The improved female villains regained their memories.

In those days, most private school teachers possessed some martial arts skills. In addition, Lone Wolf was knowledgeable and cultured, and Liu Mazi valued him, so he made him the second-in-command of the mountain stronghold.

He had a conscience, but not much. He also participated in the victory celebration in the square, but he would advise Liu Mazi to kill less. If the other party showed impatience, he would keep quiet.

He had read countless books and learned about the deeds of sage kings throughout history. In his youth, he dreamed of becoming a high-ranking official, supporting a wise ruler, and restoring peace to the world. However, he was neither born with the body of an immortal nor possessed the talents of one. In a world where one person could suppress thousands, his dream seemed far too insignificant.

In middle age, with war raging everywhere, all one's energy is focused on how to survive in this world. Childhood dreams are no longer as tangible as a bowl of bean rice.

Sometimes he thought that this might be how his life would be, living a life of danger and hardship in this den of villains, but that was still better than being an ordinary person.

He thought this way until the arrival of the siblings.

From Sister Luo, to the Boss, and then to the Leader. His childhood dream was rekindled, only the opponent wasn't some saintly king or wise ruler, but a born villain.

A born villain whose thoughts can be understood.

In a den of thugs, no one listens to his grand pronouncements; the villains are more interested in which family's girls are the best in martial arts. Many scoff at the principles Lone Wolf presents, but because of his position as the second-in-command, they dare not say anything to his face.

They won't listen, and neither will Liu Mazi. They're just a bunch of bandits; they kill people today and die tomorrow. Who has time to listen to your nonsense?

But Luo Benmo listened and even gave feedback.

She was only ten years old at the time.

Lone Wolf talked with her for three nights and was deeply moved. Could there really be such a person in the world? Her talent was simply a gift from heaven.

She is tyrannical, cold-blooded, ruthless, and stubborn, but on the other hand, she can patiently listen to others and adopt the right strategies.

This is a side of Yang Pingsheng that he was unaware of.

All he knew was that his sister, worried he'd be bored, would bring him books to read. But he didn't know that in that secret room in the den of villains, Luo Benmo had built a library specifically for him.

Many nights, while Yang Pingsheng pondered how to change Luo Benmo's plans, Luo Benmo would retreat to that library. There, she did only three things—read, cultivate, and discuss the state of the world with Lone Wolf.

They talked about the situation of mortal forces, cultivation, immortals, and eventually the world.

On the day they captured Lingquan City, Linghou led his men to plunder gold and silver treasures, Tieniu held a victory banquet and ate and drank to his heart's content, and Xuege searched everywhere for men's essence. Only Lone Wolf, under the orders of Luo Benmo, went straight to the city lord's treasury and collected all the books and albums.

Taxation, population, land surveying, and maps helped Luo Benmo better manage Lingquan City. Cultivation, the Heavenly Dao, insights, and books helped Luo Benmo better understand the path of cultivation.

That was the first time she read "The Record of Cultivation of the Heavenly Path". After reading it, she stayed in her room alone for a day and a night.

No one knew what Luo Benmo understood, nor what she comprehended. Only after that day did Luo Benmo seek out Lone Wolf and ask, "Will you support me?"

The lone wolf was suspicious, but could only respectfully reply, "Whatever the leader does, I will support him."

"Are you sure? You could have become someone second only to the emperor, someone whose dreams and ideals could have been realized. But if I did that, it's very likely that you'd be finished, I'd be finished, everyone would be finished, because there are too many unknown variables. Even I can't guarantee 100% success."

Luo Benmo sat on the throne, looking down at her, and asked the question she had been asking:

Will you support me?

"of course."

The lone wolf answered decisively.

He will support her because she supported him before.

"I created a killer move called the Blood Soul Separation Technique. I divided my soul into three parts, each retaining all my memories and knowledge. My body normally stores one part, while the other two parts are hidden in my blood spirit root, and I will place the other part in your blood spirit root."

"Chief, what do you need me to do?"

"do what……"

A hint of confusion seemed to appear in Luo Benmo's eyes.

Her dark eyes were focused, gazing at the entrance to the main hall not far away, as if she saw many things—the future, the present, the past, and parallel worlds connected together.

She saw another Luo Benmo.

"We'll see when the time comes," Luo Benmo replied to Lone Wolf.

When will that be?

Lone Wolf didn't know, but he didn't ask any questions and went about his own business.

Until Lingquan City was in crisis and the enemy attacked, Luo Benmo summoned Lone Wolf.

She said, "The time has come."

The lone wolf, with a full head of white hair, opened his eyes.

In the dimly lit cave, the flames illuminated his figure. Although he was a hundred years old, he was still tall and strong, only his face had more wrinkles.

The blood spirit root within his body was boiling like water, and something was establishing a connection in the darkness.

"They were summoned after only a hundred years...it seems like it's Plan A."

He put down the book in his hand, stood up from the wooden chair, and sighed: "At least I don't have to make a trip."

A large sword was hanging on the wall next to him. He took it down, carried it on his back, and then activated the mechanism on the stone wall to walk deeper into the area.

Da da—

With each step he took, his gray hair and wrinkles lessened, and his overall physical condition improved, returning him to his peak at thirty.

Deep inside, one hundred and nine coffins were neatly arranged.

