Time Travel Becomes a System, Relying on Forcing Villains to Die and Upgrade

I lived seriously for twenty-six years, and the final cause of death was a hair. When I woke up again, I became a system - bound to the witch who was destroying the family. My host: At the peak of the divine transformation stage, the black flame turns into a sword, and he can penetrate a sect by himself. My full authority: I asked her to wear a pink gauze skirt if she disobeyed. The seventh system. Survival rate for the first six: 0%. I thought she was the oppressor. Social death is my only weapon. The progress bar jumped every time I looked at her wrong - from 0% to 3%, from 3% to 7%. She doesn't last hit. She only said three words to save people. She helps people without letting anyone know. She does gentle things with the coldest expression. I saw the wrong person. Not a little bit. It's from head to toe. But the progress bar doesn't know how to calculate "apology". It only asks one thing: How long will it take for you to understand her?