Goal-Change the Future!

With the Heavenly Emperor overseeing the Ten Directions Immortal Court, it's impossible for anything to go wrong.

The only possibility is that the Heavenly Emperor himself intervened.

The battle Three Heavenly Emperors would not only destroy the Ten Directions Immortal Court, but the entire Three Thousand Provinces would be reduced to ashes!

Qin Wangchuan frowned. "There are some questions I don't understand."

"I don't have much time, but I've already explained the important points. Ask the important questions."

One sentence shut down all of Qin Wangchuan's doubts.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Isn't Sixth Brother a promiscuous man?"

"It used to be true that Prodigal Son always return."

"How can the Xu Tianluo be identified?"

"One will understand upon encountering him. His entire being Space-Time Disorder; seeing him is like observing a shattered mirror."

"Sixth Brother's Reincarnated Lover... must die?"

"It's necessary. Every moment of hesitation means one more step forward for Sixth Brother, and one more step forward for the Immortal Court. But she's very familiar with the Alien Race, so she'll try her best to get some information."

"Since Xia Lingwei is so dangerous, wouldn't it be faster to kill her?"

"She is the Great Dao Will, neither human nor immortal, born solely for the sake of Calamity and Fortune. If we can draw her towards ourselves, we might be able to Change Heaven and Fate. Even if we kill her, another person will appear to trigger this This Calamity."

"It will be even more difficult to handle then."

As he spoke, the future Qin Wangchuan let out a soft chuckle:

"Now I have mastered all techniques and One Step Away from Immortality. It seems pretty good, but when I look back... there is no one behind me."

"I tried countless methods, even searching for a solution by going against the River of Time."

"But it's too long and too far in the future. This Calamity is not something that can be stopped overnight. Even if I had Tongtian, I would not be able to avert it."

"Looking back now, perhaps Li Qingluan's death blinded me, preventing me from seeing that woman's True Face. The tragedy didn't happen suddenly; there were signs all along."

"These things can only be done by you, and it's best not to tell anyone, including the Old Ancestor."

"While informing the latter may save a lot of effort, the Future Will Also Shift, potentially causing Greater Disaster."

"Of course I want to tell you everything in detail."

"But unfortunately."

"This method ultimately has its limitations."

Qin Wangchuan's gaze sharpened. "What do you mean by 'limited'? Does it mean that even if all methods are applicable, there are still limits?"

The other Qin Wangchuan chuckled softly.

"No..."

"I am you from the future, but I am not."

"From this moment forward, you and I will exist as separate beings, with no further connection. You will embark on a completely new future, while I... will sit alone in the void..."

"It's really... all gone..."

"You are very meticulous, so you often question yourself."

"Did we take the wrong path? Did we do the right thing? Was it correct?"

"But that's a bad habit."

"Be more confident, be more proud, hold your head high, and walk with peace of mind."

After speaking, Qin Wangchuan's voice from the future became ethereal, but he still patiently continued to instruct:

I'll repeat it.

"The three crises of the future are: Alien Invasion, Qin Family Civil War, and Lower Realm Attacks Heaven."

There are three things you need to do.

"Protect Li Qingluan, and kill Xu Tianluo at all costs."

"Help Sixth Brother find his Reincarnated Lover, kill her, then defeat Sixth Brother and spare his life."

" In the Third Life of the Ten Lives Trial, find Xia Lingwei, guide her, but do not become her enemy."

"Above."

The moment the words left his mouth, the space in front of Qin Wangchuan shattered, and his consciousness returned to his body.

He opened his eyes and found himself still sitting in the side Side Hall the Wen Dao Palace, the ancient scroll in his hand turned to ashes.

Noisy footsteps echoed outside the hall, and time seemed to start flowing again at that moment.

"Congratulations Divine Son, on breaking the deadlock!"

" With the Heavenly Chess dissipating, the Divine Son must have won!"

"Did you gain anything?"

A crowd surged in, their faces beaming with joy.

Such an extraordinary sight must indicate a great fortuitous opportunity.

However, Qin Wangchuan slowly raised his head, but there was no joy on his face.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and he saw familiar smiling faces.

Yin Qiyue stood at the very front, her expression respectful.

Zhao Lingyun arrived unnoticed. He sat on a Soldier Puppet and waved at him, as if to say, "Your Soldier Puppet is pretty good!"

Fourth Brother Qin Kuangge arrived at some unknown time, leaning against the door and raising his wine pot towards himself.

In the distance, Qin Zhaoer leaned lazily against the glazed tiles, her slender feet swaying gently, her skirt fluttering in the wind.

