Ten Years, Mortal Realm

In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.

On Tianqiong Mountain, Gu Lan was contemplating a new script. It was a story about splitting mountains to save one's mother. Whether it was Yang Jian splitting Peach Blossom Mountain or Chen Xiang splitting Mount Hua, Simu loved these stories very much. Therefore, she urged for updates daily, causing Gu Lan much hair-pulling frustration as he diligently wrote.

As his daughter grew older, her skill in acting cute and spoiled became more and more proficient. Over these years, Gu Lan found it most unbearable when his daughter used her crying trick—tears dropping at will, truly epic-level acting.

"In a few days, it will be Mumu's birthday. What gift should I give her?" Gu Lan's inspiration struck, and he made up his mind. He decided to arrange a role for his daughter in the new script.