why is there Lin Dong's spiritual energy aura deep within your cave?"

He remained silent, observing the situation with a cold and indifferent expression, without intervening or uttering a word.

"Wen Shihan, what have you done!?"

Mu Xiaobai unleashed her spiritual energy, and the Yang spiritual energy driven by her Yang spiritual root directly dispersed the avatar. She rushed into the depths of the cave like lightning, and then was stunned by the scene before her.

Wen Shihan sat listlessly on the throne formed from yin energy, wearing a black robe that revealed glimpses of her cleavage. Her beautiful legs were crossed, exuding not a trace of roguishness, but rather the air of a noble queen.

Lin Dong emerged, and the man Mu Xiaobai had been longing for was now kneeling on the ground, barking like a dog to please Wen Shihan.

"Wang Wang!"

Seeing Mu Xiaobai standing there almost frozen in place, Wen Shihan's lips curled up slightly as he said: