The improved female villains regained their memories.

Every day, many people die in this world. Some starve, some die of disease, some die of old age, and some die in battle. They are like withered leaves in the autumn wind welcoming winter, falling to the ground and turning into dust.

Amidst all this dust, Yang Pingsheng was one of them.

But unlike them, he died, and the world began to forget his existence.

No one will remember him.

Besides being warm, it is actually cold.

Chapter Eleven: The Day of Parting

Amidst the soaring spiritual energy and the white, snowy day, Wen Shihan emerged from seclusion.

The moment she emerged from seclusion, she sensed the presence of her avatar. Upon discovering that the avatar was perfectly safe, she breathed a brief sigh of relief.

However, she still needed to confirm it with her own eyes. With that thought, she took to her sword and headed towards Stone Creek City.

As soon as she left the sect, she felt a strong gaze, but because she was in a hurry, she didn't pay much attention and increased her speed on her sword.

The snow was pristine white, but it was blocked by Wen Shihan's protective magic, preventing it from hitting her for even a short time.

My heart is beating so fast.

I have a feeling that something has happened.

She landed at the location of the avatar, and was about to call out to it when she suddenly froze.

The avatar lay motionless on the bed, a slight smile playing on its lips, as if having a sweet dream.

"……What."

She retracted her avatar, and memories of the past three years flooded her mind: living with her brother, being accepted by him, confirming their lifelong commitment upon reaching the summit, and...

Her brother finally accepted her.

"What is this? What is all this?!"

Wen Shihan stood there, stunned, momentarily bewildered.

Then, enraged, she destroyed the entire house, leaped high into the air, and her aura enveloped the whole mansion.

"No, no, no..."

There wasn't a single living person.

My elder brother is gone.

"It's gone! How could it be gone? How could it be gone?!"

A thunderclap boomed in the white-lit sky.

The people of Stone Creek City saw a beam of white light descend from the sky and head straight for the city lord's mansion.

"Get out here!!"

The city lord of Stone Creek City was a fat man in his forties. When Bai Guang burst in, he was flirting with his concubine in his study. His passion had barely begun when Bai Guang's attack ripped a hole in the roof, nearly knocking him to his knees.

As the smoke cleared, Wen Shihan drew his sword at him, his face filled with murderous intent: "Look what you've done."

The city lord recognized who it was. He was so frightened that his voice trembled: "...Immortal, let's talk this out. Why are you doing this? Did my subordinate offend you in any way?"

"I put you in charge of the house, and this is the result you've achieved?!"

"Immortal, I'm innocent!" The city lord was almost crying. "You asked me to watch over that house, and I dared not neglect it in the slightest. I sent people to guard it in shifts every day. Not to mention petty thieves, not even a mosquito could fly in."

"Where is my brother?!"

"Brother...brother?"

The city lord swallowed hard: "...How would I know where your brother is?"

Wen Shihan was trembling. Although the cold air was blocked by her protective magic, she still felt a bone-chilling cold in her heart.

“Yang Pingsheng, my brother, you were the one who sponsored my brother back then. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten.”

“This… Immortal, are you mistaken? The person I sponsored back then… was you.”

The chill seeped into Wen Shihan's entire body.

"Back when you were discovered and nurtured by the immortals, it was in that house I prepared for you. You said you liked it and asked me to keep it for you, so I sent someone to look after it. Have you forgotten?"

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Wen Shihan told himself to stay calm. He looked up and saw that the trembling concubine next to him was Hehua.

She waved her hand, and the latter flew towards her uncontrollably. Wen Shihan grabbed her by the neck, his eyes flashing with malice: "You bastard."

"me……"

Where is my brother?

"Didn't you hear what the immortal said? Quickly tell her where the immortal's brother is!" shouted the Stone Creek City Lord beside him.

"I don't know your brother, I don't know him..."

The lotus flower wept, its tears falling on her clothes; I felt pity for it.

Wen Shihan was extremely annoyed, so he tossed it aside and flew away on his sword.

"It can't be, it can't be like this," she kept telling herself.

She activated the communication talisman and contacted her master: "Master, are you there?"

The yellow talisman transformed into light, and Dao Ranzi's voice came from the other side: "Is the killing move ready?"

"Ready to go."

"In that case, let's set off."

"Master, I have a few questions for you."

"You said."

"Do you remember when your disciple asked you to help refine the Sixth-Rank Mortal Transformation Pill?"

"A Six-Turn Mortal Transformation Pill?" Dao Ranzi's voice sounded puzzled. "Is that so? Didn't you want a Six-Turn Advancement Pill?"

"If I'm going to advance to the next level, then I'll go pick lotus flowers this time..."

"Isn't that the price I paid for helping you refine it? My disciple, after practicing these killing moves for three years, how come your memory has gotten worse?"

The light that the yellow talisman had transformed into shattered.

Wen Shihan deliberately crushed the yellow talisman's light and ran around Shixi City like a madman.

impossible!

How could it have turned out like this!

Even if my brother endures the biting cold to leave, even if he is truly disappointed in me, he would rather endure that kind of pain to leave...

It's impossible to erase all memories!

She returned to the alleyway like a streak of light. It was the house she and her brother had rented when they were poor. Later, after Wen Shihan became an immortal, her brother bought the house as a memento.

With a flash of light, she entered the room through the window, startling a woman inside who was caring for her sick husband.

"Excuse me, who are you...?"

Who are you, and why are you here?

"This is a rented house, so of course we'll be here..."

The woman, seeing the man before her possessed extraordinary abilities and whose beautiful face held a hint of nervousness, couldn't help but feel a little afraid. But she still stood in front of her husband on the hospital bed, mustering her courage to say, "Please leave."

Wen Shihan gave them a deep look, then turned and left.

She asked everyone, including the old woman who helped them, the shopkeeper who had given them a handout, and the butcher who sold meat back then. Everyone was the same, but everyone's memories had changed; they only remembered Wen Shihan, not Yang Pingsheng.

"Xiaohan is back! Grandma made you some flower tea cakes, your favorite."

"Is the Immortal Lord here to visit our manager? I'm sorry, he passed away a few years ago."

"My Lord, I was wrong. I shouldn't have held a grudge against you for the money you stole. Please forgive me."

sunset.

On the outskirts of Shixi City, Wen Shihan sat on a hillside, hugging his knees, staring blankly into the distance.

Snow had already accumulated in a thick layer on her body. She withdrew her protective magic and felt the biting cold.

"Brother, where have you been...?"

"Why can't I sense the incantation? Why have their memories of you changed...?"

"You're angry, angry at Xiaohan, right? That must be it."

"Then... I apologize to you. Please don't be angry. Please forgive Xiaohan. Xiaohan can't live without you."

She buried her face in her chest, letting out painful whimpers, like a small animal abandoned by its owner.

"Xiao Han, why are you hiding here all alone again? What happened?"

She heard her brother's gentle voice asking her questions, and she looked up happily, only to be met with a vast expanse of desolation.

"Brother..."

The sparkle in his eyes gradually faded.

A sharp pain shot through her brain, and Wen Shihan collapsed, clutching her head and frantically pulling at her hair.

"Ah...ah..."

How could this happen?

How could such a thing happen!

How could this happen?!

The elder brother must exist.

He must exist!!!

She touched her chest, where her brother's sayings were kept close to her body.

Yes, my brother must exist. I am not alone; I have a brother!