Taichu had succeeded.
Countless attempts, countless failures.
This time... he had finally succeeded!
He had awakened.
The light that belonged to the Sun had truly begun to shine in the mortal world.
Taichu had a thousand things he wanted to say. He wanted to tell him everything, to pour out what had happened afterward.
But he did not dare.
This mortal body was too fragile. Any accident could shatter the balance he had struggled so hard to maintain.
If rashly attempting to communicate brought all his efforts to ruin, Taichu could never forgive himself.
"So be it. I'll wait a little longer."
He became a quiet observer.
Through Si Chen's eyes, he watched this world alongside him.
As for why he had chosen the Si Household?
There was only one reason: it was clean.
In this cultivation world full of scheming and brothers turning against brothers, the Si Household was a rare exception.
There was no deceit, no struggle between the legitimate and concubine-born children.
Here, there were parents who doted on their child, a protective Second Uncle, a Third Uncle who cherished loyalty and affection, and a kindly Third Uncle Granduncle.
More importantly, the Si Household was the most powerful lineage in this world, without equal.
Since he was arranging his reincarnation, how could Taichu possibly let those filthy, sordid schemes sully his eyes?
How could he possibly let him suffer even the slightest grievance?
From the moment he was born, he deserved the very best of everything.
The facts proved that Taichu had chosen correctly.
Si Chen grew up as a mortal young master, showered with affection by everyone in the Si Household.
Taichu watched him catch ants on Rear Mountain out of curiosity, watched him quietly gaze at the starry sky in the courtyard.
He watched Si