The improved female villains regained their memories.

"You're not really my sister." Yang Pingsheng uttered these heartless words expressionlessly. "Remember that day, that alley? You needed food, I needed family, so the two of us pitiful people ended up together."

"..."

My heart ached so much it felt like it was being twisted into pieces.

In a daze, she seemed to see herself from back then, the one who stole the money, standing there stubbornly, saying to her brother, "You're not really my brother!"

it hurts.

It hurts so much, it hurts so much, it hurts so much.

"Ah……"

"Hehehehehe, hahahahahahahahahaha!!"

The sword was pulled out and fell to the ground.

Wen Shihan looked at Yang Pingsheng and laughed maniacally.

Seeing this, Yang Pingsheng was stunned, truly stunned: "Xiao, Xiao Han..."

“Brother, my dear brother, I was wrong, terribly wrong.”

After laughing, Wen Shihan turned cold, his tone filled with chill.

"I thought I could convince you."

"I thought that one day you would understand me."

"I thought we could go on like this forever."

"But unfortunately, I was wrong."

"You're still the same, indecisive and hesitant. Your boring gentleness and kindness make me want to vomit."

"Wen Shihan!" Yang Pingsheng raised his hand, trembling, and pointed at her. "What did you say..."

"What did I say? Hehehe, you're right, you're an orphan without a mother, so in that respect, we're not that different. But the difference is that now, I'm more noble than you, while you will always be that ignorant and unsophisticated ant."

"you you……"

"I really shouldn't have wasted my breath arguing with you. What kind of bullshit sibling act is this? It disgusts me."

With a wave of her hand, spiritual energy carrying lotus flowers flew over. She grabbed the latter by the neck, her dark eyes fixed on her: "Go back and tell your master to have this place sealed off. Have one man deliver daily necessities and food to and from here every day. No one else is allowed to enter or leave. If you do this, I will forgive and forget what you did. Do you understand?"

"Ming, I understand..."

"If you try any more tricks, I'll slaughter everyone in the city lord's mansion. Now, get out!"

Wen Shihan tossed the lotus flower away like an object. She dared not utter a word, suppressing the blood welling in her mouth, and ran away in a disheveled state.

Chapter Ten: All Are Prisoners

Although everything was going according to plan, Yang Pingsheng couldn't help but feel a surge of sadness at this point.

"Xiao Han, are you going to imprison me?"

"Don't call me by that name. Imprisonment? Heh heh heh..."

Wen Shihan recited the incantation, and the magic array immediately enveloped the entire house. Then, she raised her hand and struck Yang Pingsheng in the chest.

A jet-black seal appeared on Yang Pingsheng's chest, its chill penetrating to the bone, causing him to fall to the ground.

"This is the Bone-Cold Curse."

Seeing Yang Pingsheng fall to the ground, Wen Shihan did not help him up, but instead looked down at him from his superior position.

“My magic circle has no imprisoning function; it is merely used as a marker. Others can still enter and exit freely. But you are the only exception.”

"As soon as you dare to leave here, you will immediately feel a bone-chilling cold, and it will be worse than death. The farther you are from the marker, the more intense the bone-chilling cold will be."

“I didn’t imprison you; you chose to stay here.”

"Xiao Han..." Yang Pingsheng clutched his chest and looked up, "Does it really have to go this far?"

Wen Shihan remained silent.

She took one last look at the man, then turned and left.

Yang Pingsheng struggled to his feet, using the stone table for support, a chill running down his spine from the mark on his chest. He gasped for breath, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Soon, the chill slowly dissipated, followed by the system's deep laughter.

"Ha ha……"

"What's so funny?"

"It's nothing. Well then, you can stay here quietly for now."

"Do I have anywhere else to go?"

"Didn't she say that she didn't imprison you? You just didn't want to leave?"

"Tsk..."

Yang Pingsheng stopped talking and began to close his eyes to rest.

This is the second time the two have had a conflict.

This is also the last time.

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Wen Shihan went to the City Lord's Mansion again. Only after the City Lord of Shixi City knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to make a promise did he leave and then return to Yuding Sect.

Inside the cave on Qingfeng Mountain, she met Daoranzi and respectfully reported, "Master, I have completed everything you instructed me to do."

