The improved female villains regained their memories.

Standing nearly two meters tall, resembling a bear or tiger, Yang Pingsheng hadn't been able to see his face clearly before, as he was wearing a mask. Now that the other man had removed it, he could see him clearly: a face full of fleshy muscles, a ferocious expression, and the very embodiment of invincibility.

He looks fierce, but he's a good guy. With Luo Benmo away, he works as Yang Pingsheng's nanny and bodyguard. He takes care of everything, from meals to daily life.

Sometimes, when the two ate together, Tie Niu would finish his own food first and then look at the food in Yang Pingsheng's bowl.

Yang Pingsheng felt uneasy under their gaze and cautiously asked, "I can't eat anymore, Uncle Tie Niu, do you want some?"

The other party nodded, took it, and started cooking it.

And so, time passed little by little, until—

It's Chinese New Year.

When Liu Mazi was around, the village never celebrated the New Year, and there was no such custom. But now, times have changed, and so have the old rules.

Yang Pingsheng really wanted to ask his older sister what she thought about this matter. However, since Luo Benmo acquired her spiritual root, her strength had risen to a new level, and the system no longer dared to probe her casually. Often, Yang Pingsheng was unaware of her whereabouts.

So when Luo Benmo suddenly stood outside the window, he was startled.

In the south, it wasn't snowing, but the air was already much colder. However, Luo Benmo was still dressed as thinly as ever, standing on tiptoe on a rock, staring blankly into the room.

"elder sister?"

Yang Pingsheng was carving wood when he saw Luo Benmo and ran over happily: "You're back so early today?"

"Ah."

She stepped off the stone and went around to the main entrance.

As the sun set, half the sky was dyed crimson. A young girl walked in the afterglow, her beautiful silver hair tinged with blood.

Yang Pingsheng blinked, held up the two wooden carvings in his hands, and showed them to Luo Benmo: "Sister, look."

The two wood carvings are much better looking and more exquisite than the original ones.

"This is my older sister."

He lifted up one of the shorter wooden sculptures of a girl, and then lifted up another taller wooden sculpture of a boy: "This is me."

Luo Benmo looked down, his silver hair being blown away by the cold wind and falling into the shadows, briefly losing its pale red color.

Her gaze moved between the two wooden carvings, and she took them.

Yang Pingsheng looked up, waiting for praise, when he heard Luo Benmo's cool voice:

Why am I so short?

This time, I didn't care about being ugly; I cared about other things instead.

"Because I'm going to grow taller than my sister!"

Yang Pingsheng raised his hand and said.

His bright eyes were clear, his voice was firm, and he was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, looking like a ball, swaying back and forth.

Luo Benmo felt the lingering warmth of the wood carving and put it into his arms.

"Give me a leg massage."

Okay~

Luo Benmo sat on the wooden chair, lost in thought as always. Yang Pingsheng massaged her legs, seemingly to massage them, but actually to flirt with her.

"Sister, Uncle Tie Niu said we'll celebrate Chinese New Year this year, is that true?"

"Sister, Uncle Tie Niu can eat so much! He can eat even more than me."

"Sister, how did you become so beautiful?"

"Sister, what do you all do during Chinese New Year?"

"Sister, shall we go stargazing during Chinese New Year?"

"Sister, will you play with me?"

"elder sister……"

The child kept talking, and Luo Benmo remained silent most of the time, only responding occasionally. Her gaze swept past Yang Pingsheng and landed on the tree outside the window.

Chinese New Year...

This was announced a few days ago, and when she made the announcement, the bandits were all surprised.

Those who live on the edge are either starving or utterly alone. What haven't these villains from all corners of the world done? The New Year belongs to ordinary people in a prosperous era, not to them.

But since it was the leader's order, they obeyed, assuming the leader was young and wanted to enjoy the New Year. They went about their business as usual, treating it as a break.

Luo Benmo thought of something, pursed his lips, and looked at Yang Pingsheng, who was still rambling on with the same smile on his face.

She listened; the wind outside had picked up, as if trying to drown out his voice. Dark clouds gathered outside, threatening rain.

boom!

A muffled clap of thunder sounded.

Few can trigger extraordinary phenomena when using spiritual roots; only a select few geniuses can do so. Luo Benmo is one of those rare geniuses, but she doesn't particularly like it. The dark, deep clouds resemble the prophecy of the fortune teller from years ago.

Luo Benmo, was her soul truly born as black as ink?

"I'll spend Chinese New Year with you this year, Tie Niu."

Yang Pingsheng was stunned, his smile almost freezing on his face: "Huh?"

A flash of lightning, and before Yang Pingsheng could see clearly, the figure vanished.

In the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness, a den of villains, Luo Benmo stood and pressed the button that led to the secret chamber.

