True enlightenment has its reasons. This is a story where a single moment of enlightenment beats deus ex machina. Time-focused, with a little hand-waving.
On his sixtieth birthday, he encounters a muscle-and-fascia monster he cannot defeat. His son dies before his eyes. Xing Qianqiu cannot accept that this is how his life as a transmigrator ends. He has a golden finger, too. Its use is strange, but it offers infinite memory protection and never loses anything. So why is this happening? Xing Qianqiu despairs, but the next second, his memories shift.
[Age 50: His grandson is one month old. He encounters the Martial Emperor, Splitter of Heaven. A star falls, and the Red Star monster cannot be defeated. His whole family is burned alive.]
[Age 40: His son gets married. That same year, a Gu Immortal is born. He encounters the prodigy Insect Master, out hunting. They cannot win, and his whole family is eaten.]
[Age 30: He takes his son and young daughter to see his master one last time. They encounter the God of the End, whom they cannot defeat. His daughter and he die of old age, while his son barely escapes with his life.]
[Age 20: A brilliant young genius, full of ambition, he pledges his love to his wife in a sea of flowers. He encounters his wife's twin sister, the Empress. He cannot win, and his wife is taken from him.]
No! That's not right! His memories can't be altered. Could his golden finger be fake, too?
Xing Qianqiu gives a bitter laugh. A transmigrator's golden finger cannot possibly be fake. If you eliminate everything impossible, the only possibility is...
At dawn, a flower gleams with dew; by night, it turns to dust. The time butterfly turns back, each fragment returning.
If matter and antimatter can forge worlds, then perhaps positive and negative time can likewise rewrite all things through spiritual transformation. The one thing He cannot accept is a self with no past!
And this is the source of his power. A moment of enlightenment surpasses countless golden fingers.
Next to appear: the sixty-year-old time-stopping God of Slaughter, the fifty-year-old Martial God Who Defeats the World...
I won't let a single deus ex machina get away. All of you, get on your knees!
Too many meaningless words
It's too confusing, I can't understand it