The improved female villains regained their memories.

So be it.

"In that case, I won't say anything more."

Surrounded by a sphere of light, it compromised once again: "Although I still recommend that you carry out the Heavenly Dao's plan, well... never mind, try it if you want."

Yang Pingsheng smiled and said, "Thank you."

That's the right thing to do. We agreed that he should try out his plan first. How can we take away his rights just because he failed once?

This time, this time he will definitely...

"However, I have something to remind you."

The system's voice sounded again.

"This time, you will leave this world at the age of twenty. If there is still no progress by the time you are fifteen, then you must resume the plan of Heaven."

"it is good."

Yang Pingsheng nodded, "That's how it should be."

"Hehe, very good."

The system let out another low laugh.

"By the way, there's one more thing I need to tell you. Why do you think Luo Benmo didn't resist at the beginning?"

"What do you mean?" Yang Pingsheng was stunned.

"Why didn't Luo Benmo resist when the bandits first discovered you? Instead, he only revealed his abilities after you were brought back?" The system's words were like a tempting trap, luring its prey closer. "Why do you think that is, Yang Pingsheng?"

"because……"

Yang Pingsheng opened his mouth, unable to answer.

But it's okay, the system answered for him.

"Because her goal has always been this place, you idiot."

The system mocked without hesitation, its sphere of light swaying from side to side, highlighting its smugness.

"Yang Pingsheng, don't forget what Luo Benmo is. She's a born villain. Unlike her brother, who's a born good person, that guy is inherently evil. You can interpret every move she makes with the utmost malice. Tsk tsk, guess why the whole village was slaughtered, but Luo Benmo and Luo Benqing survived?"

"This……"

In the distance, a figure is approaching.

The light sphere was the first to sense it and voiced its dissatisfaction.

"Tsk, you're back. Jumping through worlds took a lot of my energy. Since you're going to do things your way, I won't bother you any longer. I'm shutting down."

In any case, there's no escaping it in the end.

The sphere of light merged into Yang Pingsheng's body and disappeared. Not far away, a girl dressed in coarse linen clothes, her silver hair flowing, walked towards them.

Yang Pingsheng stood up: "Sister."

She glanced at Yang Pingsheng, ignored him, and walked straight in.

But that one glance left Yang Pingsheng frozen in place.

What a cold and indifferent look in his eyes.

He was devoid of warmth, as cold as frost, and was practically a completely different person from the one who risked his life to protect him during the day.

In the corner of the cabin, next to a wooden table, sat a wooden chair. She sat down without saying a word, resting her elbows on the table beside her, tilting her head to the side, and supporting half of her cheek with her hand.

"come over."

She coldly commanded Yang Pingsheng:

"Give me a leg massage."

Luo Benmo's soul was as black as ink.

Now, at only ten years old, she has already changed her appearance and is showing the greatest malice.

Chapter Seven: Rebellious Spirit

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the vast mountain stronghold, no one could talk to him. Everyone was too busy every day, either busy killing people or busy going to bed; no one had any free time to interact with a little kid.

Furthermore, Luo Benmo protected him very well. Two people tried to sneak up on Yang Pingsheng, but Luo Benmo discovered them and gave them a severe beating. After that, no one came looking for Yang Pingsheng again.

Boredom piled up, and he could only stay in his room every day, staring blankly at the same scenery outside.

Luo Benmo's return times gradually became unpredictable. He didn't tell him about the many things happening in the mountain stronghold; he could only glean information from Luo Benmo's behavior through observation. From coarse linen clothes to a tiger skin covering his body, and then to carrying a sword on his back, the stench of blood on Luo Benmo grew stronger day by day.

She killed someone.

In the world of bandits, killing is ultimately the only thing that matters.

Unlike Wen Shihan, this time, Yang Pingsheng couldn't even stop it.

He could sense the change in Luo Benmo; she became increasingly silent and irritable. She went from spacing out at night to falling into a deep sleep as soon as she lay down. She also stopped sharing her innermost thoughts with Yang Pingsheng, wrapping up her true self once more.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that she still lets Yang Pingsheng massage her legs.

"elder sister."

Yang Pingsheng called out softly, carefully presenting the item in his hands to Luo Benmo.

It was a wooden doll, crudely carved, but you could barely make out that it was a girl.

