[Please select an inheritance reward:] 1: 18 years of lifespan. 2: Forbidden Secret Technique Taixu Steps, along with its key insights. 3: Origin Source +180.
"1.8 times the Origin Source wasn't bad, but compared to last time, it seemed rather shabby."
"Then all that's left is..."
As he thought, Qin Wangchuan's gaze shifted to Taixu Steps.
Forbidden Cultivation Methods existed outside the cultivation method ranking system. Most were exceedingly powerful, but they also came with unimaginable costs.
It wasn't as if the Qin Clan had none, but the Old Ancestor refused to let him learn them, saying he was afraid Qin Wangchuan would grow crooked...
"I choose 2." Qin Wangchuan decisively chose Taixu Steps.
The next moment, an abstruse and obscure cultivation method flooded into his mind.
He closed his eyes and focused, carefully comprehending this Forbidden Secret Technique—
Taixu Steps, which burned Spiritual Power in exchange for ultimate speed. With every step, it could ignore space itself, shrinking a distance of tens of millions of miles to just a few steps.
When cultivated to great completion, it could reach the realm of "one step, one world."
"Interesting." Qin Wangchuan's lips curled slightly. He took one step forward, and the Spiritual Power within his body abruptly boiled as a faint silver glow spread around him.
"Whoosh—!"
His figure vanished from where he stood in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already thirty meters away!
"So fast!" A flash of delight crossed Qin Wangchuan's eyes.
This speed far surpassed ordinary movement techniques. It was even swifter than certain Spirit Arts specifically designed for teleportation!
Though the expenditure was immense, it also came with a terrifying price:
If one lacked sufficient Spiritual Power, it would burn the user's body instead. It was a cultivation method that could backlash upon its user.
But he possessed the Supreme Dao Heart. His Spiritual Power reserves were ten or even a hundred times those of an ordinary person, enough to support repeated use!
In other words, this price could practically be treated as nonexistent.
Qin Wangchuan tried Taixu Steps several more times, his figure flickering through the courtyard like an elusive ghost.
"This speed truly is astounding." He stopped, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes. "However, now isn't the time to lose myself in cultivation."
He raised his head and gazed into the distance, as though his eyes had pierced through layer after layer of Cloud Sea and reached the Lower Realm.
"I'll just wait until Xuanming Realm is found."
Several days later.
"Young Master, we found it!"
A Shadow Guard dropped to one knee and respectfully presented a Jade Slip.
Qin Wangchuan accepted the Jade Slip and swept it with his Divine Sense, one brow lifting slightly.
"Xuanming Realm, one of the Upper Thousand Provinces, lies southeast of the Ten Directions Immortal Court. It is a remote realm with thin spiritual energy, inhabited mostly by Rogue Cultivators and impoverished Aristocratic Clans."
"Xuantian Cliff is located in the Northern Region of Xuanming Realm. It is shrouded in mist all year round, while poisonous miasma permeates the Cliff Bottom. Ordinary cultivators find it difficult to venture deep inside."
"Very good." Qin Wangchuan put away the Jade Slip, the corners of his lips rising slightly. "Make preparations. I'm going to the Lower Realm."
Not only did he want the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit, he also wanted to take a look at the Han Clan while he was there.
As the Young Master, he naturally had to report it before descending to the Lower Realm.
Unfortunately...
"No."
Qin Fuhai sat upon a meditation cushion without even raising his eyelids, directly rejecting him.
"Grandfather, I'm merely taking a trip to Xuanming Realm. I'll return soon." Qin Wangchuan explained patiently.
"No."
"I have the Supreme Dao Heart and Chaos Immortal Light protecting my body. Ordinary cultivators cannot harm me."
"No."
"..."
Seeing him fall silent, Qin Fuhai snorted coldly. "At such a young age, you already want to run around everywhere? Isn't the Ten Directions Immortal Court enough for you to toss about?"
"Do you know that this world never lacks geniuses? Only those who live to the end are winners."
"No matter how high one's talent, if one breaks halfway through the journey, one is nothing but a handful of yellow earth."
