Two hours later.
The two souls within Gu Xing'er's sea of consciousness finally completed their fusion.
Drawn by the power of countless stars, the two curled-up figures within the spheres of light slowly approached, touched, overlapped, and finally merged into one.
The new soul was more solid and brighter than before, emitting a warm and stable light.
Outside, above the pillar of light.
The vastly different starry skies on the left and right suddenly began to twist toward the center.
Stars circulated and light converged. The two patches of starry sky seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand, forming a massive vortex.
The starlight that had spread outward was drawn by the vortex, gathering toward the center circle by circle, tightening and accelerating.
Finally, the sky full of starlight all converged at the top of the light pillar, condensing into a fist-sized point of light.
The point of light, like a miniature star, hovered in the night sky for a moment before falling vertically, passing through the roof and the pavilion, and sinking into the center of Gu Xing'er's brow.
Immediately after, a surge of spiritual energy erupted outward from her body, announcing that this breakthrough and soul fusion were completely perfected.
...
Gu Changyuan appeared in the room the moment the point of light fell.
He walked to the bed, his gaze falling on that small figure.
Gu Xing'er had already sat up, her feet dangling over the edge of the bed, swaying slightly.
Her eyes were tightly closed and her head was lowered, making the expression on her small face unclear.
Gu Changyuan squatted down slightly in front of her, bringing his gaze level with hers.
He did not speak, simply waiting quietly.
A moment later, Gu Xing'er's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
They were a pair of eyes completely different from before.
The previous Gu Xing'er only had purity in her eyes—pure happiness, pure curiosity, and pure reliance.
When she looked at the world, she was like a blank sheet of paper, so clean that there was not a single trace of impurity.
But it was different now.
There were complex things in those eyes.
There was trepidation, stability, and gratitude. They appeared calm on the surface, but hidden underneath were countless indescribable emotions.
The moment those eyes saw Gu Changyuan, they froze.
This adult, who stirred up countless complex feelings in her heart, was squatting right in front of her, close at hand.
After the souls merged, the two sets of memories had also completely fused.
She remembered everything about the Wei family—her childhood life in the clan, her parents' voices and smiles, and the day the Wei family was massacred.
The glow of the fire, the screams, the smell of blood; she remembered the bloodstained despair of her entire family being slaughtered.
She also remembered everything about Gu Xing'er.
She remembered the man she saw when she woke up, and remembered him naming her Gu Xing'er.
Thinking about how she had kept calling him Daddy before, and how she had foolishly licked his fingers while eating Dragon's Beard Candy just yesterday.
Wei Xinyin's dangling feet curled slightly, as if she could dig a hole through the floor out of sheer embarrassment.
It was too embarrassing.
The tips of her ears gradually flushed red. She opened her mouth but did not know what to say.
Xing'er, how do you feel?
Gu Changyuan smiled gently. He could sense that the two souls had merged flawlessly.
Naturally, she remembered all the memories that belonged to Gu Xing'er.
Wei Xinyin pursed her lips, her voice a bit soft:
I feel fine...
She paused.
She did not know how to address him now.
Her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt. After a moment of silence, she slowly spoke:
Brother.
She searched her memories. When they first met, she had called him Daddy. He had asked her to change it to Brother, but she had given a very silly reply.
Hearing this address, the corners of Gu Changyuan's mouth curled up slightly, a hint of slyness in his eyes:
Didn't you always call me Daddy? Why the sudden change to Brother?
Wei Xinyin shrank her neck slightly.
The blush spread from the tips of her ears to her cheeks.
She understood the wicked smile in Gu Changyuan's eyes.
This man clearly knew everything, yet he was teasing her on purpose.
You obviously know, yet you still ask...
She cried out softly and suddenly lunged toward the head of the bed, pulling a pillow over her head and curling herself into a ball.
Her flushed face was covered, leaving only her two feet swinging up and down at the edge of the bed, clearly trying to ease her embarrassment this way.
Gu Changyuan sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, his gaze falling on the little girl who had covered herself with a pillow.
What's there to be shy about.
His tone carried a bit of laughter and a bit of deliberate teasing.
If we really want to bring things up, when you first awakened your physique, you loved to hang onto my leg while I walked.
You also liked to cling to people when sleeping, and you hated wearing shoes, running around barefoot all day.
He waved his right hand, and a pile of photographs appeared above Wei Xinyin's head, floating and slowly drifting down.
Piece by piece, Gu Changyuan spilled all the embarrassing things Gu Xing'er had done during her three years of ignorance.
Hearing him expose her dark history, those vivid memories surged wildly in Wei Xinyin's mind.
She abruptly pushed herself up and reached out to cover Gu Changyuan's mouth.
Stop talking! Stop talking!
Her face was completely red, burning from her cheeks all the way to the roots of her ears, and even her neck was flushed pink.
Gu Changyuan did not resist, letting her cover his mouth. The corners of his eyes just lifted slightly, smiling in an exceptionally punchable way.
Wei Xinyin locked eyes with him for a moment before finally admitting defeat. She retracted her hand, her voice as quiet as a mosquito's hum:
You're not allowed to mention my embarrassing moments anymore.
Gu Changyuan's smile did not fade as he reached out and gently rubbed her head.
Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore.
He pulled his hand back, his tone softening.
Since you have recovered all your memories, let me reintroduce myself.
My name is Gu Changyuan, and I suppose... I am your current guardian.
Wei Xinyin took a deep breath, slightly calming her state of mind. She then bowed down on the bed, her forehead gently touching the sheets, and said earnestly:
My name is Wei Xinyin. Thank you, Senior, for saving my life back then. Xinyin will never forget it.
Gu Changyuan feigned a hurt expression. Covering his chest with his right hand and frowning slightly, he acted as if he had suffered a heavy blow:
Sigh—as soon as you recover your memories, you start acting distant, calling me Senior right away.
He acted with great devotion, looking exactly like a poor, abandoned soul.
Wei Xinyin glanced at him, unable to tell if he was truly sad or just teasing her.
After hesitating for a moment, she explained:
I... I just didn't know what to call you.
Gu Changyuan immediately dropped the act, his expression returning to normal in an instant. The speed of his face-changing was truly a marvel.
Then just call me Brother.
He smiled and asked:
And what should I call you from now on? Xing'er, or Xinyin?
Wei Xinyin lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt in silence for a moment.
Then she looked up at Gu Changyuan. Her voice was very soft, but it carried an earnestness beyond her years:
Brother can call me whatever he likes.
She paused.
My life was given back to me by Brother.
Wei Xinyin is fine, and Gu Xing'er is fine too.

ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”