She rested her chin on her hand, her cherry lips slightly pursed, and a whimsical smile played at the corners of her eyes and brows, much like a peach blossom just beginning to bloom on a branch in March.

Despite the lively scene, Qin Wangchuan couldn't feel happy.

His eyes were filled with a myriad of thoughts, and his fingers unconsciously traced the spot on the table where the ancient scroll had just been.

"Young Master...?" Yin Qiyue sensed something was wrong and cautiously stepped forward. "Is something the problem?"

Qin Wangchuan collected his thoughts and stood up, already regaining his usual composure. "It's alright."

As he passed by, Qin Kuangge nodded to him and called out, "Fourth Brother."

Qin Kuangge frowned. Even though he was usually oblivious, he could tell that his Ninth Brother seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Were you bullied?"

Tell me his name, I'll go find him!

Qin Wangchuan shook his head and slowly walked out of the hall.

The sunlight fell on my shoulders, but it couldn't dispel the chill in my heart.

Qin Wangchuan walked slowly along the long corridor outside the palace, the desolate voice of his future self still seemingly echoing in his ears—

"It's really... all gone..."

The despair and sigh in that voice made his chest feel heavy.

'What kind of future must one have experienced to utter such a sigh, like...'

" In the Eternal Night's Winter, only loneliness and despair remain."

After saying that.

Suddenly, a cool sensation landed on Qin Wangchuan's nose.

He looked up and saw snow falling silently from the sky, like thousands of shattered jade pieces falling from the heavens.

The pure white snowflakes covered the glazed tiles and adorned the green pine branches, enveloping the once noisy courtyard in a tranquil, silvery white world.

The disciples of the Wen Dao Palace stopped in their tracks, excitedly extending their hands to receive this unexpected gift.

Qin Zhaoer jumped down from the roof tiles, lifting her crimson skirt and twirling in the snow. Her black hair flew in the wind, covered with glistening snowflakes, and her laughter was clear and melodious, like jade shattering on ice.

Qin Wangchuan stood in the snow, lost in thought.

He seemed to see his future self standing alone in the ruins of the Qin Clan, the sun in the sky extinguished, leaving only an endless snowy night.

"Oh..."

Qin Wangchuan gently exhaled a breath of white air, watching it dissipate in the cold wind.

'Li Qingluan will die, the Qin Family Civil War, the Immortal Court will collapse, such a future...'

How can I accept this?!

His fingers clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deep into his palm.

'This should be told to the Old Ancestor... no, even my future self said that, which proves he might have tried it.'

In other words, only I... only I can do it.

Qin Wangchuan recalled his future self's words, "Be more confident, be more proud," and a resolute smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

'I will never let that happen!'

"Since my future self failed..."

He raised his hand and caught a falling snowflake, which melted into water in his palm.

"Then it's me now..."

The Heavenly Derivation Divine Pupil suddenly blazed brightly, Golden Dao Patterns burning like flames deep within its pupils, and the dragon shadow flickering within its eyes.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, but they all vaporized within three feet of him, turning into wisps of white mist that rose and swirled around him.

"Let's rewrite this ending!"

Time was of the essence, so Qin Wangchuan immediately set off to return to the Qin Clan.

Looking at Qin Wangchuan's urgent manner, Qin Kuangge and Qin Zhaoer were both somewhat puzzled.

"What's Ninth Brother rushing off to...?" Qin Kuangge scratched his head, puzzled.

Qin Zhaoer frowned slightly, and the snowflakes on her skirt melted silently. "I don't know."

She unconsciously clenched her sleeves, sensing that Qin Wangchuan was in a bad mood.

Even the good mood I had when I saw June Snow was ruined.

"The point isn't what he's doing, look at the sky." A voice suddenly came from the side. Qin Kuangge turned his head and saw an ordinary-looking man standing against the wall.

That tone...

Qin Kuangge tentatively asked, "Second Brother?"

Qin Xuanji nodded.

It seems like I see you everywhere.

Qin Kuangge mentally complained, then the two of them looked up.

The sight of snow falling thick and fast was truly magnificent.

Qin Kuangge stared at the sky for a while. "What's wrong with the weather? It's just a heavy snowfall. Although June Snow is indeed rare..."

"Don't you understand yet?" Qin Xuanji's voice suddenly turned deep, and the snowflake he caught in his palm instantly disintegrated into countless dazzling particles of light. He slowly raised his head, his gaze as deep as an abyss as he looked at the two of them:

"Ninth Brother merely said, 'The Eternal Night's Winter,' and then—"

"Then it started snowing."