Gu Jianlin was shocked beyond words: "First love? Fiancée?"

Well done, Old Gu.

Who would've thought there was still an unresolved love debt here.

No wonder that woman always looked at him with such an inexplicable gaze.

As if she wanted to devour him alive.

This is just typical Old Gu, always bringing unexpected surprises—can't help but admire him.

Uncle Mu's expression grew peculiar as he said, "Yes, though I don't know the details either. But Han Jing has always had feelings for your father. Given her personality, she wouldn't just let things concerning him slide; there may be some hidden motives. Have you noticed how the Judgement Court has been keeping a very close eye on the Night Watchers?"

"The accusation against me is that during my exploration of Qilin Immortal Palace, I was bewitched by the Ancient God's power and massacred my companions. Furthermore, I was charged for aiding and releasing the Unclean without authorization in the past."

He reminded, "You know about your father's situation too. In the past, several Night Watchers who made mistakes were relentlessly pursued, and dismissal was common. Have you figured anything out?"

Gu Jianlin pondered for a moment: "The Judgement Court is clipping the Night Watcher's wings."

"Exactly."

Uncle Mu replied.

"It's now essentially confirmed that your amnesia was caused by the Soul Loss Gu. I'll find a cure for this type of Gu Worm as soon as possible."

Gu Jianlin responded earnestly: "This matter is related to the Nightmare Master. Everything happened inside the Qilin Immortal Palace. During this reclamation project, I'll investigate thoroughly. You don't remember anything?"

Uncle Mu fell silent for a long time before shaking his head regretfully: "Sorry."

"It's alright, I trust you."

Gu Jianlin paused: "Even if, in the end, the culprit truly is you, at least we'll have closure."

Uncle Mu chuckled: "In that case, I'd rather take my own life."

Gu Jianlin didn't say anything. If he had done such a thing himself, he would choose death as well.

He'd be ashamed as a son.

"I'm old enough to see past these things, but I just worry about you running into trouble. Your performance in the West Port Forbidden Zone was impressive, enough to make even the President take notice of you. While you poked fun at her, she might occasionally make things difficult for you, but what's rightfully yours won't be taken away."

Uncle Mu sighed: "However, the factional struggles within the Ether Association have never stopped, and many people end up as sacrifices in the crossfire. Even though I know you won't listen, when investigating your father's situation, try to keep a low profile. Don't easily accept alliances from any faction; don't become their pawn."

"Got it."

Gu Jianlin looked up at the time: "It's late, I won't disturb your rest anymore. I'll go check on Wanwan."

Uncle Mu smiled: "Alright, second floor's where she is. Go on."

This standalone apartment was no different from a small villa. Wanwan lived in the princess-style room on the second floor.

The small pink bedroom was decorated with many charming dolls and stuffed toys strewn on the bedside table and windowsill.

Wanwan was curling up on a soft bed with her delicate little face exposed, fast asleep wrapped in a quilt.

At this moment, Nie Xiangsi was about to place the clothes she'd bought into the closet.

Zhang Cheng had also bought some snacks, intending to surprise the young girl.

Only Cheng Youyu sighed in dismay; the items he bought were somewhat unimpressive.

But it wasn't his choice—Brother Lin had specifically told him to buy those things.

"Wait a moment."

Gu Jianlin stood at the doorway, speaking softly: "Leave all those gifts with Uncle Mu."

Nie Xiangsi and Zhang Cheng turned back, their expressions skeptical.

Gu Jianlin caught onto their thoughts, and he smiled silently: "When people have too much, understand too much, happiness dwindles gradually. As a child, not having candy and suddenly getting a piece of chocolate spontaneously feels like joy. But if you're suddenly given a whole candy shop, it simply becomes commonplace."

"You wouldn't be interested in candy anymore; instead, you'd seek a different kind of happiness, new pleasures. However, all the happiness one can experience in a lifetime has limits. The more joy you gain at once, the lonelier the future becomes."

He paused: "So, go slow."

Some children are born in Rome.

Others are born blind to light.

But don't despair; the suffering you experience isn't what you deserve.

It's an enemy—to be conquered.

When you fight your way through and finally greet your first ray of sunlight, you'll feel a happiness others could never fathom in their lifetime—a unique treasure gifted by fate.

You'll grow exceptionally strong.

"That does make sense,"

Zhang Cheng muttered.

Nie Xiangsi seemed thoughtful, retrieving the lovely small dresses she had prepared.

"Alright, here comes the hardship."

Cheng Youyu grabbed numerous large bundled bags and dumped out textbooks and exercise sheets.

Wanwan had already reached the age to enter primary school—failing in many areas shouldn't extend to education.

Once the little girl wakes and sees herself surrounded by mountains of books and practice sheets.

She might shed tears of blissful gratitude.

In her dreams, Wanwan picked up the malicious intent and unconsciously rolled onto her side.

Beside her head on the shelf was a copy of "Six-Year Primary School, Three-Year Simulation."

The scene felt strangely wholesome.

At this point, Gu Jianlin noticed a bruise on her small leg sticking out of the quilt.

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At sunset, after visiting all the elders from the shelter, Gu Jianlin was planning to leave.

He opted against waiting for Wanwan to wake because he wasn't skilled at dealing with kids.

As long as they were okay, he felt relieved.

"Brother Lin, if there's no other issue, then I'll take my leave. Please take care,"

Cheng Youyu bowed deeply, as if attending a farewell ceremony for the deceased: "If you really can't manage the Little Princess, better to retreat—it's not disgraceful! After all, even Holy Land-level big shots struggle against her antics; it's truly unbearable!"

Zhang Cheng kept a solemn face, bowing deeply as well: "Hope we meet again."

