The improved female villains regained their memories.

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"Are you sure everything's okay?"

Yang Pingsheng looked up at the sky and saw only a dark cloud.

Since the capture of Lingquan City, the sky over Lingquan City has never been clear again.

Beneath the dark clouds lies Luo Benmo's perception; Yang Pingsheng learned this lesson two years ago.

But Blood Pigeon didn't seem to care at all, and said with a grin, "My power wasn't given to me by Luo Benmo. Besides, I'm an Earth Immortal. If I really fought your sister, who knows who would win or lose."

Luo Benmo's talent is not as simple as devouring.

The spiritual roots she devours will split into two types of spiritual energy. One type of spiritual energy is used by Luo Benmo along with the devoured spiritual root. The other type of spiritual energy is the separated blood-colored spiritual energy, which Luo Benmo can use to create a blood-colored spiritual root and bestow it upon others, thus allowing ordinary people to possess the combat power of immortals.

This kind of bestowed spiritual root is called a blood spiritual root, and the person who receives it is called a bloodthirsty person. Bloodthirsty people can practice killing moves, but they cannot create killing moves, nor can they condense immortal artifacts or absorb spiritual energy for cultivation. Its principle is very similar to the principle by which the system bestowed spiritual energy upon Yang Pingsheng; both are bestowed by external force, so the upper limit is set there.

Yang Pingsheng's potential is determined by the system, while the potential of a Bloodthirsty Person is determined by Luo Benmo. Luo Benmo is at the Earth Immortal Realm, so the highest a Bloodthirsty Person can reach is also at the Earth Immortal Realm.

This is a terrifying talent. Theoretically, Luo Benmo could create an army of immortals all by herself. Devouring allows her to take shortcuts to level up and increase the upper limit of her immortal army; bestowing allows her to expand its numbers, ensuring that the immortal army is ever-renewing and never ends.

Of course, the way of heaven emphasizes balance; the more powerful a talent is, the more terrible the negative effects it brings.

The negative effect of devouring meant that from the moment Luo Benmo devoured his first spiritual root, he had to keep devouring, or he would suffer excruciating pain deep within his soul. Similarly, bestowing also had negative effects. Its negative effect was that the bloodthirsty person would become addicted to human blood and needed to regularly drink blood to maintain the circulation of blood spiritual energy.

The Monkey King, Lone Wolf, and Iron Ox, three of the Four Heavenly Kings, all possessed the power of Earth Immortals, which was transformed through Luo Benmo's bestowal.

It must be said that the power of the villain's den is indeed terrifying. The Four Heavenly Kings are Earth Immortals, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals are elite-level warriors who have undergone body tempering and purification, and the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends are immortal-level warriors who have cultivated their spiritual roots. Apart from Blood Pigeon, everyone else is a bloodthirsty individual.

With her talent, Luo Benmo created a kingdom—a kingdom that belonged exclusively to her.

Blood Pigeon placed the snacks on Yang Pingsheng's lap, then chattered on about the interesting things that had happened to her. Yang Pingsheng listened patiently, occasionally chiming in with a few words of agreement.

For the past two years, their interaction had been the same: one spoke, the other listened. But today seemed slightly different. After Blood Dove finished her chattering, Yang Pingsheng, unusually, took the initiative to ask:

"Sister Blood Pigeon".

He called out the other person's name, his gaze fixed on the grand hall that had been built not far away: "How is my sister?"

Blood Pigeon suddenly fell silent.

She gave a forced smile: "Doesn't your sister come here every day? Why are you asking me?"

“She won’t let me see that side of her.” Yang Pingsheng looked at her calmly. “She’s not in a good state right now, is she?”

Devouring requires constantly absorbing spiritual roots, otherwise problems will arise.

The power of the villainous den is terrifying, but only in the mortal realm.

The sect behind Lingquan City is the Immortal Sword Sect. Two years ago, they neglected Lingquan City due to internal affairs. Now that their business is settled, they naturally turn their attention back to Lingquan City. It is a true major sect of cultivation; even a den of villains is no match for it, let alone provoke other sects.

Without provoking other sects, it would be difficult to provide Luo Benmo with the Earth Immortal spiritual roots she needed to devour. Ordinary spiritual roots were no longer sufficient for her; they had to be Earth Immortal level spiritual roots.

Earth Immortals are pillars of cultivation sects. Earth Immortals who cultivate independently are even rarer. Currently, within Spirit Spring City, there are only two Earth Immortals whom Luo Benmo can devour.

One is Blood Pigeon, and the other is Yang Pingsheng.

Yang Pingsheng's question wasn't about Luo Benmo, but about Blood Pigeon. The other party, of course, understood his meaning, which was why his smile was somewhat forced.

However, this problem cannot be avoided.

Luo Benmo's condition was very abnormal; she was irritable, ferocious, and unpredictable. Just yesterday, during a meeting, she suddenly went berserk and started banging her head against the wall.

The Immortal Sword Sect's revenge is imminent, but their leader has run into trouble.

Blood Pigeon remained silent, then smiled helplessly: "Let fate decide."

Heaven, can Heaven help Luo Benmo?

