The improved female villains regained their memories.

It thought a lot. Admittedly, it felt sorry for him, but it didn't matter anymore. These days, there are plenty of people you feel sorry for, so one more won't make a difference.

All it needs to do is protect his safety.

In the bustling city, Yang Pingsheng opened his eyes.

People walked past him noisily, but he stood there alone.

In the steel and concrete city, the cement floors are like people's indifferent hearts. In this hurried world, no one cares about the soul of a lonely person.

He stood there, began to walk, and stepped into the surging crowd.

Let's look again.

Thinking it over, I took a step forward.

The everyday life of ordinary people was on full display at this moment. Yang Pingsheng saw many things: an old man selling jianbing (Chinese crepes), a beggar begging at the bridgehead, arguing couples, and a mother comforting her troubled child. The shadows of tall buildings swallowed up the pedestrians on the road. He looked up, but those skyscrapers were so tall that he couldn't even see the sunlight.

The world is boundless, yet his soul is trapped here, waiting to meet another person.

Yang Pingsheng didn't know how long he had walked; he even suspected it would never end, so he stopped.

Ahead, a blurry figure was swaying.

People come and go, their shadows visible through the breeze. The wind blows gently, and the silhouettes of the figures gradually become clear.

Who are you--

"Hey!"

Yang Pingsheng suddenly opened his eyes, spiritual energy surrounding him. The window next to him opened, and the wind mixed with cold rain slapped against his face.

It was already dark outside, and a light rain was falling; it was another drizzly day.

"Wow, that's awesome, bro! You've already opened your spiritual veins and become an immortal."

"..."

"Silly?"

"No."

Why do you seem so dull?

"fine."

Yang Pingsheng regained his composure, opened his left hand, and there, white lines began to spread from the palm and gradually spread into his pulse.

The surrounding spiritual energy gradually merged and permeated, causing the white patterns to disappear, blending into the energy and vanishing completely.

He lowered his hand and said nothing.

The system remained silent, and the two of them stayed silent until the night deepened.

The next evening, Tie Niu arrived, bringing food. Tonight they would have cooked beef and sesame seed cakes. There were fifty cakes in total; Yang Pingsheng would eat one, and Tie Niu would eat forty-nine.

After finishing his meal, Tie Niu tidied up and said, "Let's go."

Yang Pingsheng asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

The burly man stood there speechless for a long time. Just as Yang Pingsheng was about to ask again, he managed to utter three words: "Looking at the stars."

Enduring Yang Pingsheng's strange gaze, Tie Niu thought for a moment and added, "The boss told me to."

The boss is Luo Benmo.

The stars in the night sky were shining brightly. Yang Pingsheng, dressed in a cotton coat and wearing an overcoat, was wrapped up tightly and sat on a blue stone to watch the stars.

In the distance, the dark green forest resembled an ocean, its waves rippling in the wind. The sound of the mountain streams was like thunder, and the fresh air was blocked by Tie Niu—this guy stood behind Yang Pingsheng with his hands behind his back, as tall as a wall.

"Uncle Tie Niu, what is my sister doing?"

After watching for a while, unable to bear the loneliness, Yang Pingsheng looked up at Tie Niu, intending to ask about Luo Benmo.

He had been confined to the wooden house for the past few years and was unaware of what Luo Benmo was doing, so he was indeed somewhat out of touch.

Tie Niu remained silent for a long time, then replied, "Busy."

A very official answer.

"What exactly are you busy with?"

"Many things."

"What is it?"

"Things to be busy with."

"What are you busy with?"

"Busy with matters concerning the mountain stronghold."

"What are you busy with in the mountain stronghold?"

"I'm busy with a lot of things in the mountain village."

After the gurgling words went around in circles, Yang Pingsheng became unhappy.

"Uncle Tie Niu, are you unwilling to tell me?"

Tie Niu neither admitted nor denied it, but simply turned his head to the side and said, "My life."

The first time he called him by his name, in this way: "You're too young to understand."

Small? But is Luo Benmo really that big?

Although his body was small, his soul was already mature. In comparison, Luo Benmo was truly small.

But even so, he couldn't get close to her. Without closeness, change was out of the question.

For no apparent reason, he felt a little discouraged and jumped off the rock: "Let's go back."

Tie Niu asked, "Aren't you going to watch anymore?"

"Don't look at it."

The stars aren't anything special.

On the mountain not far away, the wind blew through her cascading silver hair, making her look like a snow-white elf. Luo Benmo watched, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Today is a good day because Luo Benmo is not cultivating.

After that, whenever Yang Pingsheng wanted to look at the stars, she didn't cultivate anymore.