Those words were more or less deliberately meant to frighten him.
For the Qin Clan, reviving someone was no great matter.
Of course, there would certainly be a price to pay.
"..."
Qin Wangchuan fell silent for a moment before he could only withdraw helplessly.
Then he turned around and went to find the Old Ancestor.
Unfortunately, he received the same answer.
He was too young, his strength was insufficient, and even with a Dao Protector, absolute safety could not be guaranteed—on and on it went.
But in the end, the Old Ancestor gave him a deadline.
"Nine years old."
"If you reach the Fifth Realm before you turn nine, I'll allow you to descend and travel."
The Fifth Realm—Spirit Sea Realm.
The Spiritual Platform transformed into a sea, causing one's spiritual energy to surge severalfold and allowing the use of higher-level Spirit Arts.
Even Prodigies bearing Sacred Bodies needed at least around twenty years to reach this realm. The Old Ancestor's condition was somewhat harsh.
But Qin Wangchuan agreed to it.
With his talent, he had every confidence he could accomplish it.
Returning to Wangchuan Pavilion, Qin Wangchuan sat before his desk, his brows tightly furrowed.
"If I can't descend to the Lower Realm, then this mission is stuck too."
His gaze turned toward the system screen.
[New Mission: The Strong Descend from the Heavens!] [After defeating your elder sister within the clan, your status has risen, and your resources are no longer withheld. However, just when everything seemed to be improving, your childhood sweetheart (Daughter of the Yin Clan) caught the eye of Mo Qianjue, an elder of Qinglan Holy Land! On the surface, this man claimed he wished to take her as a disciple. In truth, he cultivated the Evil Art Yin-Harvesting Yang-Supplementing Art, specifically selecting young women with passable talent and bringing them back to the Holy Land. Once they had been nurtured, he would drain away their cultivation. She does not wish to go, but her strength is too weak. Host, please proceed to the Yin Clan of Qingshi Town and assist her!] [Mission Objective: Display your strength and intimidate Mo Qianjue.] [Additional Objective: Defeat Mo Qianjue, elder of Qinglan Holy Land. (Mid Third Realm)] [Mission Reward: Simulation Count +1, Origin Source +50.] [Additional Reward: Origin Source +50.] (Note: This mission is rather difficult, so its rewards are exceptionally generous. Host, please act according to your capabilities!)
Looking at the system's considerate reminder that the mission was rather difficult, Qin Wangchuan felt not the slightest bit moved. In fact, he even wanted to laugh.
"An elder of the Third Realm?"
"You could at least tell me the location."
He shook his head, his expression somewhat complicated.
Someone in the Third Realm could become an elder, which meant the location was most likely in the Lower Thousand Provinces.
But even so, with only this bit of information, it was still like fishing for a needle in the sea.
However, given enough time, finding the person with the Qin Clan's influence was merely a matter of time.
"Then I'll wait."
"If this Daughter of the Yin Clan dies before I find her and the mission fails, there's nothing I can do about it."
Qin Wangchuan's attitude toward missions was simple: if he could conveniently do one, then he would; if not, forget it.
For a single mission to think it could lead him around by the nose? Wishful thinking.
Not to mention that he had the Check-in System. Even without completing missions, he could still obtain Simulation Counts.
What followed was several years of secluded cultivation.
Before that, Qin Wangchuan waved over his subordinates and issued two instructions:
First: retrieve the Heavenly Fortune Creation Fruit from the Cliff Bottom of Xuanming Realm.
Second: find a world in the Lower Thousand Provinces that contained Qinglan Holy Land.
If they found one, they were to look nearby for a place called Qingshi Town.
If all the conditions matched, they were to kill an elder of Qinglan Holy Land named Mo Qianjue.
"After all, no one said I have to do it myself. Whoever kills him, kills him." Qin Wangchuan's gaze darkened slightly. He decided that when the time came, he would still personally make a trip to the Lower Thousand Provinces.
He wanted to see whether that world also had another "Qin Wangchuan."
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