Today, Luo Benmo unusually stayed in her room, lost in thought. She had been pondering like this for many days, only getting up to cook when Yang Pingsheng said he was hungry; otherwise, she remained motionless.

"Sister~"

Yang Pingsheng called out again, his voice filled with grievance.

Luo Benmo sat on a bamboo chair with his feet propped up on the table, revealing skin as white and tender as snow. His silver hair swayed in the wind, and his dark eyes slowly moved down, finally settling on Yang Pingsheng.

The little baby, dressed in thick cotton clothes, looked at me with bright, sparkling eyes, something else brewing within them.

Luo Benmo remained silent, lowered his feet, and picked up the puppet.

The wind outside was mingling intimately with the trees, occasionally shyly slipping indoors, bringing a slight chill to the air.

"It's so ugly."

She said this, then put it in her arms.

Yang Pingsheng was initially disappointed by her words, but seeing her actions, he became happy again.

"I will try my best to make my sister look prettier!"

Luo Benmo would always bring him back things—sometimes books, sometimes mechanical toys, sometimes knives and other odds and ends. He had plenty of wood for making puppets, so he could practice slowly.

Yang Pingsheng always believed that one day the two would be like ordinary siblings.

Luo Benmo looked at him, slowly hummed in agreement, and then moved her fingers. Yang Pingsheng understood what she meant and stepped forward to massage her legs.

The greatest act of malice she showed him was by asking him to massage her legs.

Time slipped away unnoticed, the moon rose high, and after dinner and a quick wash, the two went to bed.

The two naturally slept in the same bed. Because Luo Benmo possessed the body of an immortal, her skin had not become rough from her battles; on the contrary, it was as white as jade. She was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and a large amount of moonlight slanted in from the window, forming a white expanse along with her skin and silver hair.

Having lay there for three years, she'd gotten used to it. Yang Pingsheng clung to Luo Benmo's arm, his legs brazenly draped over her stomach. Luo Benmo didn't object, her eyes merely lingering for a moment before looking away.

As night deepened, their breathing became even. But not long after, one of them opened his eyes.

Luo Benmo gently moved Yang Pingsheng's hands and feet away, put on his clothes, and left.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and then another person opened their eyes.

Yang Pingsheng stood up and sighed softly in the darkness.

The system's voice rang out, as deep as ever: "Your acting skills have improved a lot."

Since waking up a month ago, this guy has been in "watching the drama unfold" mode. When he's in a good mood, he'll occasionally offer a comment or two regarding Yang Pingsheng's repeated mishaps.

These past two days, Luo Benmo has been going out late at night, always making sure to do so while Yang Pingsheng is asleep. His strange behavior has aroused Yang Pingsheng's suspicion.

So, what are you planning to do?

The system gloated: "Do you need my help?"

"...How can you help?"

"My energy has almost recovered, so I can still help you with a spying."

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

"Be a little nicer, hey."

"...Didn't I already ask you for a favor?"

"Tsk tsk, your attitude has gotten colder these past few years from spending time with female villains," the system said with a tsk. "But whatever, since you're my host, I'll be kind and help you out."

A scene unfolded in Yang Pingsheng's mind.

The jungle at night reveals the mysterious veil of the goddess of darkness. The back mountain of this den of villains is a place rarely visited. Luo Benmo, wearing a shirt draped over his shoulders, stands with his hands behind his back, surrounded by a seemingly vibrant spiritual energy.

Soon, the bushes stirred, and someone arrived. There were two people: one was the man who looked like a monkey back then, and the other was the one-eyed man who had stood next to Liu Mazi back then.

"Monkey, Lone Wolf, how's the situation?"

It's hard to imagine that this is a scene of two adult men being so respectful in front of a thirteen-year-old girl. Hearing Luo Benmo's question, both men lowered their heads. It was the man called Monkey who spoke first: "Sister Luo, it's confirmed. Liu Mazi will attempt to become a Di Xian at midnight two days from now."

Is this true?

"This one……"

"Ok?"

The monkey stammered, unable to respond. Luo Benmo narrowed his eyes and turned to the one-eyed man: "You speak."

"This... Sister Luo, the situation may not be true."

The lone wolf, trembling with fear, thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth.

"This news was told by Sister Green. You know Sister Green... she's not always reliable."

"……I see."