When his perception traced the threads of Mortal World Qi back to their source, the so-called "Sentient Desires" were no longer a blurry torrent. They unraveled into hundreds, even thousands, of clear, separate, and utterly distinct emotional threads.
At the end of each thread was a specific person.
A living, breathing person with a name, a past, fears, and hopes.
Gu Chengming opened his eyes. The world had changed.
Countless Dialogue Boxes appeared before him.
One after another, layer upon layer, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye could see.
Above each Dialogue Box was a name; below it were several options.
Some of those names belonged to people he had met. Others were completely unfamiliar.
But that didn't matter. What mattered was this—each Dialogue Box corresponded to a Joyful Union Sect disciple being swept up in the desires of all living beings.
And every option was a path leading into the depths of her heart.
[Yin Yang Creation Strategy cried out in astonishment within his sea of consciousness: This is...!]
[It saw.]
[All the Cultivation Methods saw.]
Gu Chengming didn't explain, because there was no need.
He was a Galgame player.
A veteran who had cleared countless routes, won over countless characters, and made countless choices before countless options.
In those games, he had learned one thing—
There was no such thing as "all living beings." There was only one "you" after another.
Every person was unique. Every person deserved to be treated with care. No one's story should be reduced to a label called "desire."
And what Gu Chengming had to do was simple.
—to see each of them, one by one.
He raised his hand.
The first Dialogue Box appeared at the very front.
It belonged to an Outer Sect Disciple, twenty years old, with