I'll Happily Take My Mother's Man

"Mu Luxue: a legendary name that cannot be omitted from the history of the Dongling Kingdom."

"She summoned the strongest Apostle in history, ran countless hugely profitable shops, and even founded a feared assassin organization."

"A host of men loved her with all their hearts. Her admirers included an elegant young noble from an aristocratic family, the cold-faced commander who controlled the Demon Suppression Bureau, an emperor wielding absolute power deep within the palace, and the Prince of Jin, undefeated on the battlefield."

That's right, all of the above is the glorious, legendary life of my mother, Mu Luxue, as seen by outsiders.

And I am the only "son" she left behind in this world.

My mother died before I was old enough to remember her.

As for who my real father is, I have no idea.

After all, ever since I was old enough to understand things, more than five men have tried to get me to call them "Dad."

The elegant young noble from an aristocratic family stared at me with tears in his eyes. "Is this the kind of kid who looks grumpy but is actually sweet? He takes after me. I fathered him."

But I looked past him at the swarms of women and countless illegitimate children behind him, and said nothing.

The commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau raised me himself, mending my old clothes while rambling: "Don't play in the river too much. It's dangerous."

Commander Pei always told me to call him Uncle. He probably isn't the one.

The emperor in the palace was unfathomable. Whenever we met, he would smile and coax me: "Xiunu, what's so good about the outside world? Why not stay in the palace and keep me company?"

I practically grew up in the palace. As far as I know, the chances of him being my father... aren't very high.

The Prince of Nine, undefeated on the battlefield, always scowled when he saw me, but kept summoning me to his residence for meals. Everyone knew he was just using my face to remember my mother.

Too bad for him. He had a pure fire-type spiritual root, so he couldn't possibly father someone like me, with my water-type root.

There were many more men who had fallen under my mother's spell. But although they all claimed she was the one they loved most, they kept three wives and four concubines in their households, with children everywhere.

After the Mary Sue ending, all that's left is a mess.

In this age when Summoners are everywhere, plenty of people have tried to summon my mother as their Apostle, but every one of them failed.

And I, as the person most likely to summon Mu Luxue, was the last hope of her old lovers.

Finally, in the expectant and wary gazes of countless people...

I successfully summoned...

[Life-for-Power System]

[Input lifespan, receive cultivation]

[When your own lifespan is insufficient, you may plunder the lifespan of other lifeforms]

...Huh?

Does this mean that I, a heaven-blessed genius, am finally getting my very own golden finger!?

PS: The main story is written in third person.

Premise: Cherish life.