Godslayer: After the Seraph rejected me, I ascended directly to the highest godhood.

Cangnan City.

The gentle sunlight shone on the city, which had endured countless hardships, making everything seem like a dream.

But somewhere in the old city, countless streams of water, shimmering with a unique light, surged toward all the city's residents.

The water seemed to penetrate everywhere, flowing into the long river of everyone's past memories.

The scars left by the catastrophe more than a decade ago are gradually fading under the influence of the water.

It was as if nothing had happened, and there was no miracle.

This is a city, an ordinary city, a city full of human warmth and coldness.

Gradually, the bewilderment in people's eyes faded, and when they looked at the city again, it didn't feel out of place.

The current desolation of the city seems perfectly reasonable to them.

People also found what they should do, repairing their homes that had been abandoned for many years, chatting and laughing with their children, and sending their children to school...

The disaster receded from them, and everything began to return to normal...

Jiang Ye withdrew all the released water, listened to the sounds of tidying up coming from his house, and smiled.

"Jiang Ye, what's wrong with you...?"

Zhou Ping pointed at the wriggling water floating in Jiang Ye's palm, quite surprised.

He could sense the divine power contained within, but there was no blessing from the power of laws.

Jiang Ye laughed and said, "You could call it a forbidden ruin. I altered the memories of everyone in Cangnan."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping first nodded slightly, then his eyes widened involuntarily.

Hmm! ? Change the memories of everyone in a city?

Is this the kind of ability a forbidden area should have?

Zhou Ping's lips twitched. He glanced at the sword box behind him and instantly understood.

This family is a bit strange; they'll even give away supreme artifacts without a second thought.

He was no longer surprised that Jiang Ye had multiple forbidden areas.

Lin Qiye possesses a total of six abilities; perhaps this is what Ye Fan meant by genius.

Indeed, it is awe-inspiring.

"Sword Saint Senior, please change your clothes." Jiang Ye handed over a more formal set of clothes from his ring.

Zhou Ping was taken aback. "Why are you changing your clothes?"

Jiang Ye grabbed a set of No. 2 Middle School student clothes and explained, "I altered my parents' memories. Today is the day the teacher is making a home visit."

Zhou Ping seemed to understand, and suddenly recalled the scene of his conversation with his third uncle before parting.

After hesitating for a moment, he took the clothes and nodded.

Third Uncle and Jiang Ye's parents are ordinary people. If they knew what the Night Watchmen have to go through, they would definitely be even more worried.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ye and Zhou Ping changed their clothes.

The red and white school uniform on Jiang Ye perfectly highlighted the innocence of a young boy.

Zhou Ping wore a black trench coat that went past his knees, and his eyes were like swords, giving him a very dignified air.

Boom boom boom!

Jiang Ye knocked on the door, and at that moment, it felt like he was back in his school days.

"Coming, coming." Soon, the voice of Liu Su, the mother, came from inside the house.

Crunch!

The wooden door opened, and the mother, dressed as always, simple yet warm, saw Jiang Ye. Her eyebrows curved slightly, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes became visible.

In fact, Jiang Ye could have used his immortality powers to transform Cangnan into an eternal kingdom.

But for ordinary people, living in this world is a kind of suffering.

It's better to let nature take its course.

"Ono, this must be the teacher who came for the home visit. Hello, hello."

Zhou Ping's mother, Liu Su, greeted him warmly, saying, "Xiao Ye has always been a troublemaker since he was little, often saying strange and unusual things. I hope he hasn't caused you any trouble at school."

Seeing the aunt's enthusiasm, Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel nervous, his toes slightly curling up on the soles of his feet.

He hasn't completely overcome his social anxiety, but he doesn't have much trouble with normal communication.

"No, Auntie, Jiang Ye... is quite well-behaved at school."

"That's good, that's good. Oh, teacher, come in quickly, I'm going out to buy groceries." Mother Liu Su greeted Zhou Ping as he entered the house.

I happened to run into my father, Jiang Zhenghua, who was cleaning. He was wearing an apron and holding a broom, cleaning diligently.