The lone wolf raised his finger, preparing to strike.

Bang bang bang!

A red light swept past, and the coffin shook violently. The corpses inside, whether mutilated or fragmented, all became whole again.

The coffin that was significantly larger than the others was the first to explode, and Tie Niu emerged from it.

He stretched his limbs, looked at the lone wolf, and asked somewhat blankly, "Where is this?"

Meanwhile, in a certain courtyard, a monkey that had been buried in a grave by its family members broke out of the ground.

He walked across the courtyard, looked at his son and grandson who were lying on the ground in fright, and asked expressionlessly, "What time is it now?"

He sensed some kind of omen and thus awoke.

Not only him, but all the bloodthirsty people all over the world felt a certain omen.

Whether it was an old man carrying manure, a farmer tilling the land, a drowsy waiter, or a storyteller wrapping up his performance, all those who were bloodthirsty sensed some kind of omen.

The signs within their bodies.

At the edge of the cliff, Luo Benmo ignored the mysterious man lying on the ground and looked up at the sky.

Dark clouds gradually gathered, obscuring the fiery red sun.

The clear sky was turning gloomy, casting a shadow over the entire Immortal Sword Sect.

A girl born with a special destiny, even the sunlight cannot see through her.

Chapter 34: Direct Feeling to Heaven

Like a giant wave suddenly surging, erupting after years of dormancy, it engulfed everyone on the shore. The righteous path, caught off guard and unable to react, was caught completely off guard.

The first to be affected was the Immortal Sword Sect.

The fighting outside stopped.

Blood splattered from the eaves dripped down, and the sky, shrouded in thunderclouds, was terrifyingly gloomy. From the square to the main hall, corpses and blood mingled together, like a river.

On the high platform is the site of the Soul-Imbuing Array from back then.

Luo Benmo watched as he threw the glass fairy's head in.

"A hundred years have passed, and there has been no progress."

The wind that blew her voice away from the hall. She took one last look at the other person's wide-eyed, angry expression, then turned and walked out of the hall.

Barefoot, stepping through bloodstains, she stood outside the palace, a chilling wind blowing in her face, dark clouds looming over the city. Looking at the horrific scene outside the palace, the blood on her hands was like paintbrushes stained with pigment, leaving mottled marks.

This is her masterpiece.

The sect leader of the Immortal Sword Sect was a True Immortal, and with the addition of the vice sect leader, the sect's protective formation, and various elites at the Heavenly Immortal realm, Luo Benmo was indeed given a headache for a while. However, it was only for a short time. The moment Lone Wolf arrived with reinforcements, the balance of the battle had already shifted.

The fusion of the Thunder Spirit Root and the Blood Spirit Root, coupled with the feedback effect of the Immortal Killing Technique, all the years of cultivation by the Bloodthirsty Ones were added to Luo Benmo, allowing her to completely step into the True Immortal Realm.

She also resolved the drawbacks of her talent; in fact, Luo Benmo had already resolved them on the day of the Battle of Lingquan City.

Yang Pingsheng thought that the side effects of Luo Benmo's absorption of the lightning spiritual root had disappeared because the root he had absorbed had been destroyed. But that wasn't actually the case; Luo Benmo had already destroyed his own spiritual root once.

The current Thunder Spirit Root was cultivated by Luo Benmo himself.

A figure landed in front of Luo Benmo. Even after a hundred years, he still maintained his respect for Luo Benmo, bowing his head the moment he saw him.

"leader."

"Yes, well done, Lone Wolf, you did not break your promise."

A crimson light merged into his palm, and Luo Benmo placed his hand on Lone Wolf's head: "As a reward, you will become the first Blood Path cultivator to reach the Celestial Immortal Realm."

"Blood Path Cultivator" is a new term coined by Luo Benmo to replace "bloodthirsty person".

As his cultivation level gradually improved, the techniques for constructing destructive immortal techniques were also instilled into his mind. Lone Wolf let out a deep breath and said, "I have fulfilled my mission."

He finally kept his promise.

He looked at the girl, still the same as before—not tall, with a slender figure, skin as white as snow, and three thousand strands of silver hair cascading down her back, dancing in the wind. As he looked at her, for some reason, tears welled up in his eyes.

To others, the girl was a symbol of disaster, but to the Lone Wolf, he saw possibility in her—limitless possibility.

With the gods gone, the true immortals reign supreme; in this world, the young girl has become queen.

But he knew that the world was too small for the girl, and those things—hatred or grievances—had already been swept away by the torrent of time. Since reading the Heavenly Dao Cultivation Record, the girl had set her sights on the heavens.

That's where she found what she wanted.

His ideals, dreams, and aspirations will eventually be realized along with the girl, even if he is shattered to pieces along the way, he will have no regrets.

She was his savior.

"Go, take the brothers and clean up the interior of the Immortal Sword Sect. If other righteous sects send people to investigate, don't act rashly. Set up the hidden formations, and deal with any attempts to break in later."

"Yes."

After glancing at the mysterious man beside him, Lone Wolf said nothing more, simply uttered a "yes" and left.

Although she didn't know where the man in black robes came from, Luo Benmo had her own reasons. Lone Wolf knew he didn't need to ask any more questions; he just needed to do his job.

The most important thing for Luo Benmo's confidant is to play his role well.