When they heard that I was going to wash both of their minds clean and turn them into babies, Wang Xicheng and Duan Shuyu were terrified. Wang Xicheng wailed, "Ghost Emperor! You can't! I worked so hard to cultivate into a Two-Tribulation True Immortal. How can you just wash me into an infant? You know that if my experience isn't enough to control my cultivation, I could suffer cultivation deviation. If this goes on for too long, I'll be ruined! Besides, with an infant's mind in an adult's body, who will raise me in my old age?"
"Hehe, you don't need to worry about the fusion of your cultivation. Since I dare to do something as destructive to your comprehension as this, I naturally have a way to keep you alive and well, without losing even half a bit of cultivation! As for having someone raise you in your old age, you don't need to worry about that either. I'll choose several outstanding immortal official households without children of their own to adopt you. I guarantee you'll live happily and without worries from then on, experiencing nothing but positive, wholesome childhood days!" I sneered.
Wang Xicheng was frightened into tears again. "Ghost Emperor, please! I'll tell the truth, I'll tell you about my background. Just don't wash me into a baby! Even adults can't control their memories, and if I wet myself or defecate without being able to control or move my body, having someone else wipe my bottom and change my clothes, wouldn't that be more humiliating than death?"
"What's so difficult about that? Since they're immortal official households, what's so hard about hiring a few wet nurses and caregivers? Besides, you'll have a baby's mind anyway. By then, you won't even know what shame is. What are you