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.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

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.”

tions: attribute allocation, analysis, proficiency, and simulation. Specializing in mechanical alchemy, from crafting sorcerous battle armor to handcrafting mechanical maidens, his mechanical legion conquers endless realms... Relying on his wits, he begins with a student-teacher romance, wins over a female director, enslaves a female assassin and a underworld queen, becoming the husband of a Grand Duchess... He enslaves the Goddess of Magic from the divine realm, developing his power simultaneously in both the Wizard World and the Realm of Gods...

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!