Heaven-Defying Comprehension, the Bratty Girl Is About to Suffer Again

Regarding the Undying Divine Tree.

Although he had never truly seen it, through the constant influence of those around him, he knew quite a bit about it—

It was an Innate Spirit Root that had taken root in the ancestral land since the dawn of heaven and earth. It had endured for ten thousand years without decaying, and some even said it was older than the Qin Clan itself.

One leaf, one Emperor Artifact; one branch, suppressing the ages.

It was rumored that the Divine Tree possessed not only heaven-defying power but also knowledge of the past and present, capable of answering any question in the world.

Since the Old Ancestor could not decipher the Li Clan Sword Seal, perhaps... it can give me the answer.

Qin Wangchuan hesitated no longer. With a flip of his right hand, a Purple Gold Token instantly appeared in his palm.

He tapped his fingertip lightly against the token.

A beam of green light enveloped him.

The next moment, Qin Wangchuan's figure vanished from the spot. When he reappeared, he was standing in the midst of a vast, ancient land.

Mist swirled all around, and the spiritual energy was so dense it had almost condensed into substance. Beneath his feet lay an ancient stone path covered in moss.

At the end of the path, a towering ancient tree stood majestically. Its trunk was as thick as a dragon, its branches and leaves blocked out the sky and sun, and its bark was covered in mysterious patterns, as if recording endless eons of time.

"Is this... the Divine Tree?"

Qin Wangchuan stepped forward. He had only taken a few steps when the entire space trembled slightly. The branches and leaves of the ancient tree moved without wind, rustling softly. Immediately after, an ethereal female voice echoed from all directions:

"Qin... Wangchuan..."

The voice was ethereal, yet it clearly spoke his name, as if it were resonating directly within his soul.

Qin Wangchuan took a deep breath and bowed, cupping his hands in a salute: "Junior Qin Wangchuan has come to seek guidance regarding a doubt."

As his voice faded, green light flowed across the main trunk of the Divine Tree, and a graceful figure slowly condensed into shape.

It was a woman in green robes, her face beautiful and otherworldly, her eyes like stars, her long hair like a waterfall, and her body surrounded by a faint Wood Spirit Qi.

She walked barefoot through the air, reaching Qin Wangchuan in a few steps. Her eyes were particularly unique.

She appeared to be no more than twenty years of age, yet those eyes seemed to have witnessed all the vicissitudes of the ages.

"You come for the Li Clan Sword Seal?" She raised the corners of her lips, her voice ethereal.

Qin Wangchuan nodded: "Indeed."

"Though I know the past and see through the future, this Li Clan Sword Seal... is truly ingenious." The woman shook her head. "I cannot teach you anything."

Qin Wangchuan was stunned. Just as a trace of disappointment rose in his heart, he saw her suddenly raise her hand and point a finger at the center of his brow!

"However, I can let you 'see' it once."

"What is a Sword Seal?"

In an instant, a string of unfamiliar memories flooded into Qin Wangchuan's mind—

He saw a person.

Holding a long sword, the hilt danced, and the tip of the blade traced patterns.

As the sword fell, the character "Slash" manifested in the heavens and earth.

Immediately, a giant sword was born from the void, then descended, cleaving through the Hongmeng, establishing the Yin and Yang.

Wherever the sword light passed, all things were born and perished, and the Laws shifted.

That sword light was pure to the extreme, containing no flashy techniques, yet it held the most primordial "True Meaning of Sword Dao"!

"So that's how it is..."

"The Sword Seal is not a seal, the Sword Heart is not a heart..." A point of Sword Radiance exploded within Qin Wangchuan's mind.

That Sword Radiance suddenly transformed into an eternal river, then condensed into a tiny speck of dust, reflecting the true essence of the Sword Seal between the fleeting moment and eternity—

He seemed to understand.

The next moment, the aura around Qin Wangchuan erupted uncontrollably. A sharp Sword Intent soared into the sky, causing even the surrounding spirit energy to churn violently!

He desperately wanted a sword, any sword would do!

Seeming to see what was in Qin Wangchuan's heart.

The woman raised her hand in a beckoning gesture, and a tree branch snapped off on its own, falling into her palm.