As the system said last night, the Heavenly Dao's scheme has begun again, and everyone will become a pawn, unable to escape.

The net of Heaven is vast, its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it.

This is the system's trust in the Way of Heaven.

Chapter Twenty-One: Good and Evil Are Hard to Distinguish

"Sister Blood Pigeon, I want to go for a walk."

Yang Pingsheng was feeding the blood pigeons some pastries when he suddenly spoke.

The blood pigeon, who had been happily accepting the food, paused for a moment, her mask askew, revealing her chin and red lips.

"It's not that it's impossible."

Chewing on her snack, she straightened her mask, stepped forward, and tidied Yang Pingsheng's clothes.

"But whatever you do, don't tell your sister, or she'll beat me to death."

"Okay, I won't tell her."

"Haha, good boy, good boy."

Yang Pingsheng let Xuege tidy his clothes, feeling her caring gestures.

A few years ago, Luo Benmo was the same.

At that time, the den of villains was still a bandit stronghold, and the siblings, new to the place, were like sheep among wolves. Luo Benmo protected them very well, though she didn't say it, her actions spoke volumes. Whether it was eating, dressing, or even washing up, she insisted on doing it all herself.

Because of these things, people often forget Luo Benmo's age, but now that you think about it, wasn't Luo Benmo just a little girl back then?

Yang Pingsheng once asked the system, "Is Luo Benmo's precociousness also a result of his innate immortal body?"

The system's answer was: "No, being born with a celestial body brings talent, not personality."

In other words, that's just how Luo Benmo's personality is.

But the system added in its reply: "But personality, like talent, is also a gift from heaven. That's just how nature is."

When Luo Benmo was born, he neither cried nor laughed.

She was so calm that it terrified those around her.

Along her journey, she witnessed the destruction of villages, the thieves' dens, and the city of Lingquan. She trod upon the bones of the dead to build a paradise.

A paradise exclusively for wicked people.

All of this was because she claimed to have seen through good and evil.

Lingquan City was shrouded in dark clouds, unable to see the sun. The streets were desolate, a far cry from its former prosperity.

Blood Pigeon pushed the wheelchair, leading Yang Pingsheng slowly down the street.

In a dark alley not far away, a young woman in her early twenties was shielding a boy behind her, angrily demanding of several burly men surrounding her: "What do you want to do?"

The burly man at the head of the group sized up the girl repeatedly, then licked his lips: "We suspect you're connected to the resistance. Come with us."

"I've never heard of any resistance army." The girl's eyes were red, and even her voice was strained to hold back her tears. "You've already confiscated our house using this as a reason, what more do you want?"

"What do we want? Come with us and you'll find out."

"Hey, boss," a burly man behind him raised his hand, "I prefer the younger one."

The burly men looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

"Your hobby is just like your dead father's." The burly man in the lead laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "Alright, then the little one is also connected to the resistance, so take him along too."

"What are you doing? Don't touch my brother!!"

The girl struggled desperately, but the burly men had already surrounded her, and she couldn't break free at all.

Luo Benmo, who prides himself on being able to see through good and evil, is completely unable to control the evil of his subordinates.

Once one understands Luo Benmo's rules, evil can be easily inflicted. The good that Luo Benmo speaks of is simply impossible to achieve.

She could control the lives and deaths of her subordinates, making them loyal to her and fight for her. But she could not control their desires—the deepest desires in human nature.

Yang Pingsheng looked at them and said softly, "It's been two years. Are there still people using the guise of finding the resistance army to do shady things?"

“Yes, there is more.” Blood Pigeon stood behind, frowning as she said, “Not only is there more, but it has also intensified in the past two years. The entire Spirit Spring City is deathly still, and a large part of the reason is because of this.”

"Sister Blood Pigeon".

"Ok?"

"Please."

"No problem."

Blood Pigeon's figure disappeared.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the burly men, she suddenly stepped in front of the girl, swiftly and decisively ending the men's lives, one in each hand.

The last one left slumped to the ground and stammered, "Heavenly...Heavenly King, I am the Monkey King's man. The leader has decreed that Heavenly Kings cannot punish each other's subordinates."

“Is that so?” Blood Pigeon chuckled. “But the leader also stipulated that subordinates cannot contradict their superiors, or they will be dealt with as they see fit. You just contradicted me.”

"I didn't, Your Majesty, I didn't!"

"Ah...it didn't exist before, but it does now."

With a wave of his hand, blood splattered, and yet another life ended.

Having finished, Blood Pigeon glanced at the girl who was tightly covering the boy's eyes, said "Go back quickly," and then disappeared on the spot.

The next second, she returned to Yang Pingsheng's back.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sister Blood Pigeon."

"It's alright, I've disliked these parasites for a long time. Where do we go next?"

Where to go?

Yang Pingsheng glanced at the blood-red palace not far away, where the dark clouds were the thickest, and lightning flashed from time to time.

That was built by Luo Benmo; she works there every day.

The system's voice sounded at the right time: "Alright, today's mission is complete. Let Blood Pigeon take you back."

Another gust of wind blew by, and Yang Pingsheng lowered his eyes without saying a word.