Change of Mindset

Taking Immortal Herbs as an example, unless there was an absolute necessity, the probability of Gu Yuena taking them for herself was far greater than waiting for Huang Tian to discover them by chance as the plot originally dictated.

At most, he would simply return the few that Huang Tian had originally consumed back to him.

"It seems that even for someone blinded by love, bamboozling her is no easy task."

Huang Tian let out a long breath, his eyes sparkling with vitality; he suddenly felt that things were becoming much more interesting.

With a flicker of thought in his mind, all the text on the screen vanished instantly.

At the very beginning of the 2.0 version of the past-life memories, Gu Yuena encountered a mortal crisis: the Five Great God Kings channeled their five supreme divine artifacts to form the Sword of Three Realms Judgment and World Destruction, unleashing power that surpassed that of a God King, leaving her on the verge of being reduced to dust.

At the critical moment, she encountered a space-time turbulence; the God Realm was swept away, and although she still died, her memories of a lifetime were accidentally cast back several tens of thousands of years due to the turbulence.

The origin of the past-life memories: resolved.

Next, Huang Tian abandoned the typical "power fantasy" trope where he described himself as peerless, born with innate knowledge, omnipotent, and destined for a happy ending.

Instead, he transformed into a protagonist of a tragedy: a man of exceptional talent, righteous and kind, who struggled desperately to survive against the machinations of bottomless villains and the cruel twists of fate, only to end in a miserable, failed finale.

Interspersed throughout were countless scenes of life-and-death separations, misunderstandings, mistakes, and failures.

He wanted to make the Silver Dragon King ache to her very core, regret her past, and burn with overwhelming hatred.

Tragedy often possesses greater emotional tension than comedy; it is more capable of stimulating the soul and leaving a deep, indelible mark.

In any case, these were fabricated past-life memories, not his actual experiences. His real experiences, of course, would be nothing but pure pleasure.

The reason he made himself suffer so much in his wives' past-life memories was precisely to make them cherish him even more, to satisfy him heart and soul, so that he could enjoy an explosive level of pleasure in the real world.

It wasn't just he who suffered; Gu Yuena herself had to suffer, as did the soul beast clans she cared about—they would be completely wiped out, and even humanity would not escape the clutches of the villains, left to languish in misery.

In short, it was a "plus" version of the original ending's tragedy.

Soul beasts were exterminated, human order ceased to exist, endless slaughter ensued, and the God Realm was shrouded in darkness.

In this version, Tang San was even more repulsive, the Asura God was even more unscrupulous, and many events were reframed as conspiracy theories; the word "suffering" defined the entire lives of everyone who still had a conscience and wanted to resist.

As for the fact that he would have many wives in the future, Huang Tian's solution was simple.

For the sake of the world, for all living beings, for fairness, for justice, and for all those he cherished and who cherished him in return.

He had accidentally created a powerful dual-cultivation technique, and seeing the state of the world and the human realm, he had no choice but to endure humiliation and bear the burden.

He would rather carry the reputation of a philanderer and be misunderstood by those he loved than fail to gain the power to change all of this.

This time, it took a full two hours to finish writing, and another seventy minutes were spent on a second review, revising and adding details.

The system simulation showed no major flaws or loopholes. Huang Tian corrected the remaining minor imperfections one by one without altering the core plot trajectory.

By evening, the sun began to set. After reviewing the 2.6 version of Gu Yuena's past-life memories for the final time, neither the system nor he himself could find any faults.

Huang Tian did not hesitate; he focused his intent and firmly clicked "Generate."

Although the initial generation was already perfect—the artistry was maxed out and the impact was stellar—he still had the system generate eight additional versions to select the best of the best, picking the one with the most intense emotional tension.

Only after confirming repeatedly that there were no issues did he officially click "Implant."

In the core area of the Star Dou Forest, within an isolated interdimensional space, the massive body of the Silver Dragon King lay stretched across the sky.

Her enormous scales, each a meter in diameter, shimmered with a dazzling, brilliant silver light that was blinding to the eye.

Within this silver radiance, nine other colors—white, yellow, purple, black, red, gold, blue, green, and cyan—faintly rendered and accented the scales, making them exceptionally magnificent and mysterious.

The thousand-foot-long dragon body was awe-inspiring. Even in sleep, the aura of a God King radiated naturally at every moment, forming a unique biological force field; ordinary powerhouses would likely be unable to even stand or breathe here.

The only blemish was a ferocious scar on her shoulder, which looked quite discordant and slightly marred the beautiful scene.

Below the dragon's body, a hundred-foot-tall, strange mountain range stretched out, composed entirely of the legendary and exceptionally precious Gold of Life.

As the Silver Dragon breathed, the mountain range would occasionally emit mists that she would inhale.

This process had been ongoing for an unknown amount of time when, suddenly, the Silver Dragon's majestic body shuddered violently. Her four claws tightened, and her tail whipped out over a thousand meters.

It was as if she had been stimulated by something; her breathing rhythm was disrupted, and the calm, relaxed expression on her face changed drastically, revealing human-like shock and a momentary flash of fear. Yet, she did not wake up or open her eyes.

"What is happening? I am actually dreaming?"

"No, my consciousness is clearly awake, yet the images continue. This is not a dream."

"If it is not a dream, then what are these images? Is this the effect of someone's soul skill?"

Gu Yuena was stimulated, and her consciousness reacted in a split second.

But even though she had "woken up," it did not interrupt the content of the dream; it continued stubbornly, becoming even clearer, with every detail rendered in vivid, lifelike precision.

There even appeared sensations that should not exist in a dream, such as smell, divine sense, and energy perception.

Soon, she was drawn in by the stimulating content, having no time to ponder why these strange images were in her mind.

"This is...

Is this what the God Realm looks like now?

And who is that corpse?"

"Why this palpitation?"

From a low-angle perspective, in the center of the vast starry sky, a seven-colored sphere was constantly approaching, rapidly expanding to occupy the entire field of vision.

Inside the colorful sphere, clouds and mists shifted unpredictably; at times they were like raging waves and surging winds, while at others they resembled a tranquil beauty, remaining unmoved by the storms.

One could clearly perceive an extremely dense essence of heaven and earth permeating within, and layers of magnificent palaces shimmered with a faint golden glow under the illumination of divine light, creating a profound visual impact.

Not far from this colorful sphere, a broken corpse floated in the void.

The head had been severed, the limbs were incomplete, and the torso was covered in wounds deep enough to reveal the bone.

From the scattered golden blood and the characteristics displayed by the bones and flesh, it was evident that the owner possessed at least the cultivation level of a Main God.

Yet, strangely, the color of the divine power and the aura of the energy were unlike any god or divine position known in memory.

In other words, this person was an extremely rare individual who had created their own divine position.

At the mere sight of this image, a hint of astonishment welled up in Gu Yuena's heart; becoming a god by creating one's own divine position was far more difficult than inheriting one.

The next second, Gu Yuena realized that this image originated from her own vision, for she opened her mouth to speak.