When Zhou Ping saw that Jiang Zhenghua was cleaning the corner but hadn't cleaned it properly, a surge of emotion welled up inside him.

Jiang Ye's gaze had been fixed on his mother, but when he sensed Zhou Ping's unusual behavior, he suddenly remembered something and quickly tried to pull Zhou Ping away.

But Zhou Ping had already strode over and grabbed the mop next to him. "This place isn't clean, Uncle. How about I clean it? I'm a professional at this."

Liu Su and Jiang Zhenghua froze, and Jiang Ye covered his face.

We're doomed; the truth will come out sooner or later.

The expressions of the three people did not affect Zhou Ping's performance. He held the mop with great skill and a meticulous expression as he carefully mopped the floor.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhenghua and his mother Liu Su gradually shifted their gaze to Jiang Ye.

"..." Jiang Ye's face was embarrassed.

Snapped!

"Hey kid, still watching? Hurry up and tell your teacher to stop and rest, and go mop the floor." Jiang Zhenghua slapped Jiang Ye on the shoulder.

The latter nodded repeatedly, just as he was about to say something.

Zhou Ping suddenly spoke up: "No need, Jiang Ye can't clean it up properly."

Jiang Zhenghua frowned immediately and pulled Jiang Ye over.

"Is this really a teacher from your school? You're not kidding me, are you?"

Jiang Ye's lips twitched, and he nodded emphatically, "Dad, the teacher used to work part-time almost every day to help students who couldn't afford to go to school. It was so hard for him."

"As for this... it's probably just a habit."

What can you do? Just make things up.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhenghua looked at Zhou Ping, who was meticulously mopping the floor, and his eyes revealed admiration.

He wanted to go and help, but Zhou Ping refused.

The mother, Liu Su, looked at her son without suspicion. Instead, she patted Jiang Ye's head and asked, "Xiao Ye, what do you want to eat tonight? Mom will make it for you."

Upon hearing these familiar words, Jiang Ye smiled.

"Of course, it's your specialty, Mom!"

Liu Su smiled and said, "Okay, then Mom will go buy groceries."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, watching his mother's departing figure, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Everything has come back.

Snapped!

"What are you standing there for? Go get your teacher a glass of water." Seeing Jiang Ye standing there in a daze, Jiang Zhenghua gave him a slap on the back of the head.

Jiang Ye rolled his eyes. "Okay."

Time passed slowly, the bright moon rose, and the night sky was dotted with stars.

With the help of Zhou Ping and his father, the two-story house was completely transformed, shining brightly everywhere.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs are here."

Liu Su also prepared a large table of dishes, her face beaming with smiles.

The four sat together, the air filled with the aroma of food, and the lighting became incredibly soft.

Liu Su picked up a piece of pork rib and placed it in Zhou Ping's bowl. "Teacher Zhou, you've really gone to so much trouble for me today."

"No, it's nothing, I used to..."

"Teacher, please eat more." Jiang Ye quickly put some food on the Sword Saint's plate. If you keep saying that, you'll give yourself away.

Zhou Ping smiled slightly, took a bite of the rib, and nodded, "Delicious."

Hearing the praise, Liu Su smiled and served Jiang Ye some food.

Jiang Zhenghua and Zhou Ping discussed Jiang Ye's performance at school, but Zhou Ping kept praising Jiang Ye, saying he was a genius.

Soft light spilled through the dark window, and laughter seemed to be a sign of reunion.

Under the night sky, the moon waxes and wanes, always bringing joy and sorrow.

In the low house opposite the two-story building, Aunt Lin Qiye lived alone in this desolate room.

In the dimly lit room, with the lights off, Aunt sat at the dining table, where the food had already gone cold.

She picked up a piece of green vegetable, but seeing that no one was around, she silently put it down.

My aunt looked out the window and smelled the aroma of food wafting from the neighbors' house; her eyes welled up with tears.

"I'm all alone in this house now... Xiaoqi, Ajin, when are you coming home?"