Chapter Eleven: Joy and Sorrow

In the days leading up to New Year's Eve, Luo Benmo suddenly returned one day and said he would take him to the city to play on New Year's Eve.

Yang Pingsheng was overjoyed, not because she went to the city with Luo Benmo on New Year's Eve, but because she was willing to put aside her affairs and be with him that day.

The system seemed incredulous, muttering, "Could the female villain have changed her gender? Impossible."

Is he a brother he's adopted, not a biological brother? Has Luo Benmo changed just because of these few years together?

The system thought it was impossible; Luo Benmo wasn't the kind of person who would waste effort. So when it spoke to Yang Pingsheng, the system bluntly said, "A born villain isn't the kind of person who considers feelings. Her invitation to come to the city on New Year's Eve was probably for ulterior motives."

"But," Yang Pingsheng asked the ball of light, his eyes wide, "what could she possibly want from me?"

Yes, even if Luo Benmo schemes and plots, what could she possibly gain from Yang Pingsheng?

The system had no reply, only telling Yang Pingsheng to be careful, before disappearing into the background.

It sensed that Luo Benmo seemed to have increased his surveillance capabilities on Yang Pingsheng, so in most cases, it rarely came out to chat with Yang Pingsheng anymore.

If nothing unexpected happens, I'll have to stay in hiding for a while longer after this.

In the afternoon, after lunch, Yang Pingsheng practiced for a while, and then, feeling bored, leaned against the window to look at the scenery.

It rained this morning, but now the dark clouds have dispersed, and water droplets are hanging on the tender green leaves, telling the story of new life.

Every Lunar New Year's Eve, Lingquan City hosts a grand gala. The gala is filled with singing and dancing, fireworks displays, and families bring their children to watch the performances and then stroll through the market. Only at this time do people forget the pain of war and enjoy a brief period of peace.

Tie Niu brought over the new clothes early in the morning, and Yang Pingsheng put them on. The bright red cotton-padded jacket, outlined with white silver thread, resembled a white dragon on fiery clouds. Wearing it, with two bells tied to his wrists, Yang Pingsheng looked incredibly festive.

After taking a nap, when he opened his eyes again, he saw Luo Benmo. She was still sitting in that chair, resting with her eyes closed. Yang Pingsheng immediately jumped out of bed and excitedly ran towards her: "Sister!"

Luo Benmo opened his eyes. The child stumbled towards him, a smile of excitement on his face. His soft, sweet voice, coupled with his fiery red clothes, and the clear ringing of the bell on his wrist, made him feel the child's excitement.

"elder sister!"

Yang Pingsheng threw himself into Luo Benmo's arms: "Are we going into the city?"

The latter did not react, but simply touched his head and pondered.

"Sister?" Receiving no response, Yang Pingsheng looked up at her strangely.

"Ah."

Only when she realized the other person was looking at her did Luo Benmo respond. She gestured for Yang Pingsheng to stand up, then stood up herself and said, "Let's go."

She grabbed Yang Pingsheng and transformed into a bolt of lightning. Before Yang Pingsheng could react, he found himself standing on the outskirts of Lingquan City.

Not far away, the three large characters "Lingquan City" came into view.

"Amazing!!"

Yang Pingsheng clung to Luo Benmo's arm, his eyes blinking rapidly. Only the system felt a chill; it could, of course, sense what methods Luo Benmo had used.

[It's actually a celestial killing move...]

The fact that Luo Benmo can use immortal killing moves means that he has already become an Earth Immortal.

No, that's not right. The system observed carefully and discovered the anomaly. After using this move, Luo Benmo's aura was clearly unstable. She was only barely managing to execute the move, unlike an Earth Immortal who could use it freely.

In the original timeline, Luo Benmo steadily reached the Earth Immortal realm by absorbing Gu Tianran's spiritual root. Now, Luo Benmo probably still needs to absorb spiritual roots to reach the Earth Immortal realm, just like her original self; otherwise, the backlash from her talent would make her wish she were dead.

Gu Tianran, Lingquan City, so that's how it is! The system suddenly realized why Luo Benmo had agreed to bring Yang Pingsheng into the city that day.

But it said nothing, it just watched in silence.

Look, this is just the appetizer before the main show begins.

At night, the city is brightly lit and bustling with activity. The stage in the square has been set up, and beautiful dancers perform songs and dances. Large floats parade through the city, bringing joy to the people.

Having spent so much time in a child's body, Yang Pingsheng's personality had become somewhat childlike. He would pull Luo Benmo to look at this one moment, and then drag her to buy that the next, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Luo Benmo didn't react much; she agreed to everything Yang Pingsheng asked for.