Sorry, Everyone

Although they had only interacted seven times, Gu Qingfeng already had a good understanding of Shang Xinyan's personality. She was a woman who would go to such lengths for the sake of humanity and her family—once she made a decision, she would never change it.

So Gu Qingfeng wouldn’t try to persuade her not to go to the Upper Realm to her death, because it would be pointless.

Instead, he gently patted Shang Xinyan’s shoulder and said softly, "Leave everything to me."

"Mm." For the first time ever, Shang Xinyan leaned against Gu Qingfeng’s shoulder. At this moment, she felt a deep sense of happiness—the happiness of being understood and having her wishes respected.

For a strong and independent woman like her, what she needed was never well-meaning advice from others, but someone who would silently support her no matter what decision she made—even if that decision seemed wrong to everyone else, that person would still stand by her.

But what Shang Xinyan didn’t know was that when Gu Qingfeng said, "Leave everything to me," he didn’t mean it in the way she understood—taking over the grand formation for her so she could go to the Upper Realm. He meant it in the most literal sense possible.

Everything.

Gu Qingfeng couldn’t bear to watch his wife go to the Upper Realm alone to die, nor could he stand by and let a hero suffer a lifetime of misery and torment.

He would protect humanity, and he would save his father-in-law. He wanted it all!

There must be a way to have both—to tear through the storm clouds and finally see the clear sky!

And today, Gu Qingfeng would use that dual method (the system) to give everyone a perfect ending.

Perhaps this was the meaning of him, a transmigrator, obtaining a system that made him stronger every time he was attacked by demons in this monster-infested world.

Of course, Gu Qingfeng wasn’t doing any of this for some grand meaning, nor did he possess any noble virtues. He was no saint.

In this life, all he wanted was to follow his heart—to do as he pleased!

What did it mean to do as he pleased?

Did it feel good to watch demons treat humans like livestock?

Did it feel good to watch demons torment a hero like this?

Did it feel good to see his wife heartbroken every day?

No!

If it didn’t feel good, could it really be called doing as he pleased? So what should he do when it didn’t feel good?

If it didn’t feel good—then he’d just smash them to pieces!!!

......

The two of them leaned against each other like this for a while, each lost in their own thoughts.

Suddenly, Gu Qingfeng said softly, "It’s getting late, Yan’er. Let’s rest."

In all honesty, when he said "rest" today, he truly meant rest. After all, Shang Xinyan had just finished crying and was in low spirits—it really wasn’t the right time for exercise.

But to his surprise, Shang Xinyan took the initiative.

"Yan’er, you…?"

Shang Xinyan’s cheeks flushed slightly. "We haven’t succeeded yet."

"Then get off. It’s harder to succeed if you’re on top."

"Why?"

Gu Qingfeng gave her a detailed explanation of the relevant knowledge, turning Shang Xinyan’s fair cheeks into bright red apples. Then, she obediently let him have his way.

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Sorry, brothers—I’m stuck. Really stuck. Maybe it’s because these last few chapters have been too mentally taxing, leaving the author feeling drained. Whatever the reason, inspiration has completely dried up today. I’ve been sitting in front of my computer for three hours, and aside from eating, gaming, going to the bathroom, and watching variety shows, I haven’t moved an inch. Today just isn’t happening—not a single word is coming out.

Hahaha, just kidding! That was all just to pad the word count because I couldn’t post anything under a thousand characters. So here’s some awkward small talk with you all.

My apologies, everyone. Let me sort out my thoughts tomorrow and make it up to you then. Honestly, with so many people waiting for updates, the author being this unreliable really makes me feel guilty—for a whole two seconds, at least.

But seriously, thank you all for your support. Your encouragement is my motivation to keep writing. As long as my brain cooperates, I’ll do my best to update more tomorrow.

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