After the two left, the twilight left only Nie Xiangsi hesitating as she nervously looked at him.

"I heard from Cheng Youyu you had something to speak to me about?"

Gu Jianlin asked politely.

Nie Xiangsi softly responded "yes," seriously adding, "Twice now, you have saved us. I want to properly thank you. There's something important—the Judgement Court is already preparing evidence to incriminate Uncle Mu and the others."

Gu Jianlin's pupils slightly contracted.

"This I overheard while my uncle was on the phone,"

Nie Xiangsi spoke softly: "From now onward, I'll keep following his moves. If they make any progress, I'll notify you right away. I believe Uncle Mu and the others are good people—they cannot be wrongfully convicted."

Gu Jianlin paused, feeling surprised: she really was a dutiful daughter.

"But if you're helping Uncle Mu like this, won't it affect things over on your uncle's side?"

He paused: "I remember…"

Nie Xiangsi bowed apologetically: "Sorry, I know my uncle and your father were close friends, but years ago, my uncle wasn't like this. I don't know what happened, but he's become different—obsessively chasing fame and fortune now."

She whispered: "However, I hope you believe me; I genuinely want to repay Uncle Mu and the others."

Finishing her words, she seemed too flustered, quickly leaving the scene.

In the quiet, Gu Jianlin watched her retreating figure in thought.

The Judgement Court had already begun its operations.

Which meant he had to act quickly on his end as well.

The most pressing matter now was finding a quiet place to promote to Third Rank.

The Great Fate Master!

For the Divine Path progression, at Third Rank, an incredibly important skill becomes accessible.

—Spiritual Body!

Using dark matter and dark energy, channeling a portion of spiritual power to manifest a Spiritual Body.

Even at Demigod Rank, this ability remains crucial.

Later stages will feature very potent transformations.

Moreover, with every promotion, Gu Jianlin's prior extraordinary abilities evolve further.

This time's advancement might upgrade his Ghost Transformation!

Gu Jianlin possessed Dual Core Drive along with extraordinary abilities refined by Ancient God Power.

Combined with the Breathing Technique and the evolved Realm of Freedom.

Plus the Soul Comforting Bell.

No way he couldn't handle the Little Princess.

"If it doesn't work, should we consult Director Chen and Minister Lu?"

Lin Wanqiu asked nearby: "Or perhaps seek the King of Qing?"

Gu Jianlin shook his head: "No need."

Lin Wanqiu looked at his confident demeanor, thinking he truly deserved to be someone capable of resisting Instructor Wan's Slaughter Domain.

"I plan to advance in the apartment."

Gu Jianlin frowned and asked: "Why are you still following me?"

This woman didn't have a great reputation; figuring out her utility was something he needed to think through.

Lin Wanqiu looked slightly aggrieved: "I'm a Fourth Rank Holy Mother—you really don't need me to assist you with your promotion? My Holy Aura can speed up your accumulation of spirituality."

Gu Jianlin hesitated, surprised that the Priest Path included such abilities.

"Besides, your apartment is also in Zone A, and it's very close to the Little Princess. Based on her character, she'll likely sneak over to ambush. I can secretly apply Light Protection for you—immunizing you from physical toxins."

Lin Wanqiu quickly suggested: "I'm actually quite useful."

Gu Jianlin fell into deep contemplation.

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The helicopter's rotor blades whipped up gusts as petals of cherry blossom flew in the wind.

"President, shall we depart for Kyoto Airport now?"

The pilot asked: "The people from the Heavenly Plain are already waiting there; they wish to apologize to you."

Inside the cabin, Taihua stared at Tokyo's bustling nightscape and spoke indifferently: "Not interested—tell them to go away. Change the route immediately—there's no need for Northern Europe, head directly to Peak City."

The pilot was stunned, his hands trembling with shock: "What? Did something happen at the Immortal Palace?"

As the President's personal helicopter pilot for over forty years.

He was among the most familiar with her temperament worldwide.

If she personally stepped in, blood would undoubtedly be shed.

What in Peak City required her involvement?

Hopefully, the Qilin Venerable hadn't awakened and started threatening the world!

"Stop trembling, it's fine."

Taihua glanced at him coldly and said: "Just going to watch a show."

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At ten-thirty at night, Gu Jianlin sat cross-legged on his bed, eyes closed.

The trash can held empty vials, then was lit by the lighter he casually tossed inside.

A silent burn began.

Ten bottles of Fallen Angel Blood had been infused into him, causing his spirituality to surge violently.

Simultaneously, a gentle Holy Light enveloped him, aiding in gathering his spirituality.

His Breathing Technique synchronized with meditation, creating a tidal wave of spiritual intensity.

It was then that unfamiliar melodies entered his Life Perception.

Ding-dong.

The doorbell rang downstairs.

"Is anyone home?"

A voice called sweetly from below: "We're A-Team members, here to visit our new leader and bring you gifts."

Gu Jianlin listened to the voice, clear and pleasant, exceedingly melodious.

"The Little Princess?"

This voice sounded surprisingly gentle, completely unlike the Demon Lord of Mayhem she was infamous for. It seemed more like a polite and kind young girl.

Gu Jianlin contemplated briefly, and embracing the principle of being kind to others, he chose to answer the door.

If love could soften the opponent, why resort to violence?

Preventing his bad reputation from spreading further.

Meanwhile, rustling noises emanated from the bushes outside the apartment.

A petite shadow stood nearby, appearing well-mannered.

She gazed at the pitch-black apartment, her expression transforming into one of depraved glee.

[Author's Note: The novel is first published on Qidian Reading App—this chapter is 3,200 words. The next update is tonight at 8:30 PM.]