Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

After he finished writing, he threw the large pen to Tang Yue.

Tang Yue put the pen and shovel back into her spatial storage, and then took out a paper doll, preparing to burn it for Yu Shuli.

"Dude, even though I killed you, I'm giving you a girlfriend. See her? Thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a big butt. She's definitely fertile. I reckon having twins won't be a problem. I won't burn any money for you, okay? When you get down there, take your wife and get reformed properly, try to become a new person."

After she finished speaking, she burned the doll. Once the doll was burned, she clapped her hands and prepared to take Jun Lingmo home.

But the moment she stood up, she suddenly noticed that the handwriting on the tombstone was somewhat different.

This handwriting... is quite different from what Jun Lingmo usually writes.

He won't manifest his power so soon, will he?

"Huh~," Tang Yue touched the hair standing on end on her arms and hurriedly pulled Jun Lingmo home. "What the hell? What a ghost!"

Jun Lingmo was completely bewildered as Tang Yue dragged her home. What had gotten into her this time?

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Upon returning to Hancheng, he immediately went to report back to Prime Minister Lin.

He knelt on one knee, head bowed, and said, "My lord, the assassination attempt failed."

Lin Xiang's expression darkened for a moment, and he asked, "Have you seen clearly what happened?"

"Sir, no...no one helped them. It's just that the little girl seemed to have a particularly powerful weapon. When she killed, she concealed herself, so I didn't see it."

"Weapons? What do you think your chances are against those weapons?"

Han Cheng paused for a moment before saying, "That girl's martial arts have improved very quickly. If she were to fight me at her current level, she would have about a 70% chance of winning."

Lin Xiang tapped the table, a hint of interest on his face. "It seems this little girl has many secrets. At such a young age, she's so skilled at killing, and can even bury a body without batting an eye. She also has mysterious weapons. Tsk tsk tsk."

"Hancheng, send people to thoroughly investigate this girl's background. As for Jun Lingmo, well, since we can't kill him, let's arrange an interesting murder case for him."

"Yes, sir."

Han Cheng did not reveal the content of Tang Yue and Yu Shuli's conversation, because he knew that his family would never leave such a big trouble in their hearts.

After leaving Hancheng, Lin Xiang stared at Tang Yue's portrait, deep in thought. "You look so familiar... so who are you?"

Jun Lingmo was stabbed yesterday, but when he woke up the next day, the wound was gone, though it still ached a little.

He looked at his shoulder, where skin and flesh had already grown back, and couldn't quite figure out what was going on.

He now has two guesses: first, there is another kind of energy in his body, or rather, the ability brought by another person, that can help him heal his wounds; second, Tang Yue used the power of a demon to heal him last night.

He now leans toward the second possibility because he previously rejected the first.

Xiao Mo, whose mind was still wandering, stared at the finger-length wound, which had disappeared overnight. He was dumbfounded. Da Mo... was he that strong?

Could he be some kind of mountain spirit?

Otherwise, how could such a long cut have healed so quickly?

They say people who aren't family don't enter the same door.

Ling Yi and Da Mo suspected that Tang Yue was a monster, while Xiao Mo suspected that Da Mo was a monster, and their family became entangled with monsters.

Since her last fight with Yu Shuli and his group, Tang Yue noticed that they no longer had any tagalongs following them around, not even the spy from last time.

That old bastard Lin Xiang, I wonder what big move he's planning this time.

Tang Yue was looking out the window, lost in thought, and didn't even hear Wen Fuzi calling her.

Shen Zhiyun tugged at Tang Yue, and Tang Yue finally snapped out of her daze.

“Ah Yun, what…”

Tang Yue was interrupted by Wen Changqing before she could finish speaking.

"Tang Yue, what are you daydreaming about? I told you to compile the list of people going to the competition, did you hear me?"

"Listen, I heard you, Master," it turned out that Ah Yun was calling her; the Master had called her again.

"Hmm, is there any other question?"

"Yes, Master, is it true that anyone who wants to go can go?"

"Correct."

"Does the school cover the travel expenses, accommodation fees, and meal expenses?" Tang Yue asked Wen Changqing.

She knew that such activities were just something to listen to for children from poor families, because they didn't have enough money to support them to travel far and see the sights. So, she asked around on their behalf and tried to get as much as she could. If it wasn't enough, she would use the county magistrate's silver notes to cover it up. Anyway, she hadn't had a chance to spend the money she had received last time.

Upon hearing Tang Yue's question, Wen Changqing tugged at his sleeve before replying, "Only travel expenses will be covered."

Tang Yue didn't know that the academy didn't even cover travel expenses, but Wen Changqing wanted his students to travel more, because only those who had seen the world could understand the classics.

"Alright, Master, I understand."

"Okay, once you're done, give me the list."

"Yes, Master."

After Wen Changqing finished explaining his tasks, he left. Tang Yue then took the opportunity to stand on the podium and said, "You all heard that. The teacher asked me to compile a list of people who want to go to the Grand Competition in the prefectural city. Anyone who wants to go, come and register here!"

Tang Yue had finished speaking and was waiting for people to sign up. However, only six or seven people signed up in total, while there were thirty-five people in their class. That was only one-fifth of the total.

Tang Yue tapped the table with her fingers; she knew this would happen, so she was prepared.

"Hey, hey, hey, future high-ranking officials, don't be so gloomy! This is a grand competition, it only happens once every four years! And the top five performers in the prefectural city competition will have the opportunity to go to the capital for the grand competition. Just think about it, if we could go to the capital and get into the top five, wouldn't that make us famous and bring glory to our ancestors?"

"Moreover, I've heard that if someone is exceptionally talented during the competition, they might be accepted as a close disciple by a great Confucian scholar. So, aren't you tempted?"

“What’s the use of being tempted? Going to the competition takes half a month, and they only cover the travel expenses. Which ordinary family can afford that?” Sun Erning muttered below. Tang Yue spotted him immediately.

"Sun Erning, what are you muttering about? Tell me!" Tang Yue needed someone thick-skinned to bring this up, since most scholars were thin-skinned and embarrassed to talk about something as vulgar as being short of money.

But since no one has exposed her, things are going to get complicated for her.

Sun Erning stood up and looked at Tang Yue speechlessly; Tang Yue's ears were really sharp.

“I said, it’s no use being tempted. Going to the competition takes more than half a month. Even if an ordinary family has the time, they don’t have the spare money to go.”

Sun Erning spoke for everyone, and someone immediately echoed, "That's right, a trip like that costs a lot of money."

Hearing the chorus of voices, Tang Yue seemed to realize something and said, "Oh, so it's about money. That's not a problem. I'll go see the Master later. I believe the Master can solve it. So, don't worry about this little problem. If the Master can't solve it, I'll just re-compile the list."

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