"Um……"

The white mist formed by spiritual energy obscured Dao Ranzi's features. After a moment, the voice slowly rang out:

“I keep my word. I will refine the Sixth-Rank Mortal Transformation Pill for you, but you still have to do one thing for me. Consider it the price for me to refine the pill for you.”

"Please speak, Master."

“I have deduced that a five-colored imprisoning light lotus grows deep in the desolate mountains of the southern border. Now that you have tempered your body, try to cultivate some immortal killing moves and go on a pilgrimage to retrieve the lotus for me.”

Generally speaking, the path to immortality is as follows:

First, one must attain an immortal body, then gather spiritual energy to nurture one's spiritual roots, temper the body to remove impurities, and cultivate immortal killing techniques. A cultivator begins their journey on the path of immortality by learning a complete set of immortal killing techniques (a complete set of immortal killing techniques must involve offense, defense, healing, replenishment, and evasion), progressing from a lowly Earth Immortal to a Celestial Immortal, then a True Immortal, and finally a Divine Immortal.

Immortals at the Earthly Immortal realm can condense their own immortal artifacts from their souls, and use this to create their own unique immortal killing moves.

At the Celestial Immortal realm, one's immortal killing moves have been perfected, possessing the power of large-scale destructive immortal killing moves.

At the True Immortal realm, one condenses the truth, utilizes the traces of the Great Dao, and makes immortal killing moves more essential.

The realm of immortals is one of selflessness and meritlessness, where one is one with the Dao.

The path to immortality is extremely long; mastering a single killing move can take years, even decades. Immortals have long lifespans, so this amount of time is insignificant. The desolate mountains of the Southern Realm are teeming with wild beasts, but they are not insurmountable. Wen Shihan doesn't necessarily need to reach the Earth Immortal realm; knowing one or two crucial immortal killing moves is enough.

The problem is, even if she learns just one or two crucial immortal techniques, Wen Shihan would need to go into seclusion for three or four years. She had just had a conflict with her brother, and if possible, she didn't want to delay this matter any longer.

Although she had set up a magic array and cast a divine incantation, Wen Shihan still wanted her elder brother to become an immortal as soon as possible so that she could proceed with her subsequent plans. Three or four years was a bit too long, and given that she was in seclusion, she feared that if anything unexpected happened, she wouldn't have time to react.

"What, is there a problem?"

"No, Master, it's fine."

Wen Shihan finally agreed.

After leaving the cave, she thought for a moment and then summoned an avatar to lie in wait near Yang Pingsheng's residence as a form of surveillance.

Her avatar possesses one-third of her strength, and unless an immortal intervenes, there's likely to be no problem.

“Brother, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand me or resent me.”

Standing on the roof, watching his elder brother sitting silently in the courtyard, Wen Shihan spoke, as if talking to himself, or as if speaking to Yang Pingsheng.

"I want to take you away from this garbage environment, transform you, and climb higher with me."

"When that time comes, you will understand my good intentions."

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. Sages are ruthless, treating the people like straw dogs. What do the lives and deaths of those mortals have to do with you and me? Let them live and die as they please. Brother, I will stand at the peak, and you must stand at the peak with me."

"We will always be together."

A gentle breeze blew by, and Yang Pingsheng looked up as if sensing something, only to find the place deserted.

"forever."

The chill permeated Yang Pingsheng's chest, making him feel waves of coldness.

He looked up at the sky and suddenly asked, "Was that her just now?"

"Yes."

The system appeared like a ghost.

"In addition, she also placed an avatar nearby. I have already taken action to immerse that avatar in the illusion, so that it is not detected by the main body."

"...Is that so?"

Yang Pingsheng looked at the sky, the azure sky floating like ocean waves, with a few wild geese occasionally flying by.

"She's going into seclusion?"

"Well, our plan is almost coming to an end."

"Three or four years of seclusion, that's about right..."

"The net of Heaven is vast, its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes its grasp; nothing can escape the calculations of Heaven."

"What will happen to me when the time comes?"

"The closer it gets to leaving this place, the more severe the world's rejection of you will become. You will be extremely weak and physically exhausted. I will have the Heavenly Dao erase your memories of this world, then let your physical body die and extract your soul."

"understood."

In other words, this was the last time he would see Wen Shihan.

Goodbye, Xiaohan, he said silently in his heart.

Three years later, Yang Ping died on a snowy day.

A smile played on his lips, his expression serene, devoid of pain. The heavy snow fell upon him, like a blanket of cotton.