With a rumble, the bookshelf split in two, revealing stone steps.

The villainous girl leader, her face cold, stepped down. Deep inside, the lone wolf had been waiting for some time.

"Boss."

The candlelight flickered, casting swaying shadows of the two figures. Deep within this tunnel lay a cave on the back mountain, seemingly connected to the lair of villains.

The natural caves have been transformed into prison cells, and the stench of blood is so strong it makes people want to vomit.

Luo Benmo remained unmoved and asked coldly, "No?"

“We have searched all the surrounding villages, but we have indeed found no cultivators with spiritual roots.”

Lone Wolf smiled ingratiatingly: "There is a Spirit Spring City, but boss, as you know, the city lord of Spirit Spring City is a terrestrial immortal, and he has the support of an immortal sect behind him. We... dare not make a move."

"understood."

Luo Benmo stood with her hands behind her back, the flames reflected in her pupils, speechless.

Liu Mazi already possessed a spiritual root, but he kept it a secret as a trump card. That day, Luo Benmo rebelled, and Liu was fortunate enough to use his talent to seize Liu's lightning spiritual root. However, Luo Benmo quickly discovered its drawbacks.

She possessed a naturally immortal body, requiring her to constantly devour the spiritual roots of others to grow stronger. Otherwise, the lightning spiritual root she had originally seized would begin to backfire, causing her excruciating pain. This had nothing to do with the spiritual root itself, but purely with her constitution; even to alleviate the pain, she had to devour the spiritual roots of others.

She could now feel a dull pain deep within her body. It was a pain that penetrated to the very soul, and if she didn't suppress it, it could lead to serious problems.

“We can’t defeat the Lord of Lingquan City, but with the power you’ve bestowed upon him, his son won’t be a problem.”

"..."

Luo Benmo turned to look at him, his dark eyes revealing a ruthless pressure. Lone Wolf lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and said:

"A scout reports that Gu Tianran, son of Lingquan City Lord Gu Bixuan, and his daughter Gu Tianzhen will leave Lingquan City after New Year's Eve. Gu Tianran has already cultivated a spiritual root, and he won't be taking the paths within our villainous territory. If we disguise ourselves well..."

"I see."

The two stopped speaking, but they both understood each other's meaning.

Silence fell. Luo Benmo seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Second brother."

"I'm here."

What is evil?

Chapter Ten Cultivation

"What is evil? Of course, it is that those who follow the will of Heaven are good, and those who defy the will of Heaven are evil."

Inside the wooden cabin, Yang Pingsheng rested his chin on his hand, staring blankly out the window, while the system chattered incessantly beside him.

"The female villain in this world is a born evil person, a true rebel against the heavens. She is far inferior to the male and female protagonists who follow the heavens."

Annoyed by its noise, Yang Pingsheng asked another question: "How come it's so far off?"

"The female lead, Gu Tianran, is innocent, cute, kind, and lively. The male lead, Luo Benqing, is also innocent, cute, kind, and lively. Aren't they worlds apart?"

"The adjectives are all the same, isn't this just a naive and innocent girl?"

"A naive and innocent girl can be the protagonist?" the system retorted. "Heaven chose them as protagonists because they conform to Heaven's will."

"Fine, whatever makes you happy."

Yang Pingsheng stopped arguing with the system and continued to stare blankly.

Outside the window, familiar colors, the scenery of nature. I've seen it all day long, and I'm already tired of it.

"System, may I cultivate?"

In his previous life, the system gave him power, but in this life, because he insisted on using his own plan, the system remained in a spectator position, offering no help except in life-or-death situations and that one broadcast.

If they won't give it to me, then so be it. I can just refine it myself.

"Sure, but I have to tell you, your cultivation level will be reset to zero in the next life. Simply put, it will be all for nothing."

The system's voice was languid, yawning as it said, "So you might as well be nicer to me and let me grant you cultivation."

"No," Yang Pingsheng refused.

If you say you'll train, then train yourself. A real man shouldn't be swayed by a mere system.

Thus, Yang Pingsheng began his spiritual practice.

A cold wind was blowing outside. Yang Pingsheng listened to the wind, slowly closed his eyes, and felt the spiritual energy around him.

Demons possess demonic energy, and humans possess spiritual energy; though different, both are forms of the energy of heaven and earth. Because of his experience as an immortal in his previous life, Yang Pingsheng quickly grasped the feeling. Besides the energy flowing in through his nose and mouth, and the circulation within his body, other energies were combining with the energy around him.

The system remained silent, simply watching. But the more it watched, the more astonished it became.

Yang Pingsheng is truly talented. It thought that after only experiencing the body of an immortal once, he quickly found the feeling of opening his spiritual meridians. If this guy hadn't done these things and had focused on cultivation, there would probably have been another powerful True Immortal in the world.