``` [The sixth life of the Book of a Hundred Lives (Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox) is ready.]
[Given the host's current cultivation and soul strength, there is no need to seal the host's memories for this life. However, the Book of a Hundred Lives will blur them to some extent, depending on how much the host's soul can handle.]
[While protecting the host's mental state and soul, the Book of a Hundred Lives will preserve as many of the host's memories as possible. Please rest assured.]
[The memories blurred by the Book of a Hundred Lives will gradually grow clearer as the host's cultivation improves.]
[Would the host like to enter the sixth life?]
As the Book of a Hundred Lives finished speaking, two options appeared in Xiao Mo's mind: "Yes" and "No."
Xiao Mo chose "Yes" without hesitation.
He had been looking forward to the Book of a Hundred Lives' sixth life for a long time.
[Please enter a name.]
"Xiao Mo!"
Xiao Mo entered his real name again.
He had used his real name before, and he was using it again now.
Even when he used to play Galgame, he had used his real name.
There was no other reason. Using a fake name just felt wrong to him, and he couldn't immerse himself in someone else's life.
The instant Xiao Mo entered his name, his consciousness wavered. Before long, he fell unconscious.
"Hey! Human brat! Wake up!"
"Human brat! I said wake up. Didn't you hear me?"
"Are you fucking dead asleep?"
"Splash!"
In a daze, Xiao Mo heard someone calling to him.
Then a ladleful of cold water splashed across his face.
Xiao Mo shuddered and snapped his eyes open.
As his vision gradually cleared, his mind began to wake up too.
He sat up and looked