The improved female villains regained their memories.

Luo Benmo jumped off the rock—she had been standing on the same rock while speaking, which was why she appeared to be the same height as the two of them. Pale blue spiritual energy gathered around her, emitting starlight.

The fear in their eyes intensified, but Luo Benmo said nothing more, simply turning around and saying, "Come with me."

The scene follows the three as they move forward. After walking for a while, the view suddenly opens up. The two have left the back mountain and entered a canyon.

In the open space not far away stood three hundred men in black, each wielding a knife. The leader, a man nearly two meters tall and as strong as a bear or tiger, bowed his head first upon seeing Luo Benmo arrive.

"Sister Luo."

Luo Benmo nodded, his cold eyes turning to the stunned monkey and the lone wolf.

"Regardless of whether he attempts to become an Earth Immortal or not, I will take action tomorrow."

As Luo Benmo spoke these words, a cold wind passed by and gently lifted her hair.

What is a thirteen-year-old girl planning to do, secretly raising three hundred assassins behind a valley?

Or rather, what is she going to do?

The image froze at that moment, but the next second, Luo Benmo suddenly looked up and stared directly at the screen.

Yang Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat.

Through the visuals, the two people's perspectives transcend time and space, gazing at each other.

Chapter Eight: Predestination

The system immediately shut down the screen.

"...As expected of a female villain, even without any growth, her intuition is already terrifying enough."

With lingering fear, it said decisively, "I'm turning off my computer now. I'll turn it back on tomorrow morning. Good luck."

"........."

The system's voice fell silent.

The night was still deep, and the wind rustled through the trees, creating strange noises.

Yang Pingsheng closed his eyes, the scene of their eye contact still echoing in his mind.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, and his breathing gradually steadyed with the chirping of crickets outside. A dark shadow descended from the window and loomed over Yang Pingsheng.

Luo Benmo stood by the window, looking at the sleeping Yang Pingsheng.

After staring for about five seconds, she looked away and walked step by step around to the main entrance.

Tap, tap.

The footsteps grew heavier.

crunch--

The sound of the wooden door being pushed open.

Yang Pingsheng's breathing remained steady and orderly. The footsteps gradually approached and finally stopped at the bedside.

There was no further movement.

In the darkness, the body seems to return to a state of nothingness. Consciousness drifts aimlessly, attempting to return to the mother's embrace.

Finally, the bed moved, and the person got into bed. There was a rustling sound, as if they had turned over.

Yang Pingsheng breathed a slight sigh of relief, cautiously opened his eyes, and then—

Their eyes met; Luo Benmo was lying on his side, looking at him.

My heart seemed to stop for a moment.

But then the beating resumed, a strong beating.

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

Luo Benmo spoke first.

Her silver hair slightly obscured her eyes, which were like whirlpools, seemingly capable of sucking people in.

She asked again, "Can't you sleep?"

"Where did my sister go?"

This might be a good opportunity to deepen the relationship, Yang Pingsheng suddenly realized. He pursed his lips and asked.

Faced with Yang Pingsheng's question, Luo Benmo remained silent. At thirteen years old, he lacked the innocence one would expect, his mind filled with contemplation and calculation.

"My life."

For the first time in three years, Luo Benmo called his name in a gentle tone.

Will you support me?

What kind of person is Luo Benmo?

Heaven says she is the savior of evil people.

The system said she was born extremely evil.

Zhengdao said she was the biggest bastard in history.

However, there were also times when she sought support from her younger brother.

What can a six-year-old child do to help her? Nothing.

But that night, the night before the rebellion, she still asked.

What was her purpose in asking that question?

Yang Pingsheng didn't know, and he wouldn't know even much later.

All he knew was that the next day, amidst thunder and rain, she stood on the high platform and held Liu Mazi's head high.

The bandits below the stage were celebrating wildly, and some even spat at Liu Mazi.

She did not use force to coerce everyone, and Yang Pingsheng, who was swept into the middle of the frenzied crowd, understood this.

A thirteen-year-old girl spent three years killing the leader of a gang of villains and becoming the new leader. The original villains celebrated her actions.

She has become the new Liu Mazi.

Lightning illuminated her figure, which appeared incredibly tall from below the stage. Yang Pingsheng watched, recalling the system's words, and gradually began to have doubts.

