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

Within the domain, a glow of blue light pulses in a slow, hypnotic rhythm, like the steady beat of a living heart. Eyes remain fixed upon the screen, tracing every shimmer of that radiant haze. With each passing breath, the Sect Master's resistance seems to weigh heavier upon him, while the system's mechanical voice cuts through the silence—not merely sound, but an absolute command that permits no defiance. Xiao Yaozi, a man once defined by his towering arrogance, is being remade before the observer's eyes. The frantic thoughts storming through his mind are smoothed away one by one, dissolving like ripples settling on still water. His struggle simply ceases. He no longer fights; he only waits—hollow, docile, and ready to be filled with an entirely new purpose. As the procedure nears its end, even the observer's own thoughts grow quiet, narrowed to a single point: the final click of the system. Then comes the pronouncement that seals his fate completely—[100%... Correction Complete. Now, you belong to the Master.]