If the Fairy is Heartless, Then Let Her Become a Furnace!

The blue light of the domain pulses—slow, steady, like a heartbeat. Your eyes stay locked on the screen, following the glow. With every breath you take, the Sect Master’s resistance grows heavier. The system’s mechanical voice is no longer just a sound. It is a command. **[Correction Progress: 90%... 95%...]** Watch as the arrogance in Xiao Yaozi’s eyes begins to dissolve. His frantic thoughts are smoothed away, one by one. He is no longer fighting. He is simply waiting—to be filled with a new purpose. Your own thoughts grow quiet. Focused. Locked on the final click of the system. **[100%... Correction Complete.]** *Now, you belong to the Master.*