Can he really change Luo Benmo with his own power without the help of Heaven?

That girl, only thirteen years old, had already accomplished things that many adults could not.

Yang Pingsheng understood that even a short person could cast a huge shadow.

-----

Time: Now.

Location: Eternal Mountains.

On a giant rock at the highest point of the mountain, the array slowly activated, flashing with dazzling light. Luo Benmo opened his eyes.

Thousands of lightning bolts swirled behind her. The girl with fair skin and delicate bones stood up slowly, her expression indifferent, and looked down at the forest and land not far away.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her skin was as flawless as white jade, her pure face was free of makeup, and her dark eyes were bright and deep, revealing no emotion.

A cool and aloof expression is her usual look, but combined with this appearance, it makes her exceptionally cute.

The wind, carrying a light drizzle, splashed all over her face. She looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds filled the sky, stretching upwards like a vast, teeming crowd. Occasionally, thunder rumbled through the clouds, its deep, resonant rumble echoing in people's hearts.

She could easily see such scenery ever since she obtained the Lightning Spirit Root. But she had never taken it so seriously before, because she hated looking up at things.

Yes, she hated looking up to others; she preferred looking down on them. From villages to dens of villains, and then to Spirit Spring City, her ultimate desire was to make others kneel before her, even the powerful. Those beings she once looked up to had all vanished. From her father, to Liu Mazi, to Ling Feizi, and finally to the Will of the World.

But now, having experienced so much, she is willing to look up again. This time, she looks up to her own strength.

That day was the day before she successfully killed Liu Mazi and obtained the Thunder Spirit Root. That night, Yang Pingsheng said to her, "As long as you don't do bad things, I will support you."

But what constitutes a bad thing?

When I was a child, a fortune teller passed through our village. He seemed to be a traveling monk, and he claimed to tell fortunes for free. Everyone in the village treated him warmly, hoping he could tell the fortunes of their family members.

Her father was no exception; he pulled her and her brother aside and had the fortune teller tell their fortunes. The fortune teller looked at them and gave his prediction.

He pointed at Luo Benqing and said, "This child has a pure celestial destiny, is born a kind person, and will surely become a wealthy and savior of the world in the future."

He pointed at Luo Benmo and said, "This child's fate is extremely wicked and disastrous, destined for loneliness and misfortune. She is a born bad person. Apart from her younger brother, all her relatives around her will probably be cursed to death by her."

When asked for his proof, the fortune teller didn't say much, only smiled slightly:

"A born villain, destined for great success or great failure, is either double-pupiled or silver-haired."

The fortune teller left, and that night, Luo Benmo was beaten by her father for the first time. From then on, she was always beaten by her father.

No matter what he did, he was suspected of having ulterior motives; no matter what he did, he was suspected of doing bad things. This news spread throughout the village, and whenever something bad happened, everyone instinctively thought of Luo Benmo. Conversely, whenever something good happened, everyone thought of Luo Benqing.

Her full head of silver hair had become a symbol of the witch.

When she was seven years old, it was her father's birthday, and Luo Benmo made a bowl of longevity noodles. Admittedly, her purpose in making this bowl of noodles was to hope that her father would not beat her. She wanted her father to understand that she was filial and that she didn't want to be beaten anymore; it always hurt so much.

However, when she served it to her father, he didn't eat it. Instead, he asked suspiciously:

"You didn't poison me, did you?"

The rain gradually intensified.

The cold wind on the mountaintop ruffled her hair, and icy, fine raindrops pattered on her face. Memories flooded her eyes, and a flicker of emotion crossed them.

What constitutes a bad thing?

She looked up at the sky, letting the rain soak her through.

Chapter Nine: Born

After Luo Benmo became Liu Mazi, Yang Pingsheng's life didn't change much.

He was still trapped in his little wooden house every day, and his life was extremely boring. He spent his days passing the time with the little things that Luo Benmo had brought him.

Since taking over the entire stronghold, Luo Benmo has had even less time. He used to cook for Yang Pingsheng, but now his meals are taken care of by a guy named Tie Niu. Yang Pingsheng had seen him in the system's view; this guy was the leader of the group of men in black, given his exceptionally tall stature.