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After transmigrating into a novel, Cen Moyu was bound to a System.

System: “Your goal is to ensure the Protagonist and the Supporting Lead fall in love. They must pass their tribulations and ascend to immortality.” Cen Moyu: “And what do I receive in return?” System: “This world contains a god-tier artifact capable of granting any wish. Once the mission is complete, you may use it to return home.”

The Protagonist of this world is Wenren Qi, the First Seat of the most powerful sect. The intended partner is the child of his old friend.

Currently, Cen Moyu is a Fairy Pitta, a small bird spirit. Because he is a spirit, it is impossible for him to pass the entrance exams for a cultivation sect. He decided to take a different approach and became the “Gate-Closing Disciple” of the Qingheng Sect. However, he is the literal kind of disciple who physically closes the mountain gates.

Regardless of their cultivation level, every member of the Qingheng Sect must check in at this gate. For one hundred years, Cen Moyu rose from a junior gate-closer to the Head Gate-Closing Disciple, yet his mission progress remained at zero percent.

System: “The progress bar is still at zero. You are the worst host I have ever led.” Cen Moyu: “I am sorry, but I was born to be a ‘0’ anyway.”

Just as the System reached the point of despair, a major plot event occurred. It jolted Cen Moyu out of his healthy sleep schedule. System: “Quick! The Protagonist failed his tribulation. Get your equipment ready and deliver him to the partner’s cave dwelling.”

The “equipment” was actually Cen Moyu’s physical bird body. As a first-time avian, Cen Moyu’s flying skills were clumsy. Stumbling through a rainy night, he mistakenly entered the wrong cave and was attacked by a python.

He sobbed and cried, failing to notice that Wenren Qi had already regained consciousness. However, the immortal was suffering from Qi Deviation.

Cen Moyu: “Do not come over here! We are both ‘0’s! No, please do not.” System: “Everything is ruined. It is a complete mess.”

Wenren Qi was a genius highly praised by the cultivation world. As his elders expected, he became famous in his youth and possessed breathtaking talent.

Yet, even a genius cannot escape the pressure to marry. His elders nagged him from the age of one hundred until he was five hundred years old. They feared he would reach his one-thousandth year and remain stuck on the path to ascension because he had never experienced a “Mortal Heart Tribulation.”

As it turned out, the elders were correct.

He failed his tribulation again. Amidst a torrential downpour, he should have fallen into a bottomless abyss, but instead, he landed on soft feathers. The creature carrying him did not look like a fledgling, but it flew haphazardly as if it were trying to deliver him to a cave.

Wenren Qi suppressed his breath and feigned unconsciousness. He wanted to see what kind of creature this was. It was so foolish that it cried after being frightened by a baby snake, and it was unaware that it had entered its reproductive cycle.

The cultivator, who should have remained indifferent, lost his composure due to the cracks in his soul caused by the failed ascension. In a daze, Wenren Qi felt as if he had met this little demon before. By the time he woke up, the person had already fled.

The Gate-Closing Disciple of the Qingheng Sect suddenly resigned. The Elder: “I heard the boy’s wife is about to give birth, so he had to return home.” The Sect Leader could hardly hide his shock and nearly shattered his teacup. “He is married?” The Elder: “He is having a child, so he must be married.”

Cen Moyu had no experience with laying eggs. He asked the System with a worried expression, “Do you know how to raise a bird?” System: “Just give the egg to Wenren Qi. That way, we can continue our grand plan.”

 

One-Sentence Summary: The Protagonist and I have a child together.

 Theme: Great courage may appear as cowardice, and life remains an endless, surging cycle.

 

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