The next moment, the branch shimmered with green light, actually transforming into a wooden sword. The blade was simple and unadorned, without edge or point, yet it faintly exuded a sharp intent.

"Catch." She tossed it casually.

Qin Wangchuan reached out and gripped the wooden sword. In an instant, the Sword Intent throughout his body finally seemed to have found an outlet.

But no rush, he could not rush.

Closing his eyes and focusing his mind, he replayed every movement he had just seen in his head.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, raised the wooden sword, and traced a series of trajectories in the void—

It was unmistakably the character "Li"!

The moment the character was formed, the ground shook violently. A ten-zhang-tall Spirit Energy Sword tip burst from the earth, shooting straight into the clouds. Sharp sword qi surged in all directions, even splitting the surrounding mist in two!

Qin Wangchuan's pupils constricted, his heart surging with shock.

The woman's eyes flashed with satisfied approval. "Not bad."

Coming back to his senses, Qin Wangchuan hurriedly asked, "Thank you, Senior. May I ask for your name?"

"The juniors of the Qin Clan all call me the Wood Ancestor."

The woman's figure gradually turned translucent, as if she were about to return to the form of the ancient tree.

"You possess exceptional talent. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, as long as you are within the borders of the Qin Clan, recite my name, and I shall sense it."

As her voice faded, her figure dissipated completely. The sacred tree returned to tranquility, as if everything that had just happened were merely an illusion.

With a flash of green light, Qin Wangchuan was teleported back to his original spot.

He looked down at the Wooden Sword in his hand, his heart pounding with excitement.

The Sword Seal... so that's how it is. I suppose I've grasped a prototype.

And does this mean I've found another backer?

In a sense, a backer like the Wood Ancestor was far more formidable than the Old Ancestor. After all, she was the existence that had watched the Qin Clan rise from the very beginning and was revered as a sacred object.

He had a new move.

Just as he was pondering who to practice on, a cold, mechanical prompt from the system rang out in his mind:

[New Mission: The Humiliation Ends Here!]

[Mission Description: Having received the help of this system's Spirit Stones and cultivation techniques, the host has begun to show initial strength. You have finally shed the name of 'trash' and begun to cultivate, but others are unaware of this. The internal strife in your family is growing increasingly cruel. Your older sister, wanting to maintain her advantage in the power struggle, has remembered that you still possess some cultivation resources and intends to come and seize them...]

[Mission Objective: Defeat your older sister and make her kneel and beg for mercy!]

[Additional Condition: Defeat her without being verbally humiliated by her.]

[Mission Reward: Simulation Count +1, unlock Check-in function.]

[Additional Reward: Origin +10]

Huh?

As Qin Wangchuan listened, his expression gradually turned strange. The first person who came to mind was Qin Zhaoer; that girl had been asking for a beating since they were kids.

However, to be fair, this Foolish System wasn't just bubbling over with stupidity—it was also a step behind!

Relying on your Spirit Stones and cultivation techniques?

You really know how to gild your own lily.

And you only issued the quest after I finished teaching her a lesson?

So what does that make the lesson I already gave the Eighth Sister? Was she just lucky?

And I have to complete the quest without being humiliated?

At this very moment, the image of the Eighth Sister trembling like a baby chick the moment she saw him surfaced in his mind. Does that bratty girl even have the guts?

"Sigh, I really didn't want to do this!" Qin Wangchuan let out a long sigh, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly. "But since it's a quest, I don't have much of a choice, right?"

Qin Zhaoer was standing in her pavilion with her hands on her hips, scolding her servants, when she suddenly shuddered. The hairs on the back of her neck stood straight up, as if an invisible venomous snake were slithering down her spine.

"Hiss—" She abruptly shut her mouth, looking around suspiciously. She stared at the cobwebs on the rafters three times over, and even bent down to peer under the table.

"Miss, is something wrong?" her personal maid asked cautiously.

Qin Zhaoer rubbed her arms and muttered, "That's strange. Why do I feel like someone is out to get me?"

"It couldn't be the Ninth Brother, could it?"

Qin Zhaoer, who threw her weight around everywhere she went, had only ever flipped her cart over because of one person: that most detestable Ninth Brother!